Game Of Romance Novels & Stories

The next morning, Gregory and Craig had dressed up, and entered the living room, they heard Jane and Zoe talking about the game "Can you imagine, after she said she is not interested in the game now she wants to dive into it and they said that, if you win, you go on a date with the winner and if you lose you go on a date with the loser, you don't change your partner has a winner?" "What? What is even wrong with the low-life prostitute?" Jane said

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The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

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Renee's expression changed as she looked at Toph, chuckling lightly, "Playing games all day long… Be careful not to let it consume you!" "Renee, you don't understand!" Desiree laughed, "This game is called God of War, and it's incredibly fun! You start as a small soldier and gradually rise to become a general, expanding your territory step by step. The game tests your patience, perseverance, strategic thinking, and more! "Heh! Maybe you won't quite understand anyway since most girls like you don't enjoy playing military games." Renee glanced at her. "Aren't you a girl?"

"It's just that I don't know if I can even look at Stephen. I don't think I can go as a spy into his house now." Rhonda sighed. She turned around and looked at Emma. " I can understand how complicated this is for you but you need to be strong Emma. Life is not a fairy tale. Life is a complicated game. We are like players in the eyes of God. He puts a game in front of us and watches it. It's up to us, how we play it. You can be a Sonya blade or you can be the evil Shang Tsung." "This is different Rhonda. Has there been anyone who broke your heart?"

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Then, around ten or so, Genevieve called everyone into the garden. “Time for something fun,” she said with a gleam in her eye. “We’re playing a game. Le jeu des amants. The Lovers’ Game!” The guests laughed and clapped like it was some inside joke, while I tried not to grimace. Genevieve explained the rules with a flourish. Couples would be randomly paired to answer intimate questions about each other—favorites, habits, pet peeves. If both partners answered the same, they’d score points. The couple with the highest points would win a prize.

My body thrums with excitement. He takes my hand again, leading me to the game consoles. “Okay Izzy. You pick out three games, I pick out three different ones, and we play, whoever wins picks the movie.” “I already let you pick.” “Yes, with a condition.” “You really want to watch a romance movie? It’s full of delusions, fantasies!” He gives me a smile, “Much like the ones you watch yes?” My mouth opens and closes, trying to defend myself saying it’s not the same, mine’s different, better, but I also just called them fantasies.