Lust Game Novels & Stories

No way he could get out of this one. "No shame in tapping, Des," I said playfully. He struggled a little bit longer against my hold, so I tightened my arm around his throat ever so slightly. He growled in annoyance before smacking my arm incessantly. I laughed, releasing him. He flopped over to the side, coughing and gasping. I held my hand, pulling him up to his feet. Gunner clapped his hands together, acting as bookie for our fights. "Aight, who bet on Cap? Come get your keep!"

Well, it didn't matter, because it was to my advantage. Day was breaking. I was nearing a crossroad. I left my scent on both roads just as dad taught me, hoping it would throw them off for a while. Then I hid. They slowed at the crossroad and started wondering which way I went. I could hear anger voices but I also heard something else; wheels. It sounded like a carriage and turned and started towards it. The vehicle soon began to come in view. There was a crest on it; the crest of the Lycan kingdom of Blood Moon

He got me a newer, better one — something my sister would own. “Will they be here?” I asked, looking at him through the mirror. He already understood who I meant. “Yes. It’s the pack anniversary gala.” I nodded at his words. “Do you not want them to find out about us?” he asked. “I want them to,” I said. I really did. The only people who knew so far were the werewolf council and no one else. I wanted them to know the plot to make Stella Luna had failed. “Let’s go.” I linked my arm through his, walking with my head held high and my back straight.

AUTHOR'S POV Heavy June rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the underground bar, drowning out the low thumping bass. Yvonne crossed her arms over her expensive trench coat, shivering as the damp, stifling humidity clung to her skin. The subterranean tavern smelled of wet dog, stale beer, and raw ozone from the thunderstorm raging across the city. Sitting across the sticky wooden booth, a man with a jagged scar down his neck lazily counted the stacks of crisp hundred-dollar bills. Securing her position as Luna meant cutting out Chandler’s obsession at the root, and this human mercenary was the only blade sharp enough to do it.

"Take the deal. Give me the food, and I will give you the keys to survive the next month. Refuse, and I will walk away. But when the sky starts raining fire next Tuesday, don't come begging to my gate.” My mind was spinning. I looked at the black drive, then at the ruined wall, and then at the dark, empty street where more monsters could appear at any second. My body was screaming for rest, but my brain was working overtime, trying to find a way out of this trap. Suddenly a bright blue screen popped up in front of me. [SYSTEM PING! NEW LUS QUEST DETECTED!] [QUEST TITLE: THE ART OF THE DEAL] [MISSION: ACCEPT JUSTIN'S GENEROUS INVITATION FOR TRADE. GIVE HIM THE REQUESTED FOOD SUPPLIES.]

Lylah sighed as she ended the call. "Let's leave right now", Lylah texted. She stood at the parking lot just waiting for Faye to show up. Knowing that girl, she knew she probably didn't see the message but going back in wasn't an option. She decided to play "Call Of Duty mobile" to kill time, leaning on a black SUV. "Great, God must really hate me", Lylah yelled frustrated. There he was, in-game. She made a mental note to create a new account. She could just unfollow him in the game but that wasn't what she wanted.

His claws extended sharply, and for a moment, I thought he might actually attack me. "She's lying, Kelvin!" Amanda jumped in quickly, clinging to his arm. "She's just jealous that I'm your Luna now. That's why she refused to return the ring. She destroyed it out of spite!" Kelvin let out a furious growl and stormed toward me. He grabbed my arm roughly. "Where is it, Ella? Stop playing games!" I yanked my arm free from his grip, meeting his burning gaze with steady eyes. "It fell to the ground the day you came to my den," I said calmly, each word deliberate. "The shards are still on the table. Go see for yourself if you don't believe me."

When Mira turned, her eyes caught mine, not soft exactly, but not edged either. Warmth spread along my side as Lucas slid an arm around me, drawing close. Damp strands of his light brown hair fell across his forehead, messy like always, tugging at something inside. Quiet filled the space between us before he spoke, voice low. His blue eyes held mine, steady but questioning. A single word broke the hush: “Ready?” I nodded, though nerves fluttered beneath my ribs. “Visiting Velvet Claw lands… It feels like stepping into another life. But I need to see it. To understand where the blood call comes from.”

Your new best friend lied to your face every single day, She hid who she was, She made you defend her everything , will proving she has a wolf suddenly erase all that? Anastasia stared at the flower in her hand. "No." Lustre's eyes lit up ,she immediately thought her plan was working, the seed she was here to plant in Anastasia’s mind was yielding results . . "It doesn't….but _” Anastasia looked directly at her. "...it also proved every single one of you wrong." Lustre frowned. "You wanted her thrown out, she shifted and now she belongs here, so at the end of the day who won ? I would say Lily did because your little plan with Clara pushed her to her real identity! ."

He said as he unclasped his tie and added, "I am not in the mood tonight." Stacy couldn't understand what he meant by role playing? They weren't here to play! Was this the deal Mikaela was going to crack tonight? What was happening? She felt so confused. She thought her friend was working in a multinational company. But she had never heard they settled a deal like this. Did anyone even settle a deal like this?! She wanted to call her friend but her phone was broken and not to mention, she didn't know her number because who remembers a number nowadays!