Pick Your Playmate Novels & Stories

The whole place was already filled up, all the pornstars grinning from ear to ear. All the names of people had been written and twisted in tiny ruffled papers and now, when it gets to the person’s turn they pick a name, and secretly check the name of the person they picked. It went on and on until everyone picked the names. Kate picked Aiden. Aiden picked Alex. Alex picked Kate. Lisa picked Alex. Mira picked Lisa. Angela and Joe were lucky as they picked themselves. It was as if fate was working its course.

This should prove who I choose. My mate.

But, the truth was anything but. In his bedroom we were both like strangers. There were no smiles, no manners, no nothing. He had wanted someone to act for his mom and, so, I did. That was where my responsibilities ended. We no longer had an obligation towards each other. We wouldn't change our behaviour on behalf of the other. I was the uptight nerd and he was the impulsive playboy. I wasn't stupid enough to think I can be the one to 'change the playboy'. Honestly, in my opinion, I don't think a player changes, despite people believing that they can change for the right person. How could one person make them change.

If so, why would the Moon Goddess pair us together? "This isn't something I talk about. I've never spoken about it actually. My pack knew better than to bring it up," he mused, pulling out his phone. I watched him intently as he swiped through various images. It wasn't my intention to pry but I couldn't help it. The screen was practically glaring me in the face and my eyes found their way there, "I had found my mate at eighteen. The usual age to find mates. She was the most beautiful little thing I had ever seen."

She said as she hid her face behind her hands. “That’s what I said before I dated him.” Hannah or Harley or whatever her name was said as she rolled her eyes. Everyone ignored her like she didn’t say anything and she huffed as she went to a separate corner of the room to sit down alone and sulk. “A playboy like that needs a girl like my cousin.” Cassie spoke up. “I mean, just look at Sarah! She’s gorgeous! If she can’t make that guy change his playboy ways, then no one can!” She added in a dramatic voice.

Then I turned away from him and faced my men, asking, "How many of you are here?" "20." One of them replied, his gaze lowered to the ground. I nodded in satisfaction; it was ideal for what I was looking for, and I would not subject myself to the torture this time. I had to meet my playmate, who enjoys running away whenever she has free time. "19 of you," I called out, turning to face him. "Grab the dagger and mark your name on his skin. Do not leave a part until he confesses." "Yes, Don." they all cheered, their expressions softened. I had made it to be a part of them, watching people suffer while smiling.

We composed ourselves after deliberately talking about the consequences of all this.We knew we accepted the deal more to explore than the blackmail.We agreed and confide ourself always like a team.The fear is still there especially that I know how submissive my wife can be.And Amellia being a captain has a dominant personality.

This is my good friend in real life. That person understood immediately. "That's fine, then. Otherwise, your wife would be heartbroken if you cheated on her." "His wife?" Felicity was surprised. The player added, "That's his partner in this game. She plays a support role and has a really sweet voice." As they chatted, the other two teammates logged in. One of them was called "FleeingPrincess" while the other was called "ComingForYou". Their gamer ID sounded like a couple's.

In the game, ten girls would be picked randomly, and bids would be placed on them, not like they are goods or commodities they just bid on them, and the highest bidder gets to dance with them. So the girls are so eager to get picked, as many of them get to stand up. Lucifer yelled Mary's and Isabella's names. And they were both picked, Leo didn't say a single word, I was expecting him to call out Hannah's name. Somehow the girls were already nine in number remaining just one person. I turned back and looked at them, my eyes met with Isa's and I knew what she meant.

And yes, I've met a lot of women. eligible. But being eligible does not equate to being special. Her gaze crossed his. - You are sure. Her voice was serious and he realized he reminded her of his failed relationships. Damn, how stupid. He wanted to create a sexy and fun mood. "Your turn to play." She drew a three, it landed on a square of the club suit and she drew a card. — Who is your favorite member of the opposite sex, and why? “Hmm. I need two.