Pine Point Game Novels & Stories

because people like to gamble when they think they’ve spotted hidden treasure. They assumed if he and I were interested, then the dagger must be priceless. Vincenzo’s gaze slid toward me, calculated and expectant. Like he was trying to decipher my next move. He wanted me to speak, to fight him openly. Instead…. I lowered my paddle. My movement, deliberately unhurried. A ripple went through the hall. Confusion, disbelief and murmurs. I saw Vincenzo visibly stiffened. His brows drew together slightly, irritation flashing behind his eyes. I knew he hadn’t anticipated my move.

Pine is not happy to see their mate leave so he wants to take control but Adam stopped him. "Mate is getting away! Adam, do something!" "Pine, you idiot, listen to me! She's human, do you understand? She's not like us! If the pack finds out we have a mate, they might kill her again! You promise me never to show signs you're there. Play dead the way you used to do for years. Even when I was in danger before, you played dead! So just keep playing dead, okay? It's not safe for our mate. Let me figure this out the human way! I promise you I'll find a way for our mate to be ours. But her safety is our priority! Do we have an agreement here?"

“That’s right! It’s all just a misunderstanding. I’m sorry, okay?” However, Wendy did not even spare them a glance. She said to the crowd further ahead, “Who wants to put on the PowerPoint slides I have here?” Everyone’s eyes shifted to the pendrive she had. None of them knew what she was trying to do. “I’ll do it!” A colleague who was enjoying the drama ran over with his hand raised. He seemed excited. While everyone was busy being confused, the screen in the hall showed a screenshot of the chat Lloyd had with a journalist.

The games weren't even supposed to start until 10 pm. As the night went on, the club filled up pretty fast, and by 10 pm we were packed. I had already made $150 just in tips. I loved private party nights. The first game was basically a digital version of rolling a pair of sex dice. One dice had a sex act: lick, kiss, bite, suck, etc. the other had various parts of the male body: ass, cock, balls, mouth, tongue, nipple, etc. The player just pushed the "roll" button and everyone got to see the results on the big screen on the side wall. The first guy rolled lick and nipple. Everyone cheered and he looked around and chose one of the main-stage dancers, Rick.

I gave him a small smile and he replied with a knowing look that said ' I know what you are doing . I was only able to knock out six pins . I grumbled then our order came . I took a sip of my smoothie and the game went on . * * * * * * * * * * * ' You cheated . ' I huffed after losing to Adolph . ' You know I didn't . ' he replied laughing . ' Cheating is also the fact that you picked a game you are good at . ' I complained further . He had 136 points while I had 61 points . Instead of actually playing well, I was trying to distract Adolph whenever he tried to help me .

And who was the idiot who put that note in the bowl ? The game had started during the filming of the first movie in the series ... we call it 'The cheating game', everyone puts their name in a bowl and in the other bowl is different dares. Then two names are drawn and a dare ... you have to cheat your partner into doing the dare first ... it is usually something like getting drunk as a skunk, sleeping in and being late, singing loudly on set or something else silly. It is usually pretty fun and innocent, even if people tend to get really competitive at times ... but hey everyone is friends again when it is over ... it has always been just fun and games after all.

I said, giving him a smug look. He pulled me toward the games area. “Two players. Points system,” he told the guy at the booth. The guy gave both of us guns. I understood how this worked. We both shoot and whoever got the highest points would win. We would be shooting at the same targets, which meant that we would not only have to be accurate, but we would also have to be fast. “What are we betting on?” I asked. He looked at me sideways and gave me a sexy, crooked smile. “Your phone number.”

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

His last program before he died. The virus that would make all the secrets of Les Roses Noires public in... 3... 2... 1... All over Geneva, computer screens blinked. The game was never about winning. It was about changing the rules altogether. In the darkness of Room 1402, gunshots echoed. The pawn had indeed become a queen. But no one said which queen she would become. The real game was just beginning.

Inside is a jukebox and a pool table, foosball, and a few vintage video games. “OMG!” I squeal as I see an old pinball machine in the corner. “Anyone has a quarter. I’ll pay you back when I get my first check.” Hazel hands me a small coin purse while she and her brother have another heated discussion. It seems he still doesn’t quite trust me. Sighing, I try to ignore them as I place three-quarters in the machine, pull back the handle, and watch the silver ball spin up the shoot. My fingers move rapidly as I try my best to keep the ball between the flippers, only to watch it roll down and away.