John Doe Game Novels & Stories

I awoke early in the morning and decided to go for a run. After my run I showered and changed into a pair of short denim shorts and a halter top. It was a hot day and I was going to be in the kitchen or out at the grill for quite awhile. I had my hair pulled up in a purposely messy bun and my feet were bare. I had steaks marinating, corn and potatoes already roasting and was putting a pan of brownies in the oven when I heard the screen door open and close. I assumed it was Bo and continued what I was doing. A startled squeak left my throat when I turned and saw Alpha Drake. He was standing against the door frame looking sexier than sin in faded jeans and a fitted t-shirt. Drake’s eyes were d

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!

Leave proof on the kitchen counter. She looked up. “What is this?” “A game,” he said. “We leave each other notes. Anonymous. You do the dare, you leave evidence, then it’s your turn to dare me. Keeps things interesting.” Alex turned the paper over. Blank on the back. “And if I don’t play?” Jordan shrugged. “Then we’re just two strangers sharing a shoebox who happen to have the same last name on paper. Your call.”

His response was a dull smile but inside, his thoughts were darker than the words he let slip. “If you’re playing me, Amira… if this is all some game, if you’re the snake Rhea claims you are… I’ll cut the smile off your lips before you ever use it against me again. And I’ll bury you so deep in the ground no one will ever whisper your name.”

He just doesn’t know everything. The car turns through a pair of gates that slide open before they even slow. Private airfield. Her breath catches. Floodlights illuminate a sleek jet waiting on the tarmac like it has been expecting them. It’s matte black. No logos. No visible registration. Just power. The driver brakes smoothly. One of the SUVs pulls ahead, security stepping out first, scanning the perimeter. Dante exits without looking at her. He doesn’t offer his hand. He doesn’t wait.

I don't miss how Dylan lingers nearby, eyes narrowing when Jeremy approaches Ella. After Jeremy walks away, Dylan walks up to Ella, and they exchange sharp words I can't make out over the echo of halftime announcements, but Ella's expression says enough—tight, furious, conflicted. Dylan gestures, sharp and defensive. Ella fires back, her hands slicing the air. It's messy, heated, and impossible to ignore. I glance at Aiden. His jaw is set, but his lips show a hint of contentment. The game has become his domain and for the first time Ella does not control every aspect of it. The whistle blows again, sharp and merciless.

END GAME Book Two in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I don’t know what hurts worse: my wrist or my stomach. The pain there is more concerning, and my wrist could be broken in two and my mind would still be on my baby. I know it takes a lot to hurt a baby this early in the pregnancy, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying. I flatten my hand over my stomach, looking at the spot where the guy was just standing. I’m shocked, scared, and unable to figure out why he looked so familiar.

One has nothing to do with life, living like a corpse only breathing with the pain in heart. Another one has everything still the peace is missing from his life waiting to repent for the sin he committed unintentionally. For what he should repent? Moreover how will they change their fate, amend their destiny when they are only mere player in the game of destiny that too when it is a cruel game of destiny? To know more read this book 'Game Of Destiny' journey of the Beauty and her selfish beast. Disclaimer : This book is purely fictional. All the characters are imaginary. The content doesn't support any kind of crime and abuse.

"Good morning, Joe." "Hey, I'm sorry I woke up late." I told him and sat down on the chair, watching them play a game. Joe cleared his throat. "The game looks interesting, we should join them and play," He suggested and we walked towards them and sat on the floor. "So what game are you guys playing?" He asked. "Truth or dare." "Argggh, it's really common and boring." Joe told them. I disagreed immediately. "In my opinion, this is one of my favorite games, it's also fun to know the player's secret and dare them to do something hard."