Games Like Sorry Novels & Stories

"When I heard that Mable wanted to break up with me, I couldn't accept it in that moment, and I lost control of my emotions. That's why I…" He paused before continuing with difficulty, "I did something so unforgivable to you. It's all my fault. You can hit me or yell at me—I deserve it." On his face was the picture of sincere remorse, but inside, he was thinking, "How troublesome. It was just one night, so why is she looking like she's about to burst into tears? Although… she wasn't half bad." A surge of anger rose in me. As expected, they were all cut from the same cloth! My younger sister, Mable Munroe, faked her illness to scam money, and her boyfriend, Kyle, faked being poor and disabled

"The Vesper persona isn't a game. It’s a shadow network that currently holds the decryption keys to every single asset Thorne Industries owns. If I don't check in with my broker in exactly twenty minutes, an automated script drops your entire architecture into the open market." A slow, terrifyingly beautiful smile curved his lips. It wasn't the smile of a businessman threatened with ruin; it was the smile of a monster that had finally found a worthy hunt. "Let it drop," Malakai murmured, his thumb slowly tracing the frantic pulse point on my pinned wrist. "Let the whole empire burn to ash, Aria. I can rebuild a corporate structure in a fiscal quarter. I can’t rebuild six months of losing my

I walked to him and told him I was sorry but it was just one night to me and I really didn’t want us to be more. I had not outright rejected Drake just in case I was wrong. If a mate is rejected they rarely find happiness in life and many do not live long after the rejection. I could not put either of us through that just in case I was wrong. Besides, I haven't finished playing my game yet. I was here to hurt him, yet when I did even the slightest I felt hurt and in pain. I wasn’t sure if I could go through with making him love me and hurting him. I needed an escape, a distraction, anything to take my mind and my heart off of Alpha Drake. I needed to think and in the meantime I would try to

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was filling the air as more and more people came and said it. “What in the hell is going on?” I asked completely confused. The question was really to myself, but a young boy heard me and responded. “We’re here for the I’m Sorry Alicia. It one of the rarest Monsters that the game has introduced. Nobody has even heard of it before today.” “The I’m Sorry Alicia?” I asked. “What the hell is that?” But the boy was gone, replaced with another person speaking the words and attempting to catch the creature. Within seconds, the entire park was filled with people. They were all holding their phones, cramming up against my chess table. They all kept saying, “I'm Sorry Alicia,” into their phones and the

“Like you don't deserve it” “I am sorry” “ I'm not interested in your stupid games!” I didn't like the way he said sorry. It seemed forced. It didn't sound genuine at all. “Game?! What game? How many times do I have to repeat myself to you that I am sorry?” I glared at him with contempt. He stood up from the bed and began pacing the room, tugging irritably at his already unruly black curls. “Look, I know I've made things incredibly awkward between us, but please believe me when I say that this isn't a game”

I’d thought Alpha Harlan might be different, might help, but he was just like the rest—cruel, uncaring. I couldn’t say anything else. My voice broke as the words spilled out in a rush, desperate and pleading. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry,” I sobbed, the apologies tumbling out like water from a broken dam. “I was just scared. I was scared she was going to kill me.” Tears streamed down my face, hot and unending. “I was scared because of the game,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “The game that’s about to be played.”

Sadie wasn’t even pretending to watch and Brook just sat quietly like he always did but Jay could tell he wasn’t enjoying it either. “That’s it” Jay said as he put off the tv. “Too boring for a Friday night…we…are going to play a game” “What game? it’s late” Sadie replied. “Truth or dare” Jay said with a smirk on his face. “Come on Jay, we’re not high schoolers anymore” she replied with an eye roll. Then she noticed. Brook raised an eyebrow like he was interested to see what happens. “Don’t tell me you’re-“ Sadie said to Brooke before Jay cut in…