No Game N Novels & Stories

I breathed a sigh of relief. I observed him as he played games on his phone. "Fuck! Keegan, you're a jerk! "He yelled. I could hear a giggle over the phone. "I'm sorry, man, that was my fault," he apologized. "What are you playing?" I inquired. "Is that you, Nola? We're playing a game called Mobile Legends," Malcolm's response astonished me. They're taking part in that game? I was watching them when they lost the game and busted out laughing. My laughter grew louder when I noticed Aries frowning when he lost a star.

"I can't, I have to—" "Martin went to visit his best friend Rosie at the hospital this afternoon," Noah said. "He won't be home until late. And Jace has the game. You don't have anywhere you need to be." "But..." "Whatever it is can wait one night." Nicole bounced up beside me. "Lena, everyone stays for the games. You literally can't miss it. The whole town's going to be there!" "I usually don't go to games," I said weakly. "It's just... it's not really my scene."

The game was far from over. ********************************************

I'm done. I'm not playing his stupid games anymore. •

he says, “Nicole, what do you say, are you in?” “Of course, I’m always up for a challenge, the real question should be whether Nek and Taina are ready to crown us couple of the day” she says smiling. “We‘ll see about that” Nek says, “you all have your game faces on” I say laughing, “let’s head to the game room” I say. We all move to the game room, “nice set up you have here” Nicole says, examining the room Nek sets up the game, he hands a controller to everyone, I sit beside Nek, and Nicole sits beside Der; controllers in hand, ready to take on Nicole and Der in a video game battle.

"Umm. How about One question, one-answer game? After giving the answer, no one will ask any question related to that answer. The question can be anything. If he/she does not answer then she/he will have to eat one chili. Do you one to try this game?" Naina suggest one game and the trio shared a look at each other to know their opinion. "Yes." The trio said at the same time. "Wait, A bottle is needed for this game. Let me bring it." Naina went to the kitchen and took an empty bear bottle. Sameer drank last night. She returned back with it and then all started the game. Sameer rotated it and its point at Puneet. And Sameer has to ask him. "Are you hiding something from me?"

“I told you not to do that!” He snapped pushing me into the janitor’s closet that had become our normal meeting place. “I’m the captain-” “I don’t care!” He spat. “You will do as told or else-” “Or else what Diego?” I challenged. “You will get yourself and your little friends killed.” When Sienna Leighton exposed and got the school’s golden boy expelled for fixing her polo team’s matches, didn’t just win herself the captaincy, she also put a target on her back from the mafia family running the betting ring. Now, their heir, Diego Morozov has transferred to her school and is in her team to make sure they don’t lose any more money thanks to the self-righteous princess. They hate ea

No matter how much I tried to push it away, his red eyes, that grip around my neck, and the way his Aura had almost choked me made a violent shiver run down my spine. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, letting my body process everything. My nails dug into my trembling palms while I bit down hard on my lower lip, forcing myself not to break apart. The bitter metallic taste of blood slowly spread across my tongue. But when unlucky people's bad luck began, it never stopped. Just as I was trying to take a sharp breath and calm down, Nolan's voice came from the guest room where he had his gaming setup. " Fuck, Man. I don't have any more money to buy the new equipment for the season." He yel

The game was on. The perfect revenge!!

Shane’s voice was steady, though his hands clenched tightly. “She looked out the window when the voice said not to. They don’t like it when you disobey.” “The what?” Shane didn’t answer her question right away. His eyes lingered on the girl with the rose blooming from her mouth, then slowly turned back to Farrah. “The ones who run this… whatever it is… they call it a game,” he said quietly. “But it’s not a game anyone wants to play.” Farrah’s hands clenched into a fist… “She’s dead, isn’t she?”