Killing The Game Novels & Stories

I will kill you😡😭"I shouted "And to you Xander,I am taking my life because of you which means you are the cause of my death"... I closed my eyes and brought the bottle closer to my mouth..I am gonna show Xander I am not joking ~Xander~ I can't afford to loose Kerry and even before she die,She is already accusing me of her death.. I dont wanna add to my sorrow.. I staggered to the Curtain and opened it walking into the main room I am loosing all the strength in me coz I have been bleeding

even was. It told me: [Conditions unmet. Mission will initiate upon sufficient capability and target reacquisition. Program will remain active until completion.] Because it had no emotions, it gave me books—endless books—to study. I crouched in front of her, the hatred in my eyes no longer hidden. "I wanted you dead. How could I ever fall in love with you?" With that, I got on my bike and sped off. The private investigator, Callum Vance, whom I hired also sent me good news.

Meeting Dante. Life events, big and smalI, that'd shaped me into who and where I was today. How many more of those did I have left, if any? Pressure squeezed the oxygen from my lungs. Get down. But I couldn't. Thud. Thud. Thud. He was here. The last thud finally kicked my fight or flight into high gear. My body jerked, a gasp of life in the face of death, but it was too late. The cold metal of a gun pressed against the underside of my chin.

I have read a lot of novels where highschool student trys to play a game at a party but disaster always happen after that. I won't be a part of this game, i rather watch and entertain myself. I saw Kelly smiling already... "Is it truth or dare?" Kelly asked the girl "No! Is a new game...is called paper spreading...we use to play the game a lot in my former school. Don't worry; it will be fun." She said and smiled "Then let's play the game, the guy i saw her kissing earlier spoke. " who is in? She asked...don't worry about the rules and how the game is being done; I will explain everything. " she added

A person appeared by the large tree ahead, and before he could react, he heard a gunshot. Then, his avatar turned grey. He was killed! And the one who killed him was none other than Z! As Frank was eliminated, John in the audience took a sip of his water, feeling satisfied. "Well played," he thought to himself. Frank stared at the capitalized "Game Over" on his computer screen, almost ripping out his green hair in frustration. Did he dye his brain along with his hair? Does he really need to worry about it himself? Great, now he's given away his victory to someone else.

She paused to look at us. 'One of us' I thought to myself as I turned to observe the whole classroom if anyone was missing but she broke the shell. "We lost Ken last night," she continued with a sad expression on her face. "Ken!!!!!!" The whole class chorused in unison as I and Bethel turned to face each other in disbelief. Now it makes sense the game is behind their death. I killed him. It's not an ordinary death. The game is the main reason behind their deaths!

I stood up from my seat and walked to where he was sitting, looming over his frame, I released the smoke on his face. "So you want to kill me as my punishment to hurt your brother's reputation?"He raised his eye balls at me, the fear of death was visible in those black pupils. "If I wished to kill you, I would have done it a long ago, dear friend but you know..."I took the support of table to balance my body,"I love to play games. I don't like the direct way to finish my enemies. Come on, there's no fun in killing at a stance."I crushed the butt of cigarette on the table.

“Do you know what the game is?” I frowned and shook my head. “Let’s call it . . . Terror of Survival. In that game, we needed to kill each other to survive and get the reward. So, they ruthlessly murdered each other in front of my eyes while I couldn’t do anything because I was doubting the bastards about the reward they were saying. Who knows if that reward was a deathless death? He shook his head.

she flashed a seductive smile at David and took a gentle sip from the wine glass on the table. She returned the glass to the table gracefully and flashed me a mischievous smile. "It was Lotte Corps, Yes. But it also wasn't the one that handled FireBound and Death Games, the top movies on N*****x." I retorted and glanced back at David. His eyes were glancing back and forth at the both of us. We were already messing with his head, probably. But who would it be? I couldn't afford to lose to this woman.

The eighth time I catch Philip Mumford cheating on me, he pours a bottle of concentrated disinfectant over his groin. "Happy now?" Amid the wreckage, his face is deathly pale as he looks at me like I'm the one who has lost my mind. It's the first time he's ever backed down. I stand frozen, clutching a piece of broken porcelain, suddenly feeling completely lost. During our worst fight, I strap dynamite to myself and his mistress, forcing him to choose between us. In response, he has himself and my parents tied to five semitrucks chained together, then smiles and asks if I still want him to choose. That's how we spent ten years torturing each other, neither of us willing to give in, bac