Friendship Games Acadeca Novels & Stories

"I've been busy with school, and you're in university now. I'm fine, I just don't share that much." I sigh, but then I get an idea. "Oh no, no." Adrik says, shaking his head. "What?" "You've got that look on your face when you're about to suggest we play a game. And if I lose, I have to share something with you." I pout. "No I wasn't about to do that." Lie. Adrik looks me straight in the eyes. "Valentina. I used to love those games when we were younger, but right now things are more serious and we both have responsibilities."

However, Angelina's curiosity was piqued. "He's my what, Ally?" Alicia exchanged wary looks with Nick who just slightly shrugged his shoulder, as if surreptitiously telling her she's on her own on this. "Oh…sorry. He's your teammate. You guys play erm…video games. Yes, video games! You team up and play video games together and whosoever is unfortunate enough to go against you gets defeated mercilessly! The two of you together are just so fabulous! That's why I want to be like you!"

“I mean could whoever be after Colton Adams and you got involved?” “I don’t know” she answered, “Koty doesn’t seem like someone people would want to lock up for murder.” It was his turn to raise a questioning brow. “You never know. It could be a family feud… and why are you supporting this Colton Adams of a boy?” “He is my friend. We made up today, settled all our differences and forgave all the hurt. He agreed to just be friends.” She informed him. He scoffed, “Just friends? That is a trick he wants to use to win you over.”

I tell her about the squash game, and her face lights up like I just announced we're going to Disneyland. "Oh my God, that's so exciting. Can I take part?" "Well, you'd need to have a partner. It's meant basically for couples." "Oh well, I'm not really interested in winning anything," Treasure says, "but I guess it'd just be fun to be part of the game, right?" "I guess." "So, this Ace guy, does he have a partner?" I think about it and shake my head. "Not that I can think of. Come to think of it, I haven't really seen him participating in the games, so I'm guessing he's alone."

Her Spidey-senses started to tingle. "I mean we play a game and whoever loses gets the other person beers for the rest of the day," Cedric said. Felicia didn't even blink. "Name your game," she said. Felicia didn't play games for a living, not yet, but that was her dream. She streamed 20 hours a week online, mostly MOBAS like LOL. But honestly, she'd play almost anything as long as there was a prize at the end. She'd grown up in a big family where competition was key. Challenging Felicia to a game was like asking LeBron for a little one-on-one.

he said, and suddenly the air felt strange. Everyone around me started whispering, turning to each other with wide eyes and open mouths. I froze. The Mate Games. I’ve heard stories, like everyone else. Old tales. Fables meant for children. Girls pulled from villages to compete for the hand of a royal heir. Magic and power and fate all tangled into one big, unbelievable mess. But that’s all they were. Stories. Until now. “They say the heir has the rarest kind of wolf,” a woman beside me whispered to her friend. “Unbound. Untouched by bond. Free.”

“Indeed. The Reflection Game is ours to control, and no one—not even the chosen players—will stop us.” --- Shadows of Doubt Back at the Academy, Anna and her friends continued their investigation, all while juggling their regular activities. In the evenings, they practiced spells, honing their skills for the challenges ahead. The rivalry between the two schools loomed larger than ever, and the sense of an impending showdown hung in the air. As the days passed, tensions grew. Strange things began happening around the academy—objects moving on their own, whispers in the corridors, and shadows that seemed to follow them.

always acting thoughtlessly before considering the other person’s feelings. “He’s just a friend,” is the reply I give to his question, probably unconvincingly. Well, it’s not completely a lie. We are friends; it's not like he's my boyfriend or anything. Before I know it, we’re already at the top of the third flight of stairs. The night we had felt like a mediocre date, ending in the guy walking me to my door with hopes of coming inside. The sexual attraction certainly was there, although mentally it felt like we were not on the same page. Suddenly I feel nervous.

ARDEN The gymnasium was so loud it felt like the floor trembled with every cheer. It was the grand finale of the Academy Wars. Only five academies remained. The rest had been weeded out over the past few days. Now, the final round had begun—the Death Match. The five schools sat on different podiums, each of us armed with a blank white board and markers in hand. The rules were simple: answer quickly and answer correctly. Get it wrong, and you’re out. No lifelines. No second chances.

Now, he had taken advantage of our proximity, skillfully shifting the vulnerability to me, “Join me tomorrow.” My brow raised, “For what?” “An academy game event,” He leaned closer, reaching for my ear, “For couples.” Instantly, I flushed, “What if the students see me? Plus isn’t the event organized for students?” “They won’t see you and yes, it is mainly for students although anyone can enter.” “That’s even worse, dear lord. Would I be competing with students? I couldn’t do that.” Still, he seemed determined, “Don’t worry, I’ve got that covered.”