No Game N Novels & Stories

“You’re going to bed right now.” She pouts, slipping her hand into his. “But why can’t we join? It’s just playing games.” “They don’t play games,” Nolan says matter-of-factly. “They just sit, drink, and discuss things.” Nova blinks. “What things?” Nolan shrugs. “Maybe girls.” “Seriously, Nolan?” Noah groans, dragging a hand down his face. “What? It’s true.” “That’s enough,” Noah says firmly. “Bed. Now. And I don’t want to hear any lip from either of you.”

Nathaniel was a little curious, and people like him could play games, so he couldn't help asking more. "Occasionally play, that three years ago, there was a player named LG God in the game, do you have an idea of him?" Hearing this, Nathaniel blinked. The almighty Grey Leonard's boyfriend, but he didn't know that Arielle was the LG God? Since Arielle didn't tell him, he couldn't tell, so he said, "I'm making games, but players' information will not be checked casually, let alone revealing player information." He said this with honest words, for fear that Leonard would have to ask, then what would he do when the time comes?

Even Nellie was yet to drop in since he'd been there. They'd moved on from boxing to Call Of Duty, a military type game where they paired up in teams. "Noah, what are you doing?" Abel nudged him with his knee. "You're supposed to back me up; he almost got me." Hector laughed, going heavy on the bombs, taking advantage of Noah's slipup. Noah made a few maneuvers to get his man out of harm's way, but his eyes were back on the door where Roni smiled as she greeted whoever it was. She glanced back at Noah with an expression he couldn't quite make out before she walked out onto the porch, closing the screen door behind her.

He hurt me, I had to remember this. I strengthened my resolve and informed him I did not feel the same. I wasn’t totally convinced but I had to remember this was just a dangerous game and I could not fall for him. My body had to be lying. I told him I wasn’t interested in being a pawn for some power play, nor was I willing to give away my power to any man. I told him I am not looking for a mate and did not believe he was mine. I watched as confusion appeared on his face and then his eyes dimmed. It was all I could do to stick to my resolve and not run into his arms when I saw how the light left his eyes. This was a visible pain that washed over Drake just before the ache in my chest began.

Let's go. Later, after Priya had gone home and my parents had done their nightly loop of checking in and my house had gone quiet, I lay in bed and looked at my phone. Jordan had texted at nine-thirty. [Jordan]: first game in four days. you ready I smiled at the ceiling. [Nora]: always. you? [Jordan]: yeah. little nervous actually [Nora]: you? nervous? [Jordan]: first game with the A. feels different [Nora]: it's going to feel exactly the same once you're on the ice. you know that

I said and they all agreed. Right now we are in Carson, playing Uno, a game that literally breaks your friendship. I know we are adults but we have nothing to do here except playing at this game, fortunately, Carson and Nate agreed to play even though it took time to convince him if he wins I would give him something in exchange which freaks me out, to be honest. I give out the cards again to them, hoping and begging for God to not let Nate win, he scares me out, to be honest, I sighed and put a card on the ground and we waited for Nelson to put a card since he won, lucky bastard.

The game had just begun. ‎

“Sorry for pulling you out of your game. Why don’t you have a game console at home? It looks fantastic to work with games and all that stuff. And they seemed pretty excited.” “It’s The Travelers. The game we are working on.” “The project they’re excited about?” “Yes. It’s NFT. Non-fungible Token game. A game that allows the player to earn real money. But it’s in the form of a token. They need first to register in the game to play, create a Centhaddeum account, then swap CT token to CENTH, then CENTH to dollars.” “Wow! I’m so not Gen Z after all.”

Let the game begin. --

And I don’t play games. I end them.