King Of Games Yu Gi Oh Novels & Stories

"I do not like games, merchant." "I am not playing a game, Admiral," Kaelen said, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "I am here to offer you a choice. You can continue to be my cousin's lapdog, her pet admiral, the muscle in her little play for the throne. Or you can be a king."

They looked proud and above all, authority and power floated in the air. I walked beside the King, arms touching his. The King looked at me, a brief meeting of the eyes and then his eyes went to his arms and then he stopped. "King Damien." The King of Latoli, greeted with a raise of his glass. I looked around and he was the only young King amongst them all. Damien? I looked up at the King, his eyes on the men that were seated. His name was Damien? I had overhead one of the maid, saying his father had named his Victory and for that reason, he has son every war.

"I raced drones. The reflexes from racing make piloting a mech easy. It's like a big game to me!" "Everything's a game to you, Kitt!" Alyx remarked, eliciting a round of chuckles from the table. "Alright, Alyx," Kedrick replied, "then it's your turn to play. Tell Dan here what you did to get so good with a long-range weapon." "Embroidery," Alyx replied. The table was silent.

he shouts which makes me jump a little, I take a final glance to Gray he just looked at the ground, now they've hit a nerve in me. "Now, I don't wish to offend you by calling you this whatever your name is, but I can only assume that you're rather slow sir, not physically but mentally" I join the conversation making eye contact with the guy, he sends me a confused look taking a glance to the other men "if you haven't realised sir, the kings father isn't king anymore hasn't been for quite a few years, so I don't really understand why you all seem to bring him up as often as you do" "We are just saying ma'am, that his father would be dealing with this situation differently to how the king is

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

I asked mostly out of curiosity. Nena gave me the same weird look she had given me when I asked her who the king was. “This is King Adonis, Vee, how do you not know that?” Was I supposed to know that? Fuck, did I really lose my memory? My head began to spin. I found a couch and sunk into it. What else was I forgetting? The handsome stranger squat in front of me, taking my hand. Normally I would snatch my hand away, but his touch felt soothing. Familiar, I dare to say.

Giordano stormed across the room, pacing around like a caged animal. “That’s Don Luca’s bloodline!” Mikey said. “Nobody touches him. Not even the cops. He's the goddamn king.” Giordano grabbed the whiskey bottle off the shelf and smashed it on the ground. Glass scattered everywhere. “She’s mine,” he growled. Mine Alone. He doesn’t get to touch her. He doesn’t even get to fucking look at her.” The boy in chains whimpered, “Please… I don’t even know who she is…” Giordano turned to him. “Shut up!”

His voice carries effortlessly through the hall, deep and commanding. “Today, you will not be fighting or hunting,” he announces, his gaze sweeping across us. “Instead, the people will judge you.” A flicker of confusion passes through the group before the meaning sinks in. I hear a few contestants inhale sharply. The king continues, his lips curling slightly. “These games are not only about strength and survival. The people must approve of their future queen. Your popularity will determine who moves forward, and who will be eliminated.” Whispers ripple through the room.