Insect Killing Game Novels & Stories

I pulled it out. Pablo grabbed Teresa and pointed a gun to her head. “I’ll kill her.” I threw the knife, it hit him right in between his eyebrows. Teresa ran into the back to the room. I looked around the room. They all looked at me. I blackout after a while, all I know is that everyone in the room was going to die for hurting my sister.”

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

Shane’s voice was steady, though his hands clenched tightly. “She looked out the window when the voice said not to. They don’t like it when you disobey.” “The what?” Shane didn’t answer her question right away. His eyes lingered on the girl with the rose blooming from her mouth, then slowly turned back to Farrah. “The ones who run this… whatever it is… they call it a game,” he said quietly. “But it’s not a game anyone wants to play.” Farrah’s hands clenched into a fist… “She’s dead, isn’t she?”

His hand raised in the air, with his gun pointing at Monet. "Oh, you shouldn't have done that!" With that, Monet released my arm before putting his gun against my temple. I froze, while Adrian's shoulders tensed visibly. "Put your gun down, boy! Or else, she dies." Monet's cold voice sent a chill down my spine. A muscle of Adrian's jaw ticked. "You won't hurt your own daughter." Monet let out a humorless chuckle. "Well, who knows if she really is my daughter or not. So if I have to kill her for my benefit, I will do so. So I'm asking you for one last time, put that gun down!"

Her pain was so vivid that anyone seeing the photo could feel it. I suddenly felt a chill go down my spine. A wave of grief and bitterness swept over me, and I felt like I had died all over again. That day, after getting out of the car, I had fallen into a hunting trap and died on the spot—both lives were lost. I gritted my teeth and looked at Enzo. He stood there looking like he'd been struck by lightning—motionless and not even breathing. He stared hard at that photo, and his eyes gradually became more bloodshot.

Eve said. She came to sit close to him, and she took his hand in hers. She smiled. "I really love your shirt." Elvin grinned. "Thanks. I was scared it wouldn't be your size." "So, the game we are playing, was it like the kind you and Lisa played?" Eve asked. Elvin slightly shook his head. "No. Yours is more complex. More arranged. Filled with more deception and seduction." Everybody was a pawn in this game. The entire city was like a board game. If Elvin tried to flee from her, Eve would lockdown the entire nation, and she knew the right people to call.

I Every tick of time, Fiel could feel the intense desire and wish that the game be finished already. Today is the third day of the Game and it was called, “Escape from Arrows.” Fiel and the other remaining five players were put in a big circle, out in the open field, and were told to run to save their lives while arrows would rain inside the big circle. Whoever comes out of the big circle alive would remain in the game. "Take the left side, Mister, more arrows will fall on the right side," it was a voice that Fiel suddenly heard before the loud sound of a gunshot was heard all over the arena.

It sort of looked like an exercise at night. All of us decided to play this British Bulldog's Game which in America was known as the Octopus game, where the first person has to catch the last person at the end of the tail. It was more of running and I had to catch my breath since it was my turn to run away from Jasper who was on the first.

They are surrounded with high walls, with some huge unfinished puzzles on it that will be their mission to this game, they need to find the other pieces and in the center part of the venue, there lying gigantic cages with massive snakes, hissing, crawling of what will they find to enjoy, there are ponds, looking so natural that you want to dive and savor the fresh water until you realized the raging eyes of the crocodiles that is always ready to attack when there's someone who trespasses, and tigers who are watching the every move of the players, just by looking at them you can feel their wild aura on how they will boned their prey. "Minerva." Zayden tapped her but he didn't expect the huge

I arched a brow instantly, wondering what this game was all about. “This is the magical flame of the Shrekers. Everyone knows the history as it’s said never to go off.” she added. “However, only the actual blood of a human can turn it off. This game tests how much each of you are willing to sacrifice to be respected as a breeder.” A beeping box was settled with her hands around it. “There are no rules in this game. Meaning you’re free to do whatever you want to quench your flame.” The Fox woman smiled mischievously, turning the beeping box on and saying, “Begin!”