Galge Game Novels & Stories

" She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens! Kelly was into the game already. She was looking alive and ready. Tala wrote something on the piece of paper and then wrote number one to ten on another piece of paper. I watched in curiosity as she tore each number and folded it. "This game is similar to pick and act, but it involves two participant." She added. She made us sit on the floor, as we all sat in circle. A bottle of alcohol was kept in the center.

If it was something that involved buying or selling, I was out! It led me to a game, “The Harvest”. “Howdy!”, a mascot popped up. Quite ugly if I might say. “Please add player name” “Uhhm…”, recalling what Laura had said about using my real name, I decided to use something else. “Farmer…”. “Please choose your weapon, Farmer!” “Weapon?”, I asked out loud seeing the guns and knives mixed with farm utensils in what looked like a farming game. It made no sense.

[Player Keal: Deceased. [Player Emily: Deceased.] [Total Wipeout. Remaining Adult Survivors: 1.] The hall was empty. I was the only one left. I looked at the bodies on the floor, then at the insane Alpha on the screen. The chat was still scrolling with vicious mockery: *"Tsk tsk, total party wipe."* *"This last one will go soon. Probably suicide, right?"* *"Killian has completely lost it. Anyone who goes in now is just feeding the meat grinder."*

They were even more intrigued now. The middle-aged woman next to her said, "Okay, let's gamble!" Gale agreed without changing her expression, looking very calm. "Okay. Well, if Joshua wins the championship, each of you will give one thousand dollars. If he doesn't win...I'll give you one thousand dollars each!" "Such a small bet. Why are you looking down at us." "Yes." "Gamble more." Gale laughed. They were sending free money to her.

"Garage. Working on the bike." "You sound like shit." "Feel like it too." I put the phone on speaker so Nikolai could hear while he grabbed his jacket. "Gala tomorrow. You're still in charge of the games and entertainment segment, right?" Colt sighed. "Yeah. I haven't forgotten." "Good," I said. "Walk me through it again. Security's meeting at ten for final sync." He paused, and I heard tools clinking in the background. "Guest arrival games start at seven thirty in the east lawn. Archery range with silver-tipped arrows for bragging rights. Knife throwing booth. Strength challenge with the weighted logs. Winners get custom medals, losers buy drinks."

[Ranking Up Status: 100%] [Ranking Up Complete] [Congratulations! You are now in a rank beyond human] [User: Gale Rushton] [Rank: Half Gile] [Level: 1] [0/100 Exp for next level up] [HP: 10] [Strength: 10] [Agility: 10] [Stamina: 10] [Skill 1: Locked - User needs to reach level 2 to unlock the skill] 'What is this? Why does it felt like I'm in a type of a game? And what's a Half Gile mean?' Gale asked unable to comprehend everything that's going on.

As on cue, the stage fires more fireworks as the floor on stage are slowly leveling up, revealing the hidden players from underground. Ashley has been nervous stunned at what she saw. Countless people are waiting for them and eager to watch their play, looking far from her, she saw more of her possible opponent on the game. She gets more trepidatious that her hands begin to sweat. "Let's give it up for JKR!" Says the host calling the team names one by one. " ZTBX, YRPY, BIG, KLY, TWO, NODH, SONE, RSTW, DNC, HUNI, TOPS, YROB, ZXGB, AXES, "

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

It's been over an hour now and just as I get as comfortable as I could be in this situation, there's a deafening scream with loud bangs, roars, and the infamous sounds of gunshots. I start darting my eye around trying to find something I can use to help get me out of here, but it's of no use. Mud won't unlock the chains or undo the screws of the cellar door I lay behind. So I pull at the chains trying my damndest to make them loose enough for me to free myself but still nothing. I mean what am I thinking? I'm almost 13 and have no connection with my wolf, if I even have one, I'm sickly thin and have no muscle to rely on

" I replied as I offered him a glass of wine. He drank from my hand as he took one of the bread and placed on my mouth. I moaned at the taste before I was suddenly picked up by the youths males and raised as they jubiliated. Darius laughed as they handed me to the women who quickly changed my clothes to be identical to there's and covered my hair before they explained the game. We would all cover our faces with identical outfits to test familiarity and intimacy. It wasn't a game to make or break the relationship, it was rather to build it and tease the men as all the men would play too since it was people with partners that played. The game started and I didn't move much, avoiding being the