Gal Game Novels & Stories

“Who are the other players in Cairo?” “Players?” he asked. “I do not know this term.” “I think you’re being deliberately unhelpful.” I sighed. “To me and Gamal.” He muttered something in Arabic. “Players in what game, American?” “Trafficking,” I replied. “At a similar level to Zahur.” Killian met my gaze with a ghost of a smile. He’d finally caught up. Stan had been right all along. We just needed enemies on Zahur’s side of the map, and since we couldn’t buy them at the store, homemade would do just as well.

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

He asked worriedly. I shook my head and explained to him. “My back pain is killing me right now, it’s the side effect of being pregnant,” I said. He nodded looking in relief that it was not serious or whatsoever. Then we heard a yelling voice from downstairs, both of our foreheads creased and we looked confused. Tobi walked by my side downstairs when we got downstairs, we heard this yelling voice from the outside. “What’s going on outside?” Tobi asked the guards. “There’s someone named Calvin on the gate, asking for Miss Andrea. According to him, it’s important and that it’s about school work.” the guards said.

I met his gaze squarely and said coldly, “You know that she’s my girlfriend too, huh?” I took out my phone and showed him a hotel billing statement, and it was billed to the supplementary card I had set for Naomi. “You can’t even pay for your own hotel room to sleep with another woman? You should earn enough money for a vasectomy instead.”

Finally, next to Eddie are Ariana, Allison, and Raisa, with Raisa conveniently sitting next to him. "There's this game called Picolo, it's an App on my phone. I put the names in and it tells us what to do. I'll read and you just have to do as I say." Isabella explains. Matteo is too drunk to understand any rules for any game, so being told what to do and when to drink is convenient.

"You guys can join them now. Don't leave any traces." The men gasped in horror. "Gamma. How will you enter? The Alpha's men are all over the hotel and they want you caught!" "Don't worry about me. Join them and let them think they're still winning. Arrange a slut to my room too" "What do you think..." I ended the shared call interface by pressing the side of the helmet. Muttering a few lines of spells, I geared the bike and approached the hotel. The men bowed as usual, nothing seemed out of the ordinary to any onlooker.

I repeated, since I got confused with the name… "Yes, it's basically like Killers and Targets. Let's see, You are going to be an FBI agent, and I'm going to be the killer… I want you to find out my crime… but there is a twist, you need to be blindfolded while investigating…" she said. I nervously laughed, as the way she said how to play the game is kind of suspicious… "Did she already find out my identity?" "Come on, one game wouldn't hurt… I promise," she said and smiled cheerfully. Before I knew it, I nodded in reflex.

“I told you not to do that!” He snapped pushing me into the janitor’s closet that had become our normal meeting place. “I’m the captain-” “I don’t care!” He spat. “You will do as told or else-” “Or else what Diego?” I challenged. “You will get yourself and your little friends killed.” When Sienna Leighton exposed and got the school’s golden boy expelled for fixing her polo team’s matches, didn’t just win herself the captaincy, she also put a target on her back from the mafia family running the betting ring. Now, their heir, Diego Morozov has transferred to her school and is in her team to make sure they don’t lose any more money thanks to the self-righteous princess. They hate ea

In a freezing cold tone, Gali replies into the device, “Tell his ears that my boots are super busy today. And remind his old brain to spend less time chasing pack resources and more time looking after his wild daughter.” After hanging up the line, Gali strides with big steps toward the main wooden building. The servant announces at the door, “Sir, the female lead is waiting for your armor inside the main hall.” “I know,” Gali mutters back. Hearing the heavy boot thuds outside, my heart knows Gali has arrived. My nerves tighten super fast, my fingernails digging deep into the flesh of my bare palms as a silent reminder to keep my inner wolf completely calm. But right as Gali’s large hand reac