Konge Games Novels & Stories

he pointed to me saying "This Is laura "that is Sophia"She added shifting his finger to Sophia Wow only him got it right Finally the game came to its end and Eunice said "The winner of this game is Xander Cole and The Woman,I don't know her name..The woman in the Temple..Both of them now have the opportunity to ask anything of the Cole's".. "These ladies must be related..They confused everyone"A man said from the crowd I and Sophia stepped down from the podium..Everyone was eating and drinking..The hired dancers was dancing to entertain Everyone

I say to no one in particular. I wait a couple of minutes for someone to reply, but there's just silence. "Um.. so I heard that club Bourbon Heat is having this like huge party, are you guys going??" I try again, thinking they must not have heard my first question. "Look, Klara I'm not Interested in you." Igor says suddenly, staring me right in the eye. "Wh- What?? Um, look I didn't mean anything like that..I know we're just friends and I'm fine with us just being friends." I say trying to convince him and myself.

That blade. I closed my eyes, letting the darkness behind my eyelids reconstruct the memory. The dark titanium alloy. The distinct, weighted crossguard shaped like a weeping willow leaf. It wasn't a modern tactical design. It was old-world craftsmanship, built specifically for close-quarters executions where Kevlar couldn't protect the target. Years ago, before I consolidated the Thorne empire, the eastern syndicates used to whisper bedtime stories about an elite phantom assassin who worked exclusively for the highest bidders. An untraceable phantom known only as Ghost.

River asked. "This game is the easiest one we have here. You should start with it, little fawn. I'll be over there working on something." He pointed to a desk and chair not too far away. With that, he stood up, moved the chair to a corner, and instructed. "Follow the guidelines, and trust me, you'll be fine.” Before walking to the desk and sitting down. "Never underestimate a woman." River declared firmly as she pressed a button on the console. The game's title. "Godzilla Kong Kill." Appeared against a vibrant background.

Who looks like some kind of freaking Adonis. "If you're interested," she gives me a look that conveys- and who wouldn't be, "there's a website solely devoted to all things Roan King. And there are some seriously hot pics of him up there to drool over." Now that my Roan-King-haze has finally started to dissipate and my hormone levels are once again evening out, my brows snap together in total disbelief. "Are you telling me this guy created a website so he can promote himself?" Oh, that's going too far even for a gorgeous football playing god like him. I almost wince at my own unchecked thoughts.

Nico asked calmly. “I’m not wrong. She had it,” Nero replied grimly, ignoring his last question. The silence thickened again. Nero leaned back. “My new wife is playing a dangerous game, Nico. With her constant denial, her new friend, maintaining her innocence—and denying any connection to my enemies. She seems to be courting danger. What do you think is her endgame? Do you think she planned all this?” “I have no idea. And what about her boyfriend, Don. You told her that you know where he is. Connor?” Nico asked quietly.

She mostly kept to the city, but she loved the sights of the colourful lights and brightly decorated stores that stood out in the gloom of the night. “What are you hungry for?” “Anything.” She answered, distracted by the teenage girls playing hopscotch in front of a four-storey building. “Anything.” He repeated. “Do you come here often?” "Not recently, but I used to." He pointed at her window. "There is a gaming centre down that road. In college, I loved to come over and play a game or ten with my friends." "What kind of games." "RPG." "Are you any good?"

*** 5 years earlier *** "Sir Mauro, there is an omega servant here to see you," Said one of his assistants, interrupting his game. Mauro Kuznetsov, who at the time was having fun playing a card game with his alpha friends in his hut, showed great annoyance. But knowing that he was the leader of his pack, he had to agree to meet the omega who was looking for him. Throwing his cards on the table, Mauro said, "Don't you dare play without me..."

No more blood spilling beneath his fists. His software company had already skyrocketed into the top fifty in the world—he had more money than he could ever spend. He didn't need this life anymore. He took a deep breath and reached into his car, grabbing his signature cologne and spraying a few pumps onto his hoodie before pulling it up. Time to go inside. The hallway leading into the underground venue was dimly lit, the low hum of conversation and distant laughter filling the space. Kane walked with slow, deliberate steps, his sharp gaze scanning the area.

Konstantin asked. “First, Kong has a reputation of twenty to a loss. In terms of strength, it’s evident he excels over Cross but his height and speed puts him at an advantage. There are also rumors that he used to be a fighter for rich gamblers in the underground but I think its rumors to entice fear to his opponents.” I explained as Konstantin smirked. “How about another bet Ebony; between me and you.” Konstantin said, his voice huskier than usual and fickle mannered. “It is evident that Kong has a reputation for a winner but he will lose.”