Loving Me Was His Game Losing Me Was Mine Novels & Stories

He watched me in my wedding dress from the shadows, never daring to step into the light. The love he once had—open and proud—was now lost to him forever. He was doomed to spend the rest of his life alone. He would suffer, while I had finally found the light that would protect me.

She said and walked away following them behind. Liam and Isadora were walking hand in hand chatting, just then they caught sight of a claw machine and Isadora rushed to it and Liam followed her. "Wow! So beautiful".She said. "You want one?".He asked and Isadora nodded. "So, lucky, I have one coin, I used to play this when I was younger and I never won, but today is going to be different".She said and slotted the coin in the machine and failed to pick up the toy."Come on! That was my last coin".She grunts frustratedly and Liam giggles.

After the SAT, the five of us childhood friends got together and played a game to test how well we knew each other. In the first round, my best friend, Millie Thyme, asked, “If one of us was stranded in the countryside in the middle of the night, who would you rescue first?” The three boys, all of whom others had teased to be my future husbands since we were kids, wrote her name without hesitation. Someone joked that they had read each other’s minds. Millie’s face turned red as she explained, “Maybe because I’m the biggest scaredy-cat. Hailey is so capable. She wouldn’t need anyone to rescue her.” They all nodded in agreement. However, they had forgotten that when I was stranded in the

Corbin shook his head. “I won’t destroy her.” “You’ll destroy her or bury her.” Silence. Corbin finally looked down. “What do you want me to do?” My grandfather answered. “Make her believe you stopped loving her.” My heart shattered. The memory changed again. I was sitting across from Corbin in a restaurant. He looked cold. Distant. Exactly how I remembered him. But now I noticed something different. His hands were shaking beneath the table. “You don’t love me anymore,” the younger me whispered.

He didn't dare hide the truth after catching a glimpse of Summer's vicious expression that suggested that she wouldn't hesitate to end his life. "We were just following your orders after getting the money from you! You sent a message to me, telling me to teach him a lesson. You didn't care what methods I used. I just had to keep him alive while teaching him how to behave. "Your new husband also told me that you didn't want him anymore. He said that you'll divorce him even if you picked him up. You know that the men in the mountains have a hard time finding partners. They have weird fetishes too. That's why we—"

Sadie White abandoned me for the 99th time on my birthday to find her old crush, who was threatening suicide. I told the System that this was the last straw. I was done trying to win her heart. I had spent 12 years giving it everything I had, hoping to win her over and bring some light into her world, yet it had all been for nothing. The System told me that if I died here, I could return to my original world. The first time, I tried to slit my wrist. Sadie kicked down the door and rushed me to the hospital, then angrily accused me of trying to manipulate her emotionally and get her attention. The second time, I overdosed on sleeping pills. She broke into my room just in time, wrapped her

(Maxine) The honeymoon lasted exactly as long as it took me to stop being too happy to think, and then I did the thing I am good at, which is work out who wins. I'm not proud of how much steadier I got doing it. Grief is useless and love is terrifying, but a gameboard I can read. I cleared the borrowed table, laid out the stolen monitoring file on one side and everything we'd pulled from the sanctuary on the other, and started doing what I'd been raised from the cradle to do: follow the advantage back to the hand that gains it.

“As expected, just surface-level knowledge.” The game was already a lost cause. Annoyed, Anna responded, “Let’s play again.” They both gathered the pieces, and when Anna’s fingers brushed Lorenzo’s, she quickly pulled her hand away as though burned. He observed her expression, his eyes cold as ice. “No more.” He pushed the pieces aside, leaving Anna bewildered. He demonstrated what it truly meant to be heartless. Meanwhile, Lily, trying to impress the old man, was struggling with an overly elaborate tea ceremony.

"Maybe I'm just pathetic. Took me this long to realize I fell for you a long time ago. My injury's worse now. Even if I get out, I'll be crippled. And... I don't want to leave. This game is your life's work. Dying here... I'm okay with that." He paused. "Serena, keep going. When this game launches one day, you'll have my blessing. Just keep moving forward. Don't... look back." I didn't turn around. A tear slipped down my cheek. It took everything with it—my obsession, my love, my hate for Nolan. I stepped out of the game. The animals followed. A crack split the sky. Birds shot up, wings pounding. The huge beasts and the rest poured out through another opening.

He sneered, looking at me with so much superiority. “Let me tell you something, Elara. You lost. You really lost.” I looked at him, confused and in pain. “W-What?” “You lost the game,” he said, a wicked smile forming on his lips. “We started this as friends, right? We agreed that whatever happens, it’s just physical. But look at you now... you fell in love, didn’t you? You got attached. You got weak.” He chuckled darkly, patting my cheek lightly but harshly.