Joker Game Novels & Stories

“You’ll punch me and land back in holding? Save the macho routine, Rambo.” He stared out the window, jaw clenched. Then, slowly, he turned his head. “You think just ‘cause you wear a suit and parrot orders, you’re better than me? I’ve been in this game longer than you’ve been relevant.” “You’re right,” I said coolly. “But being in the game and winning are two different things. You fight like a dog. Storm plays like a king.” “And you?” he snapped. “What are you? His jester?”

Her voice rose clear in his mind: *"You're my little Joker." The words startled him so much he nearly spoke aloud. It felt as though she were truly speaking to him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the deck of cards, flipping through them until he found the Joker. Above the word, in his mother's handwriting, were the words *"You're my little."* Jack ran his finger across the letters, feeling the faint impression in the cardstock. Something tight in his chest began to loosen. He let out a breath, then found himself laughing quietly. Anne glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "Are you okay, dear?"

He scowled but Jake's expression remained indifferent. "Calling for backup...." He said and immediately, two battle jets flew out of the dark clouds and more soldiers jumped from them, making the battle ground with equal players. A maniacal glint flashed across Leonardo's eyes as his grin increased, enjoying the whole game. And for once, The Joker met his match! "....and control." Jake ended and pressed a similar device which made the rest of the motion sensors on the ground totally disappear. The Mob boss's evil grin uncontrollably deepened.

"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!

It seems that I'm not the only one who doesn't like Megan's existence here. Megan started writing a number on it, then she tore the paper into seven pieces and folded it. "The one who gets the number 1, will be the Joker. He who will hide something. And let's play together, later." Megan smiled, and walked over to Ozgur. Ozgur immediately took one of the papers, then me, and so on until the last Megan. At that very moment, we opened the paper together. Jennifer smiled. "I am Joker!" Her said, kissing Fortino's lips. We were about to start the game, but suddenly Greg's cell phone rang, he received the call.

He’d fucked this one himself a few times, and she barely acknowledged him as she kept moving on Trigger’s dick. “Bad time?” Joker said. “Nah.” He slapped the blonde on the ass. “Not really into it, anyway. Fuck off, bitch. Maybe later after a few drinks.” She shrugged, climbed off Trigger, pulled down her skirt. She wandered past Joker and he stood aside, giving Trigger a few seconds to get rid of the rubber and zip up. “So.” Trigger acted like he hadn’t just been balls-deep in some hellion. “What?” Joker shut the door. “Carter.”

Jane quietly gulped at the sight. From beside her, she heard Victor chuckling softly. "If you keep acting so nervous, everyone will immediately figure out where I placed the Joker card, stupid." "Stupid is uncalled for after what you did." Victor only laughed again, entirely unashamed. "What's the point of a game that's too easy? A game needs to be exciting. If victory becomes too predictable, then the entire thing becomes a loss for me." "You were that confident you would win?" Jane asked while lowering her voice.

“If you’re allergic, just say so. Lloyd didn’t know. Did you have to put him on the spot?” “I put him on the spot? I just said that I wasn’t eating it, and that was considered putting him on the spot?” I mocked them both. “If he doesn’t know that I’m allergic to peanuts, that’s fine. But what about you? Are you telling me that you don’t? “Are you seriously telling me you can’t tell that he’s provoking me?” The series of questions rendered Naomi speechless. I took off my matching ring and threw it at Lloyd.

He looked at me angrily. I looked away. “Rachel is this how you care for your friend?” He asked. Rachel raised both of her hands. “Chill man,” Jerome said, one of our classmates. Tobi pretended like he didn’t hear anything. “We’re going,” He declared. He faced me and made me stood up but I barely managed to stand up on my own that’s why Tobi assisted me into his car. He didn’t start the car. He was just sitting in the driver’s seat.

My mouth falls open. "We haven’t officially met; I’m Joker. I like to bite parts of people off and burn ‘em while they are alive, so it's easier to skin ‘em. Sometimes, I like to give ‘em adrenaline to keep ‘em awake while I cut ‘em open and pull out their insides. Which is ya choice?" he says matter-of-factly and grins, and I stare in shock. Ebony rolls her eyes as if this is totally fucking normal. It's not. Even Wesley is silenced. Joker seems totally unphased by the guns pointed at him.