Lovers Game Novel Novels & Stories

A target, mystery to be dissected and eliminated. Under the same vast, expensive roof, in the quiet of the mansion, two lovers were locked in a silent, secret game. One was hunting for a truth. The other was hunting for the truth-teller. And neither had any idea the other was even playing.

CHAPTER 57 ISABELLE’S POV Drinking wasn’t going to solve any of my problems, yet here I was gulping down shots after shots like that was my only route to escaping this harsh reality. I’d lost the man I loved. Rob had fallen in love with that woman. And I was back to being the delusional girlfriend. I wasn’t sure if I was still that anymore. I thought I had it figured out, how then could I have placed it all so badly?

A storm approached from the front. He was doing the right thing. How can you not go too far, when it comes to love? Love required conflict and games. It was like a book. In the best novels, a reader only flipped the page if the hero had obstacles knocking against him. The joy of reading was in the journey. The struggle. It was entertaining to watch a person chase toward destiny. And as a lover, Xavier had to get his partner turning the page, keep the story fast-paced and exciting. Thrills on every line.

Riven’s body remained pressed against hers for one dangerous second. Both breathing hard. Lena looked up. He looked down. Their faces inches apart. Too close. Far too close. Her heart pounded so hard it hurt. Not just from fear. And that terrified her more than anything. Riven slowly stepped back. The moment shattered. The floor beneath them suddenly shook. A new screen appeared on the wall. PHASE TWO MATCHES BEGIN NOW Lena frowned. “What does that mean?” Another message appeared. ONLY ONE PLAYER MAY EXIT EACH CHAMBER

“Be honest. Were you jealous, watching me charm that whole room?” I understood the game half a second before I chose to play it. And I wanted to play it. That was the thing Elise gave us that we never gave ourselves. Celeste guards. Michael calculates. But Elise could be shameless, and Laurent could want his wife with an openness I’ve never let myself show, and behind two borrowed names we could do exactly what we already wanted without either of us having to be careful about what it meant.

Lie. His fingers dug tighter in. "You should." I hated that my body shook at his words. I hated him right now. Liar… Shut up brain! I hated how easily I could be made to forget that this was a game. "I've had a lot of lovers," he told me, his voice deadly and low, low enough to make me warm all over my whole fucking body. "But since you, no one else." I wasn't breathing. His thumb stroked my wrist—a light, gentle touch that sent a blinding jolt of something that hurt through me.

Emma gazed at the sparkling diamond ring on her finger, feeling its heavy presence. The ring symbolized a commitment, but not one born of love or choice. Instead, it represented a binding agreement, a contract that tied her to a stranger. She had always envisioned her dream wedding, with a loving partner, laughter, and joyful tears. But this reality was far from her fantasy. The man she was engaged to was practically a stranger, someone she hadn't fallen for, hadn't shared memories with, or built any connection with.

she replied, her lips trembling. "I would fight by your side forever," he said, his voice filled with passion. "And I would follow you to the ends of the earth," she responded, her eyes sparkling. Their bodies drew closer once again, seeking more of this passionate battle. With a racing heart, we continue in this dangerous game. Every move, every contact is a blend of desire and revenge. We lose ourselves in the darkness, surrendering to the forbidden passion. Pleasure intensifies with every touch, every shared moan. But we know it's just a game, a game in which only one of us will emerge victorious.

"Why do you always run away from me?''He asked, kissing her exposed neckline,which made her legs go wobbly instantly because she nearly fell but he picked her up,as she wrapped her long sexy legs around him which made him groan. He threw his cigarette away, matching it before walking to throw her on top of the bed. She bounced on it,her hair flying around her which made him wonder if Angels truly existed, because if they didn't? The woman lying in front of him was one,she doesnt know this yet,but she was doing things to him,bad things which he needs to understand why and tonight he's going to get the answer to his question. She was his tonight! Natasha White was his tonight! A/N:Vote thi

When Leon falls in love again, things get this complicated. Meanwhile, Claire ran onto the deck of the ship. She then leaned on the edge of the wood and faced the ocean. For some reason, Claire was unhappy when she heard Leon say love. Either the moment wasn't quite right, or because Claire didn't really believe those words. Plus, she still couldn't digest the facts she had just accepted. Leon is the creator of this game and he deliberately goes into the game to hide; a fact that was very difficult for Claire to accept. That meant Leon had been lying to her all this time.