Interactive Google Games Novels & Stories

Day in and day out, she was either hit or screamed at. Just as I was ready to put the past behind me and embrace a new life, Mr. and Mrs. Burch came looking for me. They showed up at my esports club to block the entrance, staked out my company, and even tried to stop my car in the middle of the road. But there was no way they could break through the elite security Emery had arranged for me. … Half a year later, at Baymouth's largest esports center, the global launch ceremony for "Instant Combat"—a fully holographic game funded entirely by Fletcher Group—was held, with me as its chief designer.

“I don’t know what games you’re trying to play, but I’m not interested.” “Games?” Dominique asks, his voice deep and rich. “You seriously think I bought shares from a hospital that cost me millions of dollars just because I want to play a game with you? You can’t be that daft, Robyn.” “Then, what’s this? What do you want? Sex?” “Sex? Is that what you want?” Dominique asks, tilting his head to the side. I burst into a chuckle, still staring up at this man. Fuck, he’s corny.

Pyramus's voice always sounded like that on the phone. "Ibrahim here. We have followed our charge to the Paramount hotel. He is now in deep conversation with one of the waitresses here." "Which one is that?" "Beatrice." "Beatrice? Have we used her before? Do I know of her?" "You wouldn't know her per se. She is one of the waitresses in the casino. We have never used her before." " If we have never used her before, why are you worrying? Why did you call?"

Even the coolness that touched my back from the glass of the coffee table on which Ian laid me did not help to cope with the agony beating my mind and forcing me to accept his rules. The slow, unhurried caresses that I craved gradually became unbearable torture, because the alpha was in no hurry to give me the release that was so necessary now. I know this is just another game on his part. He wants to be a winner again. And maybe I could resist. But not at this time. Now only one thing was important to me. And I had to say it out loud: “I’ll kill you, Yang, if you don’t stop this torture right now,” she practically growled in helplessness in a breaking voice. - Please.

“One point five million.” A woman in a tailored emerald dress lifted her paddle, calmly but alert. “One point eight.” Another voice followed almost instantly. Then another. “Two million.” “Three.” “Four point two.” The numbers climbed too fast for an object whose history is supposedly almost erased. Within minutes, the price surged past reason. Seven million. I didn’t move. Neither did Vincenzo Romano. The dagger that was meant to be reclaimed quietly for Lola had turned into a competition….because people like to gamble when they think they’ve spotted hidden treasure.

Let the game begin. --

I try to ignore it, forcing a smile. “Great,” I say, pulling my hand back quickly. I turn away before he sees the flush in my cheeks. This is a game. Just a game. And now, I’m finally playing.

Finally, next to Eddie are Ariana, Allison, and Raisa, with Raisa conveniently sitting next to him. "There's this game called Picolo, it's an App on my phone. I put the names in and it tells us what to do. I'll read and you just have to do as I say." Isabella explains. Matteo is too drunk to understand any rules for any game, so being told what to do and when to drink is convenient.

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Zander 7 years ago... Knock, knock, knock. "Zander, open the door. We are about to head out." Great, just what I needed. "Piss off John, I'm not in the mood." That's John, the beta, my father's best friend, confidant, and the guy who does me father's dirty work. I hear John sigh, then receding footsteps. John knows I don't like the idea of this mission. I mean, how can I, when what they want me to do is help them take out another pack?