Make-believe Game Novels & Stories

She might have as well been Grace's twin. “Hey, Ash. You've bought that creed game, right?” Faith bugged me. It was one of the trending video games with a heavy power tussle. The best players had chances of earning real bucks from it. So I let him have my tablet and returned my attention to Cassie. “Pick the colour you want, let me do it for you. In turn, you do mine too." Her eyes twinkled with delight at the suggestion, and we set to work immediately.

Calling me. The game is on.

Would he believe the fake news? "Leon, you actually want to play with me! I'll play this game, and I'll make sure you lose!" ***

“And how exactly are you going to do that?” “Belmare,” Rhea said simply, her lips curling. “That filthy little slum she crawled out of. If there’s dirt, it’s there. And I’m going to Belmare myself to find it.” Isabelle’s brows rose in alarm. “Belmare? You can’t be serious. All the way there? Besides the slums are a dangerous place. You—” “I don’t care.” Rhea’s voice cut like glass. “Danger is irrelevant. Montez is worth it. He’s worth everything. If I have to wade through filth and rats to find the truth, then so be it.”

As I twirl it, I swiftly withdraw my finger from the cup, eagerly anticipating Bella's return. I’m really sorry Bella but I just had to do this. This is a fair game in a fair world and just like all rules say, you need to play smart to win the game.

He focused on preventing Meli from passing the teddy bear to the next person, prompting him to say stop before she could. "Oh, you thought you could escape, huh? Taste my sweet revenge on you," Kenzie snorted at her. "Are you sure about what you're saying? It sounds wrong," Meli said, rolling her eyes at Kenzie. Kenzie couldn't wait any longer, so he drew a dare for her. "Put on makeup without a mirror, and leave it like that for the rest of the game. Oh, what a lovely dare!" Kenzie squealed, and they all laughed at the dare. It was like Meli was about to punch Kenzie out of annoyance.

Fear and panic overwhelmed me instantly. I felt as though I had fallen into an abyss. Chills traveled down my spine. Just as I was about to scream, I remembered the shrieking woman from before. If these people were to find out that I was pretending to be blind, I would be facing horrible consequences. In order to conceal my fear, I bent down while forcing my voice to become more seductive. "Sir, does this make you feel good?" The man stared at me unblinkingly. After making sure that I was truly blind, he waved behind him.

Mia's POV The following few months are hectic. I have to go to parties with Riccardo, and the women are all very catty and awful, but I keep smiling. I have become stronger and more confident as my business is growing daily. We started generating an income after all the test runs we did. The people are downloading our games, and soon we have people advertising on our little cell phone game. Everyone is talking about the game and enjoying playing the game online. The game is about the only survivors during a zombie apocalypse. It helps people to escape their daily reality, live and play in a post-apocalyptic world and meet other players with whom they can form an alliance or fight against. We

Elaine and Tony had passed on that idea so that just left Blake, Brock, Andrea and Melissa. Andrea said that it’s weird to play drinking games with her brothers, so she left to go up to bed. Which loosely translated she was going to go FaceTime her friends. That left Melissa, Blake and Brock. “Ok so how about we play monopoly with a twist?” Blake suggested. Brock and Blake explained the rules. When you land on another’s property the owner of said property tells you how much the rent is and what to drink, you pay the rent and chug a drink.

“Why don’t you join us? The kids were just saying they wanted to play a game.” “Oh, I’d love to,” she chirps, her eyes gleaming with that saccharine charm. “What kind of game?” I motion toward Hazel. “Tell her.” Hazel looks up with a bright smile. “It’s called truth or magic.” Rachelle laughs a little too quickly, her gaze flickering. “Oh, how fun.” The rules are simple—one person tells a truth, the other performs a “magic” trick. We invented it five minutes ago, just for her.