It All Starts With Playing Game Seriously Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

She didn't have any close friends either and slowly as time passed she became a 27 years old who stayed at home most of the time playing on the computer or reading in her library at home. Like any other day, Su Lan was lying in bed watching her favorite drama until she received a phone call. She picked up her phone and answered only to get hollered at by her mother once again with a bunch of questions like: "when are you going to get a job", "why don't you head out", and etc. After an hour of the same routine everyday she finally managed to get off the phone call. Getting in a grumpy mood she grabbed the bag of chips next to her and saw an ad on her computer. The title of the ad was "the mys

Chapter 1: Date a Liar Artemis, "This is madness!" I shouted while looking at the paper. My boyfriend, Jose has been holding for a minute now. "Totally!" he agreed as he aggressively holds his chin while remembering the words I just read to him. "This game really sucks, giving no choice to town's people but to participate and follow their silly rules!" I said and sat on one of the wooden chairs inside my house. We are here in the kitchen. We were having breakfast when this bad omen arrived!

Chapter 3 Clara’s POV. The game kept rolling like a filthy freight train with no brakes, the circle getting sloppier and louder with every turn as clothes started coming off in messy piles and hands disappeared between thighs, fingers plunging deep into soaked cunts with loud wet squelching noises that mixed with the heavy bass thumping through the walls.

“Whatever organ you land on… will be removed.” Once more silence. Except this was deafening. It was heavy, and suffocating. My stomach turned. “And yes,” it added cheerfully, “you might survive. Probably, or not.” Someone vomited, probably from irritation The doll clapped again, ignoring the young man like he was just acting. “Let the games begin!” “The first mini-game is the BLIND TRUST GAME." The floor shifted, pushing us to the sides. A massive chessboard stretched before us.

"Killian? That madman?" Someone in the chat gasped. "This is Hell Mode." "This Alpha has been betrayed by everyone since he was a pup. His own mother tried to strangle him, his Mate rejected him, and even his best friend stabbed him in the back. He’s nothing but an emotionless killing machine now." It sounded terrifying, but we had no retreat. The System opened the identity selection interface. Everyone started with 10 initial points. Cousin Chloe, a drama student at Yale, was the first to step up.

Queens in a chess game where men thought themselves kings. Amira sipped the champagne a waiter placed in her hand, letting her eyes sweep the room. Every interaction was laced with double meaning. A touch on the arm, a whispered word, a glance held too long. Alliances and betrayals danced in the air, hidden beneath the guise of polite society. Montez placed a hand on her back, guiding her deeper into the crowd. His touch burned through the silk, possessive and unyielding. She stiffened, whispering sharply, “Don’t touch me.”

He reached for her hand, eager to prove his sincerity, but she swatted it away. "No?" She sneered. "Then explain this. Your company has lost that Lumina deal, and your cash flow is tanking. Why are you here now?" She paused, taking in his pallor and evasion. The answer was plain to see. "Get lost!" She pointed at the door. "Now!" Zach blew up in shame. He grabbed his keys and stormed out of the bar. Shannon slumped on the couch, her head throbbing. In a haze, she flashed back to that blindingly sunny hallway in high school.

>Initiate Defense Protocol: Lullaby. The game was indeed not over. It was just beginning. And I was finally ready to play.

"Today we'll be discussing ancient mating rituals!" I slumped in my seat. The universe definitely had a sense of humor. [End of Chapter 1]

I whispered, smiling warmly at him. "You're right," he nodded, lying beside me. "So, where do I start?" he asked, flipping through the pages. "From the beginning, of course," I blurted out, chuckling. He laughed as well, flipping back to the first page. I moved closer to him, laying my head gently on his shoulder as he started reading the book. The book didn't start as Alexander expected. It was too spicy for the first chapter. "What in the name of God is this?" Alexander gasped, his eyes widening at the book.