Little Space Games Novels & Stories

“I set up a memorial for our child in secret. Will you go and bring it to me?” Looking heartbroken, Leon could never say no to me. At last, no one was there keeping an eye on me. I picked up the teapot from the table and crushed the porcelain under the blanket, careful not to make a sound. I glided the broken shard across my aorta. The System’s notification rang in my mind. “Congratulations on exiting the world, Player. You have three months of life remaining in your original world.” Before I could open my eyes, the System’s voice cut through.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and thank you for joining me today. Before we jump into things and I answer your questions, I would like to first read off a list of our victims, followed by a moment of silence." I took the next ten minutes to read the names of every slain and injured woman followed by a brief moment of silence. "Thank you. As most, if not all of you are aware, the Luna Games was deactivated due to the presence of a viable rogue attack. In fact, two of the Luna Games participants were confirmed rogues." Loud shouts of displeasure and outrage erupted from the crowd. I held my hand up in an attempt to quiet the crowd. It took several minutes until order was finally resto

It was bliss. It was already past 6 p.m. when we got to the location. ‘A park? That’s your special place?’ ‘I mean, everyone goes to a park or has been to parks uncountable times.’ ‘Relax, Evans. You’re so impatient. We’ve not even gotten to the best part yet. Come on.’ He dragged me by my hands and ran into the field. He literally took me to the visual gaming section, where we had to compete with each other.

Six months later. Living in the underbelly of the city with Zero was nothing like the gilded palace Kai had built for me. Zero’s headquarters was a sprawling, subterranean bunker beneath an abandoned iron foundry on the edge of the industrial district. It smelled of ozone, stale coffee, and cold metal. Monitors lined the concrete walls, casting a persistent, pale blue glow over rows of servers that hummed like a low, breathing beast. But it wasn't a prison. It was a factory for a new identity.

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.

Max was left alone in the apartment, feeling a mix of relief and frustration. He had managed to make Irina leave, at least for now, but the situation was far from resolved. Their relationship was crumbling, and Max knew that it was time to face the truth. He walked through the empty rooms, each one a reminder of their shattered dreams. The apartment that was meant to be their temporary getaway now symbolized the disintegration of their future together. Max couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for the life they had once imagined—a home with a garden, a grill area, a pool, a spacious kitchen, an entertainment room, and a view of a lake, with plenty of rooms for their future children. A pla

But he had a heart of gold, he was probably the only boy I would let near my sister, ever. And that was saying a lot. “How is he?” I mused absentmindedly picking at my wilted chicken sandwich. “He’s great, he’s right here actually let me call him over,” before I could tell her not to worry because I didn’t want to disturb him. Another thing about Hiro was he was always working, always. He had a dream of starting his own game development company, and I knew he would make it one day. There was shuffling on the other side of the phone, “HIRO!”

Rachel said and drags me with her. We were now standing at the photo booth. “Okay, 1 2 3. Smile!” the photographer said, and we all smiled. I was about to move away from the photo booth but Rachel pushed Tobi into me. Tobi ended up being so close to me like literally, his face is 2 inches away from my face. “Don’t kiss yet, you too have to take a picture first,” Rachel yelled, making me roll my eyes at her. This bitch, she’s really having fun teasing me with Tobi. I smiled at the camera but Rachel just had to speak again.

A silly little game, that is all it was supposed to be but it turned to so much more. It was four years ago and I was fourteen. It was my brother's going away party. At sixteen male werewolves go to academy to serve in the military and prepare for their adult roles in the pack. My brother Bo and his best friend Drake were leaving the next day. The adults had already called it a night and the teenagers had somehow ended up in the basement playing truth or dare, typical dumb kid stuff. When it came to Drake's turn, he was challenged to draw a name from a cup and go play seven minutes in heaven with them. He drew my name. I had always had a crush on Drake and this was my chance. He was gorgeous

But not without side whispers, curious about the woman that came with the devil tycoon. The suffocating feeling in my chest had not fully settled. My gown tangled up with my heels and I stumbled forward. “Slow”. His grip on me tightened instantly, pulling me back to my side before I fell. As we got to the empty space, I felt someone coming behind us. Clap! clap! clap. “ I must say Congratulations to you”. I turned to the sickly disgusting voice and saw Vincenzo staring at me wide eyed, smiling, as he continued. “The game was such a good one. It's been a while since I've had so much fun. Or what do you think, Miss Grey?”.