Game Kings Rules Novels & Stories

Alpha Pharoah Kingtin looked at Princess Ameerah, whose expression suddenly darkened. “Father, that would not be fair! It was the rule of the game that whoever won and came out alive after the game would be given a free pass from this place, a yacht, and money. We should honor our game’s rule.” Princess Ameerah’s voice suddenly rose. How could this Alpha Pharoah be so cruel? He would even want to cheat Fiel, and worse kill him. She will not allow that to happen!

A young man who was seated next to Moreau looked from him to Adrea before he said cheerfully, “I love the pre-game hostility. Makes the victory so much more personal.” Adrea and Moreau both gave him a look and he seemed to shrink into himself. A dealer approached and did a brief mic check before welcoming the players to the Golden Aces Poker Games. “You’ll be playing an undefined number of rounds across six hours. When you are out of chips, you are out, and the players with the top twelve value in chips move on to tomorrow’s rounds. Remember—your table talk is being streamed, so keep it classy.” Aris hovered beyond the camera line, arms crossed, watching her.

They never dreamed that the game could be played like that. Looking at their shocked and terrified expressions, Jack smiled in satisfaction. “You all know the game, now let me explain the rules of the game. Your wrists, ankles, and necks each have a metal ring. I believe that you’ve watched the previous live broadcasts. There’s a miniature bomb inside, which is enough to break your necks. The key to opening it is placed behind the game. Also, in this game, your feet are free, but you cannot move your body. If this happens, it will be considered a foul. and the price of a foul is elimination!”

Another guard moved down the hall, already carrying out orders. “The game is called King of the Night,” Madame Du Bois said. “The lights go out for three minutes. During that time, women may kiss any man they choose. If a man is kissed, he must accept the mark. Lipstick marks. Visible.” Taren’s face went hard. “No.” Madame Du Bois didn’t blink. “Then you leave, and Kaela stays.” Taren’s fingers flexed around mine. He looked like he wanted to grab me and run, but the guards were there, and Amélie was there, and Madame Du Bois was watching. Astra stirred inside me, angry and alert, but she stayed quiet. She was waiting.

Rayvinn frowned at that, she opened her mouth to ask what she meant by that but was interrupted as the elder spoke. “The rules are simple, whoever gets the best Kills wins the round. I don't care which method you use in killing, but it must be in either of these contents. Rape or by draining, if you cut off heads, it wouldn't count. Either way, you must kill!” Another round of ‘aye' sounded. While Ivy felt her stomach churn. Rape? King will not do that, would he?

Ava grabs my arm and whispers into my ear quickly, “Are you sure?” I nod. “I’ll be fine. No need to tell my idiot brother or keep you dragged into this. Just go.” Jacob produces a deck of cards from his back pocket. “Simplified version of Kinds Cup. Just leaves the drinking part.” He waves at the bartender, who quickly throws together a large glass of mixed alcohol. God, that’s disgusting. “Only rule? If you draw the final King in the pile, you’ll have to drink the whole damn glass.” I nod, though the idea of that glass of alcohol makes me feel disgusting.

Their water guns now raised as they move to look at their Queen. “The rules are simple. The first one to be hit a total of five times is out. The last one standing is the winner and only then, may they claim their prize” says Isabella with a smooth smile along her lips. Her eyes now locked on each of her men as she watches them from a far. Lucus now purring as he moves to coo back. “Bring it on little girl. Just know that once we win, your ass won’t be so lucky.” “Big words for someone who might lose to a girl” taunts Isabella, her smile growing.

He suggested and Banner’s shoulder dropped in disappointment. He and Marvin started walking when Kai’s voice made their steps falter, “sit down both of you,” he ordered in a loud tone and his men quickly followed, “let’s play a game.” Kai chuckled loudly, teasing the hell out of the twins and swirled his finger around my hair unconsciously. “Mr. Kim, continue.” It was so fun, I couldn’t keep myself at place. “The rules are simple,” Mr. Kim began explaining, “you just have to say ‘of course’ to every question and if not, you’ll have to drink something you absolutely hate.” It sounded fun hence all agreed, some by will, some by force.

Insanely good looks, rich, probably from a moneyed family… well-endowed… I blushed a little thinking about it. …I think you got dealt a pretty GOOD hand in life, Mr. Connor Brooks. “I can’t bluff with the way the game’s set up,” he continued. “It’s a straight ‘best hand wins’ scenario.” “You made up the rules,” I retorted. “Well, how about this: before we reveal our cards, we have to decide whether to stay in or fold. If you fold, you automatically lose, but only one piece of clothing…” “…or one question,” I reminded him.

now saying it softer. "A game will occur tonight, so better be ready, don't worry the rules are simple." She said and glanced around to spot anyone nearby, "Killer and Targets, that is the most important thing you need to take note of. Killers will kill, Targets will run and hide. The Killers will be given a random assasination weapon and a target's information, while the Target will be blindfolded and tied on the hands. Each round of the game will end in three ways, first is if the target was able to name the killer in front of them, second if the killer was able to kill the target, the third option is if at 8 a.m. no one was able to kill the target or the killer in front of the target wasn