Limited Extra Time Ch 18 Novels & Stories

Overtime. "Twenty more minutes of this?" Camila sighed, though her eyes were glued to the ice. "They’re exhausted, Isaac. You can smell the fatigue from here." "They won’t stop," Isaac said. "Not with what’s at stake." The first ten minutes of overtime were a grueling stalemate in the neutral zone. The wolves were playing a game of inches, neither side willing to risk a mistake. Then, the Bobcats' Brandon Scott caught a penalty for a delay of game—a desperate clear that sailed into the stands.

'Yes,' he snapped adjusting himself, and trying to smoothen his rumpled clothes. The cheers from the spectators became less and relunctant. Suzanne's father and brother could not believe what their eyes were seeing. The mother was all weepy, giving thanks to God for helping her 'baby to make it'. Kyle clenched his fists as he stared in righteous indignation at Suzanne. 'But according to the rules an extra thirty seconds will be given in order to know who would be left standing.' The Tifex announced from a safe distance. Suzanne, who was heaving a sigh of relief, turned to him and asked in disbelief. 'Say what?'

“Six minutes.” Eli paused, his brows raised in confusion. “What?” “You will kneel for six minutes.” Eli opened his mouth again. “Wait, what the hell? You can’t just—” “Ten minutes for countering me and fifteen for using a profanity.” “What?! That’s not fair! You—” “Twenty.” Eli sputtered. “But I didn’t—” “Thirty.” He shut up immediately as the fight drained out of him. He couldn’t believe his fucking ears.

One in front of me, one on my left, and one on my right. "Okay, now listen, shooters. There are three tables that you must finish in a period. The time limit will only be five minutes. Each of you must finish the challenge in less than that. And of course, scores will be deducted if your shot is missed or if it is not at the center. This means, even though you can finish the challenge less than the time limit, but your shot is not accurate, a deduction will take its toll" I nodded as I understand the rules and instructions. Fair enough. "Hey, sorry not sorry, but you'll be the loser today" I looked at my opponent, she was smirking at me. Tsk, she's so full of herself...

It was the first clear expression he had shown towards me and somehow I already felt victorious. “The fight ends when one of you gives up before five minutes or automatically when the timer buzzes,” Diana laid down the rules, “Or should I make it three?” “Make it three, I don’t want her getting hurt because of exhaustion,” Julia offered with a condescending smile but I didn’t intercede in between. She was right after all. I might not be able to survive longer than that if she was to use her full potential. “Alright, on the count of three. One two three!”

Richard Blackwood’s chair… Was empty too. Both men had vanished. A slow clap echoed from somewhere in the darkness. August’s voice drifted through the station. “Find them before the clock reaches zero.” A large digital timer illuminated on the far wall. 30:00 Thirty minutes. No explanation. No clues. Only a countdown. Amelia looked around at her scattered allies. This was no longer a rescue mission. It was a game. And August Carter had just made the rules.

“Thirty minutes.” The words didn’t feel real. They hit too fast. Too hard. Too final. Lila stared at the phone. Then up at Vanessa. Then at Ethan. Then Lucas. “They’re rushing it,” Lucas said. “Of course they are,” Vanessa replied calmly. “Less time means less defense.” Ethan’s jaw tightened. “This isn’t legal.” Vanessa gave him a look. “You still think this is about rules?” Silence. Lila inhaled slowly.

Though the people understood the time limit restriction, they were not sure what had to be done during it! “You will be paired with the person standing in front of you. Boy, girl. Your challenge, and remember this is for elimination, is to get your man hard and stuff any one of your holes!” “Does that mean they can—“ asked a dimwitted brunette. “Yes, ANY hole of your choosing!” “You mean even in the—“ “Yes! Any! There aren’t any points for being prudish, so do what you wish. The shadow lasts for roughly forty-five seconds. Get ready! It’s coming!”

“One last step before you’re done.” He smirked as he ran his tongue over the punctures, helping them to close up. A low moan escaped me from the sensations despite trying to contain it. My mate flashed me his sexy grin that always got me going, but now was not the time. I pouted with that realization. “How much time do we have left?” I asked Caiathus. “Forty-seven minutes until midnight, miylana,” he told me. I took a deep breath and pushed my anxiety aside because there was no time to deal with that.

The moment Felix heard that he'd have to leave the next day, a deep fear welled up inside him. Leaving this place was worse than death itself. "My record is three hours. Since you failed the first challenge, you'll need to beat my time by at least an hour, understand? And you can't pause for more than ten seconds, or it's an automatic failure." Going for four hours or even five wasn't a problem for Felix. After all, his physical endurance was more than enough. But something about this still felt off.