Gerald's Game Book Review Novels & Stories

Her face drained of color, and she widened her distance from Lloyd. After taking a moment to compose herself, she put on a polite, professional smile and greeted Wendy. She said, “What a coincidence, Miss Clark!” Meanwhile, with mockery in his voice, Lloyd said theatrically, “No way, Lloyd. I can’t believe you’d actually go for Miss Clark!” He shook his head and sighed. “It’s just a game. Why are you taking it so seriously?” There was an underlying meaning in his eyes, and it made Wendy’s gaze turn dark.

"Have you read this? Twisted Emotions and Twisted Pride?" "Oh? I didn't finish it, but I can really say it's good, and the author is great at writing. I just wasn't able to finish it. It's the type of sensation where I can sense the pain in the characters' words every time they're throwing it. Damn, it's just one of my collections to support. Oh my gosh, I honestly can't. I'm also heartbroken, just like the characters," I said with a chuckle. "How about this?" She showed me another book, but Kaelyn interrupted by handing her a Bible. "Why don't you just buy the Bible? You guys are too much with that dark romance," Kaelyn snaps.

"You want another life so you can be with Theresa? Keep dreaming! You and I will be trapped here forever—watching each other suffer, over and over again. Hahaha!" The next morning, I woke up from that dream feeling a strange sense of relief like a blockage in my chest had completely cleared. I have always believed— What goes around comes around. Karma never fails.

Reid's mouth opened, but no words came out. “I don't know what kind of game you and your father are playing, but I promise you, you've picked the wrong person to mess with. One of you knows my past,” I said, my voice dropping into a low growl, “and when I find out who it is….I wouldn't want to be them.” Reid raised his hands in a placating gesture, his expression unusually serious. “Eugene, I know you're mad right now, and I'm probably the last person you want to trust, but listen—we have to leave. Now.”

"You don't know, do you? When the Labarres went bankrupt, your father had a hand in it." I didn't believe him. "Then why would my dad help you?" He chuckled darkly. "It's just a game of cat and mouse. Your family's the same. Aren't you trying to drag my father into the mud?" This guy seemed to know exactly what I was thinking, like he could read my mind. Eventually, they went at it. I sat on the couch, watching coldly as Zach got knocked to the ground by security. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and a gash appeared on his forehead.

"I think Bill would too, but that's not the way the game is falling." They started up again with an hour, forty left to play. Evelyn, myself, Reneé under the table for a full shift, Sandy for ten minutes to end the game. Evelyn got Chen and Regina to cum before it was my turn under. Jerry won a hand, but didn't cum from my sucking, nor did Ed. I left Bill hard, but not drenching my tonsils. Regina was close again. She was thrusting her hips against my mouth when I stopped and she said, "Shit". She needed to cum bad and probably would with the next winning pot. Reneé took over while I served drinks and food. I was serving Bill when another hand started, seven card draw, Ed's favorite game. I

“Come on Sara; I challenge you to a game of checkers.” “You are on!” She said following me to the game table. I noticed someone had put fresh wood on the fire and it was burning nicely. We set up the game and began our challenge. Galen walked out of the office and stopped short noticing Sara. He then looked at me, and I just smiled. “Hi, Galen,” Sara said. “Nice to see you again. Did you enjoy the movie last night?” Now Galen turned and looked at me with a quizzical look. I just continued to smile at him.

Probably a rebellious phase, but she was intriguing. I took her advice, I let Seyi be. Noah kept me company with a chess game. I taught him how to play, and after the third trial, he won me in every game. I started to get exasperated, amused and honestly impressed. This little boy with the one sided dimples was a genius!! I saw him reading the other day, Divinity and Logic by Stephen Hemmingway. Back on earth, Stephen King was a notable writer and Ernest Hemmingway was a writer beyond writing. The author of the book was in a reality I had no idea about, probably a rip off of both authors. But taking the book from Noah, I saw a few lines that made me realize exactly what it was.

For a split second, I thought he wasn't going to reply. " Hi." He said and focused on the book. Okay, at least we're making progress. " Um... What are you reading?" I asked. " A book?" " I... I know it's a book. Like, what's the title?" " THE GAME by Anjay" " Oh that...I've read that. It's a really good book." " Yeah... Don't tell me about it. I don't want spoilers." He said. " I wasn't planning to." I said, then kept quiet.