Kings Game Rules Novels & Stories

"Didn't you just apologize for being rude?" Kori went pale. Dante drank angrily, still staring at me like I'd personally burned his house down. "Enough just talking like this," Nelson clapped his hands. "Let's play the Wolf's Game." I had no idea what that was, but a drink was shoved into my hand. My first drink ever, actually. Levi leaned close. "Are you okay with that?" "I can do it," I said. "The rules," Nelson announced, pulling cards from some ridiculous fur pocket, "are simple. Whoever pulls the joker becomes king for one round. The king gets to order one action from anyone."

The King was standing now too. He was hesitating as if he needed time to figure out what to do in this situation. Amaris noticed that the guards too were hesitating. They were waiting to see what the King did before making a move. Amaris did not think that this was an outcome that was planned for. After about a minute the King stepped forward and raised his arms in the air for silence again. It took longer this time for silence to fall. The guards stepped forward and posed a threat to some of the louder members of the prisoners who were celebrating more than was allowed. Nikos and Michalis were still in the arena. They too were looking up at the dais to see what their fate would b

“I propose we play fair. Best two of three wins, and takes Ruby’s hand. If I lose, I leave the palace and lose my title as Grand Prince. If you lose, you can either be disinherited or run 100 laps of the most famous river in the kingdom naked with the press live-streaming the whole thing.” Lucas’s face contorted in anger, “You’re insane.” “But, I have a point.” Caleb retorted, “Playing along is your best chance for a clean win, because under any other rules I won’t stop fighting you until this woman is mine and you’ve taken your paws off the kingdom.” “Fine then,” Lucas said, “The Alpha Ball, that will be the first competition. Whoever gets the most votes from the attendees wins the first ga

Angie foolishly replied and that was all it took. They spent the next few minutes hashing out the details of the game, trying to make the rules as simple as possible. The queen would be forced to start in the basement of the "castle" and have to make her way all the way upstairs to the safety of her royal bedchamber. Once inside, she would then have to make it to her bathroom where, if she could successfully shut and lock the door, she would be declared the winner. Of course, she would be faced with several obstacles. The first being the tri level house, or castle as they were now referring to it in the spirit of the game, would be totally dark with the power being turned off at the fuse box

“Oh my,” Zelda murmured beside me. “I bet you’re excited for your wedding night.” I felt my cheeks flush and elbowed her in the ribs, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Isaac. For a man who seemed to spend most of his time lounging around and attending parties, he was surprisingly built. The King stepped into the center of the arena, raising his hands for silence. “This duel will follow the traditional rules,” he announced. “First blood, or until one combatant yields. Shifts are permitted, but no killing blows.”

From Vera's point of view, Kevin looked like he was hugging her. "Look at your own dice number and remember the numbers. Now, there are five of us playing. We have to start shouting at six, and then you can call out whatever number you want. If someone called the number one already, then one is one, and following that..." Kevin explained the game rules carefully to Tianna and helped her to shout a few times. It was generally a game of guessing. In fact, it was not that difficult. Tianna understood the basic rules after playing only a few rounds. Because in the beginning, under Kevin's guidance, she really didn't lose a single time.

“Otherwise, this would end in a massacre.” I smirk, watching the young woman pouring his drink. “I’m just still figuring out how to replace you.” His big grin grows as he points his index at me. “Good luck with that, boss.” It is a real struggle to have them finally change the subject. They are rather determined to get more information about the girl out of me, but I’d rather cut my tongue out. Soon enough, we are talking about some idiotic sport again. We have only one rule at our weekly poker round, and it’s not to talk about business. A stupid rule that was introduced by Jenson, as I would not talk about anything else.

They all quickly got on their feet with the exception of dreadlocks, the anticipation for a good fight evident in their faces as they moved chairs away to create enough space at the centre of the room. King shuffled his feet slowly to the ring already created where Jack stood waiting for him, growing extremely uncomfortable. He could take on Jack, Jack was his size but then Jack was part of this dirty people. He would definitely have street fighting skills and would fight dirty. “Rules” dreadlocks spoke up and the room fell silent, “Only rule, try not to kill each other.” King wasn’t listening. He had his eyes fixed on the vacant space the men had left unknowingly that led to the front door,

Dragus stands again, silencing the crowd. “You may fight in either forms and the use of weapons is permitted. The first to submit or be killed will lose. The last one standing will be crowed king. Begin!”

He eyed the group, wanting the rules locked in. Jessica gave him a nod. "Exactly. And if one person guesses it right that your card is lower than theirs, that's one drink. Two people, two drinks. It's open season…team up all you want." Mark glanced down at the King of Spades in his hand and couldn't hide his grin. Without hesitation, he pointed straight at Jessica and declared, "Easy. Your card's lower than mine, guaranteed!" She fired right back, grinning as she locked eyes with him. "Think so? I'm saying yours is lower than mine!"