Infinite Games Book Novels & Stories

I was amazed. Susan came first this time, crying out as her orgasm hit, hips jerking against Camila’s. Camila followed seconds later, moaning Susan’s name as she ground down hard. The game had officially crossed the line from playful to full-on orgy. The room was still thick with the scent of sex and expensive perfume. Susan and Camila were still panting on the rug, their bodies glistening with sweat, pussies visibly wet and swollen from their intense scissoring session. Camila’s fingers were still lazily circling Susan’s clit as they came down from their orgasms. While the rest of us watched in stunned, aroused silence.

“There are so many reasons why you being in my company would be advantageous,” My voice was tight, “Care to elaborate.” “All in good time.” I huffed and put on my business boots ready to kick down whatever plan he had in mind, “Well Mr Emerson, it appears that you might actually need me, which as you will know in the business world gives me a significant amount of leverage,” I had pressed the buttons, opened Pandora’s box as I heard a cold voice respond. “You are playing a dangerous game, Miss Laurence,” “Oh really, Mr Emerson,” my voice was coy, “I thought you would be used to playing dangerous games. You seem to do it so well with all your rivals or should I say, enemies.”

*Then the game continues. And the board expanded outward, infinite tiles stretching into the abyss, each glowing with possibilities yet unplayed.

The zero-sum game, a concept in game theory, implies that in any situation involving two or more players, one player's gain is exactly balanced by the losses of the other player(s). Thus, the total sum of gains and losses among participants is always "zero," eliminating any possibility of cooperation. The streets were lined with trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground as the brilliant sunshine peeked through the leaves. A black Lincoln was parked by the curb, with the occasional pedestrian strolling by on the sidewalk. It seemed like an ordinary day, except for the two bodyguards in dark suits standing conspicuously in front of the Lincoln.

Anna’s fingers trembled as she read the page aloud: “The Reflection Game was not born from this world. It is a game of the immortals, a test for those who seek ultimate power. The mirrors are not merely reflections—they are doors, gateways between worlds. The game never truly ends, for the mirrors are eternal. The reflections are merely waiting for the right time to come through.” The room seemed to grow colder as she spoke, and the shadows began to creep towards them once more. Anna closed the book quickly. “I don’t know if I can keep doing this. What if we’re in too deep? What if we can’t stop it?”

* *"Killian has completely lost it. Anyone who goes in now is just feeding the meat grinder." I didn't cry. My tears had run dry long ago. I took the phones of all my dead relatives and pooled their remaining points into my account. A total of 90 points. I looked at the items in the System Store: [Peerless Beauty]? Useless. [Infinite Wealth]? Useless. [Invincible Strength]? Also useless. As long as you are an "Outsider," as long as you are there to "conquer" him, you are his enemy.

Sandy was shooed under the table waiting for the game to start. "It's a hundred dollar buy in, Dan," Chen explained, shuffling the cards. "It's all the money you get. You go bust, you're out. The slave auction after is only with the chips you still have. Dealer names the game. We tend to go with shorter games now like five card draw and stud to get to the cock sucking faster, but it's definitely your choice when you have the deal. We don't play games like high or low Chicago because there's no way to split the cock sucking in a fair and equitable manner. Any questions?"

He saw me as worthless trash and just a way to kill time, or worse yet, a stepping stone to get his ex back. Hearing him say he loved me now only made me feel nauseous. It was so fake I could hardly stand it. He reached for me, trying to pull me into his arms, but I stepped back and wiped away my tears. I glared at him and growled, "Isaiah, your acting skills are seriously impressive." He tried to play dumb. "Honey, what are you talking about?" I grabbed my phone, opened the photos I had saved from the night before, and choked out, "Isaiah, are you done playing your games?"

Dad repeated. My fist clenched tightly. Lorelei has never shown interest in taking part in the King’s game so I was never worried about her until now— this completely changes everything. Only one more game before we reach the finals but now, I might die in that woman’s hands before I even advanced further. “She won’t be accepting this challenge” Aiden told Dad as if that was a given. None of them supported the idea to go against that woman. The goddess of death. She was called that because whoever stood in front of her always ends up losing their lives. No one ever wanted to cross paths with her. She was ruthless in every game she played, merciless against her enemies, stronger than even mos

"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