Games Like Cat Scratch Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING: DETAILED DESCRIPTION OF DOMESTIC ABUSE IN THIS CHAPTER As we all walked to the house, we tried to keep the conversation light while Isaac ordered pizza. I asked Lena, “Do you play video games?” She nodded, “I’m old school though. I like Tetris and other puzzle type games.”

"I'll tie you up in my room and we will play a little game. And if you make a sound in the course of the game, I'll punish you" I choked on the air on hearing that and quickly pulled my face away. "Honestly Dante my definition of fun is not the same as yours" My face turned beetroot red at his sly remarks. Dante laughed richly at my reaction and clasped his hands together. "Ok fine. What boring thing should we do instead?" "We can play a board game you know. Like chess or scrabble. Monopoly. Any board game" I listed. Dante stroked his chin for a while. "Scrabble sounds exquisite. I'll go get it"

Yet, I don't want to hurt him. He howls and charges at me. I see his claws coming but don't dodge it. It lands on my body and gives me scratches. He grips my skin with his fangs and sends me into the air. I collapse on the ground with a grunt. He pounces on me, snarls and inflicts several scratches on me. “Why aren't you fighting back, dude?” He mindlinks me again. “This is also cheating. You know that right. They'll think you let me win!”

Do you have a new one for me? Me: Of course I do. Ever heard of Sky Scrappers? Daniel: Wait, seriously?! That game’s impossible! I laughed and rolled my eyes. “That’s what you said about the last five games, Daniel.” Daniel: Okay, okay, let’s go. Invite me to your server. The game booted up and the two of us dove in. It was a team-based, futuristic parkour strategy game set on rooftops. Each level was more twisted and complex than the last, requiring insane timing and coordination. But somehow, I was flying through the ranks.

“You want to know what playing with me looks like? It’s this. Fighting like I’m some prize. Tearing each other apart and expecting me to pick which one of you I want to see bleeding first.” Demon swallows hard, but says nothing. John looks at her, eyes glassy, holding back something he’s afraid to release. “I’m not a trophy,” she continues, her voice lower, steadier. “And I’m not your excuse for feeling inadequate.” They all look at each other. It’s a battlefield. But Cat isn’t finished. “So we’re going to do something different tonight,” she says, crossing the room slowly, the robe gliding over her thighs like a promise. “A game.”

He snatched the cats and tossed them to the ground, kicking them like soccer balls. I could barely stand, but I still threw myself over them. "They're just weak cats. Don't kill them for fun."

During this period, “burrito” became an unspeakable word among the players. Because the moment someone said that word, a boss would immediately appear at their door. On the player forum, every post revolved around burritos. "Who on earth kidnapped this woman! The entire horror game can’t eat burritos anymore!" "Because of this woman, all the bosses entered berserk mode, and the player survival rate dropped below 10%!" "Please! Hurry and find this woman and end this!"

"Cat scratch fever is no joke." The corner of his mouth curved into a heart-stopping smile. He straightened his arm out, emphasizing that I didn't need to worry. "Don't worry about me." I tilted my head to the side, a question falling passed my lips. "If you heal that fast, why do you have so many scars?" Well, that felt insensitive to say out loud, but Kit didn't seem remotely bothered by it. "My scars are from wounds that would have killed me if I was human."

I don’t want to dirt his bed. "There's nothing like this in our village. I'm just used to street games," I said while looking at the words 'Game over' on the screen of his big television. "Street games, huh?" That seemed new to him. I turned to Luxious. "Street games like: chasing, hide-and-seek, heaven and hell, and more. It's fun especially when you have a lot of friends." Luxious went silent. "Why?" I was nervous at the expression on his face.

Georgie asked. “Yeah. I’ll sleep now,” Noah said. Right then, Catherine Batton sent Noah a WeChat message. “Do you want to play League of Legends? I’m missing a good Support here. So let’s form a team of two and accumulate points together…” “Hmm… Sure…” Noah replied. “Hurry up… Stop wasting time. Turn on your computer quickly,” Catherine added. “Okay…” Noah replied. “Now, I feel that League of Legends is more fun to play than Honor of Kings…” Catherine wrote.