Kings Game Rules Novels & Stories

Alpha Pharoah Kingtin looked at Princess Ameerah, whose expression suddenly darkened. “Father, that would not be fair! It was the rule of the game that whoever won and came out alive after the game would be given a free pass from this place, a yacht, and money. We should honor our game’s rule.” Princess Ameerah’s voice suddenly rose. How could this Alpha Pharoah be so cruel? He would even want to cheat Fiel, and worse kill him. She will not allow that to happen!

The king’s brows furrowed as he stared at the pieces on the board before his gaze shifted to Darius’s expressionless face. Ever since Darius had learned the rules of the game, the king had never managed to beat his own son even once at this game. That didn’t keep him from trying over the years only to end up with same result. “You really never go easy on me…” the king said with a small laugh. “Do you want me to?” Darius asked flatly. “No…” the king muttered.

That bastard would win this round for sure, he was much stronger. “Lans, just follow my lead… okay,” I said even though my head was fucking blank and I had kids who were counting on me. I had never felt so pressured in my life. Not even by my own kids with Betty. “The game is to make sure you steal your opponent’s balls. The opponent with no balls at the end of the timer loses. There are no rules so yes, you can use force or whatever suits you.” The fuck? Our team was against Ken and his bunch of Alphas.

, concludes the sister, insisting on her innocence. “We are on a board and, like all the pieces, except the king, we are “disposable!” If I make exactly “the move” she is inducing me to do, I will put our lives in her hands... Stop for a moment and think about the rules of the game: When we hand over our king, which in this case is the son I have here, inside me, the game simply “ends…” all the pieces involved cease to exist... Even the powerful queen loses her strength, her courage, and... her life...!”

We stop when I hear my father call and we walk over to the group. “We are here because Prince on have challenged future Alpha Alexander for the right to be the next king of our kingdom.” Lina’s grandfather says out loud. “Rules are following. There will be no use of weapons of any sort. The battle will last until one is unable to fight by knocked out conceding or is killed. No one outside the battle competitors or the judge (which will be me) can stop the battle. Shifting is allowed. If the looser survives he is to denounce any claim to the throne

Said Noel. “It supposed to be like that, and you will experiencing real bullet sensation hit just like when you crushed by Landcaster before. It applies to me as well.” Said Cornelio. “Eh?! That would be so hurt!” said Alexa. “Interesting! Then how do we play?” ask Nathan. “The rule is simple. One, only using single shot to hit opponent. Two, shoot more than once you lose. Three, evading means lose.” Said Cornelio. Cornelio explaining the simple rule of the game.

“Trust me, it’s nothing like charades, and definitely not tame. We’re going with Kings, but I’m adding our own twist to keep things interesting. Every time one of us pulls a king, that person sets a new rule for the game, something that ramps up the fun. And for the rounds themselves, if you draw the lowest card or mess up whatever challenge comes up, the loser has to service the winner exactly how they demand, no questions, no backing out. It starts off light, but I promise it builds fast.” As the words left my mouth, my heart started thumping harder in my chest, a rush of anticipation flooding through me because I could picture it all unfolding, the way boundaries would blur and bodies wou

Sanjo said which immediately changed what Huxley think and then we proceeded on playing that game again. A quick explanation of the game is there will be popsicle sticks in a cup. Under them are numbers are written and a crown. Whoever picks the one with the crown will be the king of the game and then he can say any commands that he wants while picking on the numbers that were written on the other popsicle sticks. King's commands are absolute. That's the very first rule that should be followed when playing this game. "For those who will not comply to the King's command, needs to eat one of these chocolates," Sophie said as she points to the chocolate she brought. How could eating chocolate r

“Fascinating. Lucien looked ready to tear the throne apart. And yet here you are, locked away like a secret he doesn’t want to admit.” Rowan released him and stepped back, expression turning thoughtful. “Do you know what happens to male omegas who catch a king’s eye?” Caelan swallowed. “They are… removed. Quietly.” “Sometimes.” Rowan tilted his head. “Sometimes they become weapons. Pawns. Lovers. Corpses.” He smiled, all teeth. “My brother has never taken a mate. The law forbids it, you see. A king must breed heirs with a proper royal female. Anything else invites challenge. Rebellion. War.”

Brian took out a piece of paper and read from it. “For this round, we would be playing the game of... Chess” and there were applause and cheers from the people. The game of chess was one of the games the royals in the werewolf clan enjoyed. In this game, the wisdom of the kings are being tested. The way the game is played amongst the royals are quite different. They do not move the piece themselves but have two 9f their guards do the moving. The game is played with a giant pieces of chess and it has it’s markings on the floor.