Netori Games Novels & Stories

I fingered myself to orgasm needing the release and then showered and prepared for the day. I arrived at I&P and was shown to the senior agent on the case, she would fill me in on the details of who I would be interrogating and what information we needed. There were wolves partying with drugs, this is strictly forbidden other than marijuana the one natural plant we were allowed to consume as long as we followed a few rules with it. Wolves also occasionally used mushrooms and other natural substances for certain ceremonies. Fake manufactured substances were forbidden. Hard partying with non-shifters was forbidden. Alcohol and marijuana simply relax shifters and it takes a lot to have any effe

"They found every single weak spot in Nova City." Dominic dropped the papers back onto the wood. "Kenji loved his contracts," Dominic said, his voice dangerously quiet. "But his brother Ichiro uses a scalpel. He's dissecting my territory while we sit here. We need to break his encryption. Find out where he’s pointing his shooters next." "Their communication is running on military-grade protocols," Lina replied. "My software keeps bouncing off their firewalls. You want to crack a digital fortress? You need a hacker, not a gun."

Morning of day four, the system pinged—only 12 players left. Last night, I got a message from Mara: [Yaya, starting tomorrow, it's time to visit your neighbors. I heard you need to meet all 30 monsters to unlock the tower and get the final hint. You're on the toughest floor—30th—so please help us by clearing it. We'll back you up from the other floors.] I sent back, [Thanks. I've got this.] No clue what Day 7 would throw at me, so I focused on the next three.

“One point five million.” A woman in a tailored emerald dress lifted her paddle, calmly but alert. “One point eight.” Another voice followed almost instantly. Then another. “Two million.” “Three.” “Four point two.” The numbers climbed too fast for an object whose history is supposedly almost erased. Within minutes, the price surged past reason. Seven million. I didn’t move. Neither did Vincenzo Romano. The dagger that was meant to be reclaimed quietly for Lola had turned into a competition….because people like to gamble when they think they’ve spotted hidden treasure.