Innocent Games Novels & Stories

I spent hours with the both of them, playing board games, not noticing how much time was escaping me. I don’t think I have smiled more; Grace was brilliant, such a beautiful, sweet girl, and it tugged at my heart every time she broke out into coughs, her eyes watering as she put on a brave face and tried to keep her eyes on her cards. “I’m just trying to get you to be sympathetic for me, so you don’t see this,” she slammed down a blackjack when it was about to be Corbyn’s turn, “coming,” she grinned, laughter bubbling in her throat at the look of displeasure on Emerson’s face.

Nudging my legs open. "Spread your legs for me innocente" he murmurs in my ear and a shiver goes through my body. I'd managed to forget about the steel digging in my butt until he said that. Out of curiosity, I move a little and I swear it twitches beneath me. A thrill goes through me until I remember what's at stake. My father's honor. If my future husband finds out I'm not a virgin, it could lead to war. I can't let that happen. I can't let this man do anything to me. But even as I'm thinking that my legs are opening on their own. He pushes the thong aside and runs a finger along my slit. A place where no one has ever touched. Myself included "Do you even know what it means to be this wet

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

Adam smiled, holding the flowers closely in front of his chest. He passed all those wolf guards in the forest easily without making any sounds and then hid in the bushes at the fringe of the pack’s land. Amelia was right there beside that vast green lake. She was standing alone, staring at the packhouse motionlessly, lost in her thoughts. Adam knew Darren must have gone into the packhouse alone to retaste his childhood. It was a great opportunity. Adam decided to play a little game with his beloved girl. He picked up a small broken stone from the ground and then threw it under her feet. Amelia was startled. She quickly turned her head and then saw Adam behind the bushes, grinning, waving his

#2 INNOCENT SERIES “What do you think you are doing?” He asked with his eyes getting darker with every passing second. “S-Seducing you.” I mumbled while fidgeting my fingers as his deep breath made the sensitive spot between my legs to throb. That wasn’t how it was supposed to be. It should be the other way round. “And who are you?” He asked as his lowered his head with his warm breath fanning my upper lip. I gulped as my body was visibly trembling. I wanted to run away but I couldn’t. His eyes had these magnets which were attracting every fiber inside my body towards him.

All the girls took their part except Clara, she was still silent in the corner of the room. “You, lil kitty! Eat! They don't like seeing skinny kittens!” The man said before laughing evilly and leaving the place, there was the sound of the door being locked from outside and Clara just looked down and cried. “Your crying won't get us out of here, it's been a week since you've been here,” A woman said, Judy, she's been there a month. She was desperate for her life, every week there would always be a betting event, where many VVIPs would come to place their bets.

A buff fellow, my God! There was a small table between them, and it had ashtrays and cigarette stubs scattered on it. There were whitish substances that I could swear was cocaine. What the hell have I gotten myself into? My heart increased it's tempo. "Is she really doing that right now?" The one with the phone asked with a slight chuckle and in a deep baritone. "Did she really just barge in here and literally been ogling at us, or is it just my imagination?"

Careful! Kiara was going inside when Viren stopped her and said,”Kiara” She turned to him and waited for him to speak, he said with hesitation,”Kiara, Pia is innocent and pure by heart. She didn’t say anything to hurt you. It was unintentional.” Kiara nodded, understanding what he was trying to say. Before he could say anything, they heard Pia’s voice,”I am sorry, Kiara.” She walked toward her and said, holding her ear,”I am sorry, I didn’t realize. I am very stupid. Viren was right about me, I should think before speaking. Please forgive me.”

“Redemption!” Damien shook his head, laughing. “Alright, alright. You got me.” They continued hopping from game to game—racing each other in a driving simulator, trying their hands at skee-ball, and finally teaming up in a zombie-shooter game where Matilda proved to be the better shot, much to Damien’s surprise. “Okay, now I’m impressed,” Damien said, lowering the plastic gun as their high score flashed on the screen. “You’ve got some serious aim.”

And somewhere in the middle of all this chaos, we found common ground. Verdantis. The new “eco-friendly” startup that had emerged suspiciously just as the environmental chaos around Whitehill peaked. “Blake was suggesting you guys buy it,” Florence said one evening. We were in a quaint Italian cafe waiting for our pizzas. “Which is a trap, right?” I replied immediately, sipping my espresso. “Exactly!” she grinned. I leaned in. “Who’s the founder again?” “Like Blake said… some 21-year-old frat guy. Jason Holland.”