Make-believe Game Novels & Stories

The door shut and the bolt slid home. I lay on the floor and listened to her heels click away down the hall. The mark is red, I thought, even as my vision dimmed. It's always red. I must be lying. I must be making this up. I'm sorry, Mommy. I'll learn to be honest. In the next life, I'll get it right. - The pain got worse. I dug my fingers into the floor and left gouges in the wood. The door handle turned. She came back.

Nicolas, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, welcomed everyone and explained the rules of the game. The game is called "The Magic Office Game". Nicolas has transformed the entire office into a magical wonderland, complete with mythical creatures and treasures. Each employee is given a map and a series of clues that will lead them to solve puzzles and unlock the next challenge. This game requires teamwork, as each department must work together to complete its tasks. The marketing team must use their creativity to design a new logo, while the finance team must solve complex equations to open the treasure chest. As the game progresses, employees find themselves immersed in a world of enchant

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.”

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.

Mum, I need your help again. Then the picture came through in a media message with the most wonderful sounding blip I'd ever heard. I opened the message and stared, my eyes absorb- ing what she'd just sent. Brynne was playing her hand in a kill-game situation, and had just upped the ante by betting huge stakes that could go either way. I loved her so much for doing it. I thought my heart could burst right on the spot. My girl played her cards with the instincts of an experienced ace. Of course she does, she's my girl.

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.

Or whatever the hell is running through his mind. "If you want out of here." I flick my forefinger around the basement. "You're going to have to play a game." I give him a smile, the one I reserve for slime balls like him. He stares at me dumbly, waiting for me to continue speaking. I chuckle mirthlessly before continuing. "It's called the game of beat me if you can." Ridges appear on his forehead as he stumbles up. He bunches his hands into fists and I nod approvingly. "That's right, now come closer, or do you plan on fighting with the air?" Koldis chuckles once again from behind me.