Love Island Game Novels & Stories

This sort of series always seemed to provide her with peace, most times. However, her tranquil moment was wrecked when she witnessed an unexpected kiss between the drama's main characters. Frustration suddenly welled up inside her, and with a huff, she shut off the TV. Determined to channel her anger into something productive, Isabelle decided to indulge in her favourite video game, Death's Arena. She couldn't help marvelling at the game's banner as the game loaded. She could see a dark-skinned man holding two giant swords suffused with lightning, his eyes were fully white.

I love you, and I don't want any other woman to be with you! Shane's voice was icy. "Don't think I don't know. You got plastic surgery to look like Celine just to get close to me. But the one I love is Janine. Not a disgusting woman like you." "That's impossible! How could you love her? Didn't you say you hated her? That's why you found other men…" Shane responded with his actions. His expression darkened as he stabbed Eve with a knife, again and again. A hundred times, until blood pooled on the ground.

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Sylvia felt the burning intensity of his stare and quickly averted her gaze. It was only when the three of them went back to their game that Sylvia sneakily darted a glance at Odell to carefully observe his handsome, perfect jawline. This time around, Isabel calling Odell Daddy seemed to do the trick at last. The moment the round began, Odell’s avatar stood in place and let Isabel knock him out of the platform. After that, Isabel struck Liam’s avatar with a sneaky blow and claimed first place. She then flicked both of their noses with pride.

It was for Alice, so I didn't really mind. "Okay, since everyone is here, I'll explain what the game is all about." Harry stepped out, unclasping his hands from Elena's. He pointed at all the treasures on the table — the money bundles, the phones, the diamond ring and the golden ring. "Here, the game is called Treasure hunt. You couples are going to be wining stuffs for yourselves depending on the mutual understanding between both of you. One of you will be blindfolded, and the other will have to give him the directions to pick a treasure where it has been hidden. Everything, within three minutes. I don't think any of us is new to it, so shall we begin?" We all nodded. Harry got the blindfol

…Though she couldn’t help but love how dorky her friends were, at the same time, she hated that they had insisted on carrying out the ‘games’ that they had planned! “Alright, listen up! The first game is called blindfolded bride! Basically, Zivon will have to lie on your wedding bed with two candies placed on his body… and as the name suggests, Xavia will be blindfolded! Her goal will be to find the two sweets with only her mouth and then feed them to the groom… Naturally, the groom is forbidden from telling her where the candies are till the end of the game!”

See you in the game! How to play: There are 10 lucky guys and 10 lucky girls invited to perform. All of them will hang out for one whole day to better know each other. Then all men will pick who they want to be partner with. If there's two men or more, chosing one girl then there will be a competition to be held. Whoever win will be her partner and the one who loses will chose again until the ten men already had partners. We, the creators, will give you 1 month to act like a real couple and do the activities. Activities will be posted in the announcement board. The confession will be in exactly one month. If the both member of the couple participant fall for each other, they'll pay and provi

He leaned closer, those sharp eyes scanning me. “I’m listening.” I mirrored him, meeting those goddamn beautiful, dangerous eyes without flinching. “Let’s play a game,” I purred. “You’ve got three months. In that time, you can try any type of flirting, seducing, or courting—bad boy style. Pull every trick you’ve got. Make me want you. And if, by any chance, my heart so much as skips a beat when I see that ridiculously handsome face of yours? You win. You mark me, and I’m yours.”

"Your husband wants you to look perfect tonight." Isla held her breath at those words. Her eyes returned to the mirror for the umpteenth time, where she met Damien’s gaze earlier. Something rumbled in her stomach. The fear and the doubt and the questions she had been nursing for days now started to rise again. Were they still playing a game now? Or had the game already started playing her?

Her voice cracked, and Isla squeezed her hand making the moment a bit emotional for all. Then came the games Selene had planned some classy, but with just enough fun to make Isla blush. They played “Who’s Most Likely To,” where Elena and Selene competed to expose Lucian’s romantic gestures and Isla’s secret guilty pleasures. Laughter echoed across the rooftop like music. ***