Game Elements Novelas e Histórias

Matteo has come home and now Kenzo is walking toward Caramel. "What do you want ?!" shouted Caramel, he still had the strength to rebel. He even threw some of Kenzo's belongings, who were in this room, such as a light sleeper, AC remote, and also a bolster at the man. So that makes Kenzo dodge left and right, for several times. He even bowed his body and growled angrily, when he saw that Caramel had messed up this room.

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

Father was talking to a messenger boy as I faced Gwen who was seriously thinking as she stared at the board on my desk. "The king." She responded. "Why?" I asked as I picked up the lonesome king. "Because the king determines if he ends the game or not." Gwen explained as I laughed. I sat down and placed the pieces and had all the pieces fall on their faces. Gwen came closer as I rearranged the pieces. "The most powerful piece in chess is the one who controls the flow of the game. In short, the player who wins." I responded as I used a pawn to checkmate the king.

Alpha Leo’s POV She looked at me with confusion in her eyes. She couldn't believe what I said for a moment as her mouth opened and closed on its own. “What… What was the meaning of what you just said? Games and rules? Why would an Alpha play games in his mansion? Are you going to create some gaming stations in the mansion where you and I will be playing games?” She asked, feigning ignorance, but it was clear to me that she knew that wasn't what I meant.

Before I could finish, Owen's fists slammed into my leg over and over, forcing me backward. "It's all your fault! You're the bad guy! You're bullying Mom! Mom and Dad fight because of you every day! Mom cries because of you every day!" I froze. I couldn't understand how I'd already given up everything and was still somehow the villain. I tried to explain things to him, but the little boy had completely lost control. He grabbed a glass from the coffee table and threw it at my face. "Ah—!" I wasn't fast enough to dodge, and the glass pierced my eye.

I am certain that all the color must have drained from my face as he just ended the video call. I pace frantically before beginning to hastily pack a bag. I would just leave surely I could figure this out. Suddenly I am running to the bathroom to be sick yet again. Laying on the cold tile floor with tears streaming down my blotchy cheeks reality crashes in on me as rational thought returns. There is no leaving a pack without permission and there is no way Drake will let me go. I have to come up with a plan and make sure I have the upper hand before I see Drake again. I am going to have to match power and wit with my alpha. If only I could talk to my old tormentor Drake and not my Alpha Drake

Not once. We walked back in silence. The others had finished eating. They sat in the grass around a strange pattern made of sticks and metal rings. Fen stood over it, jaw tight, as he tossed a stone. It struck one of the rings and bounced away. "This is impossible," he snapped. "Not impossible," Eldric said with a small chuckle. "It only takes skill. At its heart, it's a game built on magic. You place an element in each ring without letting them destroy one another. Fire too close to earth burns it. Water too close to fire puts it out. Those of us without magic simplified the rules, but it's still difficult. Ah. You're back. How is your knee?"

“Then we’ll play for it.” I arch a brow. “Play?” Her hand digs into her belt, pulling out a small silver coin. It shines when she turns it in her fingers. “Best two out of three,” she says. “I call it. If it lands on my side more than yours, my family walks free. If not…” “Then you come back with me,” I finish for her. My voice sounds hollow. Dead. It fits. She nods. I stare at the coin. This is stupid. A child’s game. But maybe that’s the only way left for us. Too much blood and ruin lies between us for anything else.

"Emily, seriously? This is when you are coming after I told you how important this check-up is for you! You are joking about your health and I won't be held responsible for it." "Doctor, please, forgive me and just tell me what I need to know. She followed the doctor to her office and the doctor told her to get on top of the bed in her office. She pressed her fingers on Emily's stomach, then she took her to run a scan. After about 20 minutes, they were done, and they went back to the doctor's office. "So, what is it? Any good news?" "Emily, I don't know what is wrong, but I tell you one thing, that child of yours is playing a silly game."

Let the game begin. --