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Grayson puts on his blind fold, and Iris says, “Remember to hide.” “From what?” He asks even though he guesses that they will not tell him what he should hide from. “If we tell you now, what is the essence of the game?” Mirabel asks with a sinister grin. “Your grin scares me,” he mumbles. “It probably should.” Iris, Kimora and Malisha nod in agreement. “Now put on your blindfold if you wanna play, or you can leave my home,” Mirabel says. “Mind you, even if you do not want to play, you will

Copyright© by Victory Christian November 2021 This is my first book on Goodnovel, and I want to thank you all for giving it a chance. I'll try to make it worth your time.. Don't forget your votes, reviews and comments really mean a lot. Thanks. ~ORIGINAL WORK~ Blurb ________ Belle was an average highschool student, until she received the link of an online game called "The harvest". The game is such that, whatever you're asked to collect... you must. Organs, body parts and the likes.

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!

“You remember? It is all a game.” “Don’t listen to her,” I almost whisper, my voice catching. “It’s not a game, Bella.” Mariella laughs but it doesn’t reach her eyes, her eyes give me the same stern look of disdain. “Of course it’s a game,” she snaps. “Now shut up or your daughter will be the game next.” She says, shifting her attention towards Bella. “Come on, princess.” She says, “You’re very good at this. Don’t be nervous…”

Touch… Chloe gave a shake of her head in an effort to clear her mind of the foggy haze that seemed to be encompassing her. "I don't know what game you are playing, Timothy, but—" she began "I never play games, honey... Not anymore" he assured her softly. She didn't know what to think about him calling her honey, but for the moment Chloe was too concerned by the threat he represented to her, to her equilibrium, to bother asking him about it. "You are playing one right now. And it isn't funny." she reproved. "Please don't say things like that if...please just don't"

It's all a fantasy. Fable has been my escape. An unhealthy one. A safe pretend world where I could bury myself. Just like how Zee cried after she finished the final Harry Potter book, or how Jamie bases so much of her worth on the fictional version of herself that lives across a thousand Instagram pics, in the comments and likes of a thousand strangers. Just carefully constructed lies to comfort and lull. Dreams.

Claire then lifted it up to see what was in it. When the box was opened, Claire found that it was a game play set that looked quite sophisticated. Claire blew the dust on top of the box, then began to read the writing on it. “The Myth. Complete each mission as the god or goddess of Greek mythology of your choice. Completed with face and body scans. Feel the sensation of being in the game with your own face and body,” said Claire reading the text. "Wow, that's interesting. So, my face and body will become the character of my choice in the game?” she muttered again. She then smiled faintly. Maybe playing games would make her forget her predicament for a while, she thought.

"Part of the game's backstory. Julian said the game creates full histories for players to make the experience feel authentic. But somewhere, in another reality, there's a version of you who transmigrated here and had those memories overwritten." "That's," He stopped, looking lost. Miranda was the first to recover, her military training kicking in even as her worldview shattered. "Assuming this is true. Assuming we're all players in some cosmic game. What are the rules? What's the win condition?" "Kill the final boss," I said. "Kill Julian. End the threat. Save Lenore." "And if we do?" "The game ends. We all return to our original worlds. And Lenore ceases to exist."

“ But it is off game? “ Lindy cared so much about the game. “ I can give you everything you could ever want, be it money, property, luxury, you name it. “ “ Off game? “ Lindy asked again. “ Yes, “ Lindy shrugged. She wasn't prepared for any promises outside the game, what was of utmost importance was the one million dollars promised in THE GAME. “ All of this sounds promising, but how am I sure you will give it to me? “ Thane chuckled, feeling insulted, “ Do you even know who I am? I am that rich. Now about what I asked from you…. The next game is oral sex, I suppose you are good at that. “ Lindy gave him a naughty smile, “ I am. “ Thane got possessive, “ Keep it to yourself, I don't want my