Gofs Plane Game

A headmistress, the head of the game, created this dull looking city in order to test someone's ability to survive without trusting anyone. The city consist of 100 participants and has their different roles. The doctor, killer, citizen and police. As she gathered the unfortunate players, her game began.

Five years ago, I gave up my research achievements for love. Then, out of the blue, Marcus Parker's childhood friend made her return to the country. Using the excuse of playing truth or dare, they did everything that couples did together. I reminded Marcus not to go too far, but he just gave me a helpless look. "Claire, if I really had something going on with Hannah, I wouldn't have married you." I watched as he chose to abandon saving my mother for Hannah Carter's sake. He even hung up on me when I got into a car accident. When I woke up again, I learned that my unborn child, who was not three months old, had died in my womb. I finally gave up all hope and handed him the divorce papers. "Marcus, let's get divorced." A month later, I boarded a plane bound for Andoria.

My marriage to Dante, the Moretti heir, was meant to be a union of power, an alliance of empires. But for me, it was also the real deal. Then his adopted sister, Clara, showed up at a party. She was wearing his custom leather jacket, straddling his prized Ducati, and she looked right at me with a smirk. "Dante says," she purred, "that I suit these precious things better than you do." My smile froze. Dante had her on a plane overseas so fast it was like she'd never existed. Five years later, the night before our wedding. I found him staring at the design for our wedding rings. He'd changed the engraving. The "Amor Aeternus"—Eternal Love—was gone. In its place: "Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa." My sin, my greatest sin. I took off my veil right then and there. "The wedding," I said, my voice like ice, "is off."

As the plane was going down, we discovered one of the parachutes was defective. In that life-or-death moment, Eugene Shaw handed me the last working parachute. I made it to the ground, but my illegitimate sister, Sharon Cook, was lost in the crash, her remains never recovered. After our rescue, Eugene kept his word and married me, fulfilling our engagement. The wedding was extravagant, but our marriage was a complete disaster. For six years, he lived with a searing hatred, convinced I was responsible for Sharon’s death. To him, I was a villain, and my life became a living hell. When we finally reached the end of our toxic marriage, Eugene dragged me back to the site of the crash, choosing to end both our lives in a twisted act of vengeance. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that fateful day, just before the crash. This time, I decided to give the chance of survival to the person he loved most.

The golden boy of high society once stopped a plane for me. And I? I once ran away while pregnant, disappearing for three years. We got married. Nine years later, a younger, stunning woman appeared by his side. She was vibrant and fearless, joining him in all his wild adventures. Meanwhile, I had become a stay-at-home mom, spending my days making sure our daughter didn’t eat junk food. My husband said in disappointment, “Elaine, you’re not the woman you used to be.” Even our daughter complained. “Miss Snow is smart, gorgeous, and makes her own money. But you? You just rely on my dad.” The next morning, I grabbed my ID and filed for divorce. They must have forgotten that at twenty-two, I had the guts to jump off a cliff into the ocean just to break free, and at thirty-five, I would still have the strength to start over.

A few days before my postpartum period ended, I found two plane tickets to Mirelia tucked inside Daryl’s wallet. I was secretly delighted. I thought he had planned a surprise for me. But on the very day I was supposed to recover, he told me that his company had suddenly sent him on a business trip. I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep—only to see his first love post on social media. [Finally fulfilled our promise to kiss at Saint Vyron Cathedral. Thank you, God. After all this time, it’s still you.] The photo showed the two of them holding hands and kissing. I didn’t confront him right away. Instead, I turned to look at my sleeping daughter beside me, then picked up my phone. [Dad, I've made up my mind. I'll take over the family business.]

some years ago Elias Ward was declared dead in a plane crash. There were no survivors, no body, just the wreckage and a thousand unanswered questions. Lucas grieved. He let go the only way he knew how: by breaking quietly every single day. Elias came back. Alive. Different. Wealthier than ever. And with no memory of Lucas, or the vows they once made. Now they’re strangers with history stitched between them, trying to make sense of the pieces. But something doesn’t add up. The crash, the silence, the secrets. Elias starts to remember bits flashes of headlights, a chase, a crash that wasn’t in the sky at all. And the closer they get to the truth, the more dangerous everything becomes. Someone didn’t just want Elias gone. They wanted him forgotten. But Lucas never forgot. He stayed. He waited. And now, standing face to face with the man who used to be his husband, he’ll risk everything to find out what really happened.

They say love can save you. But what if every love you've known only damned you deeper? On the eve of his wedding, the Alpha heir shares a drunken night of passion with two men — one his enemy, the other his future brother-in-law. Morning brings chaos, shame, and secrets too dark to bury. To escape a union he never wanted, he fakes a relationship with his late friend’s widow — the very woman who murdered her husband to be with him. But lies have consequences. And when the truth spirals into tragedy, he’s exiled, hunted, and presumed dead in a plane crash… until a silver thread of fate pulls him back to the very world he tried to run from. Torn between the rival who owns his heart, the man who wants to destroy him, and the ghosts of the ones he’s lost, he must face the truth: He was never the groom of one… He was the Groom of Three Sins.

“A-Are you the one who bought me?” Out of everything, this was the question that slipped from my lips. He looked surprised and baffled at the same moment as if he didn't know how to respond to my question, “Hmmm, not quite well, I know this is going to sound crazy to you but you are actually a present to me,” My eyebrows arched up in puzzlement, “Present?” “Yes,” Radhika was just an innocent kid when she was sold off by her father to a hell where she was treated worse than animals. She was tortured, abused, sexualized, and isolated from the outer world in a basement where she lost the hope of a better future. To get rid of her, they drugged her and sold her at an auction but when her eyes opened she was on a plane, in front of an attractive looking man who claimed her as his present but what was the truth? How she’ll cope with her new life, what it will bring her. A new start? Or another hell?

In the world of the shifters, males dominate every plane of the hierarchy. Be it wolves, jaguars, cats or any other species, a male is always the Alpha. Rhys Valkyer is the Alpha of the strongest pack in all of Asia. Faster and stronger than almost every other wolf in the country, he has never known defeat. But what happens when wolves that venture out too far in the mountainous regions of the Himalayas never return? It sparks his interest. Mikalya 'Mink' Carnel is the only female alpha in the history of time. Defying the natural order of things, she is the first woman to start a pack of female dominated wolfs. Fearless and stronger than even an alpha male, she is ready to defend her pack from any threat that comes their way. But when the two most powerful Alphas of the world come face to face, will it begin a new war for dominance or will they give in to the fierce attraction powering the greatest desire and passion both of them has ever experienced?