Novel & Cerita Pine Point Game

END GAME Book Two in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I don’t know what hurts worse: my wrist or my stomach. The pain there is more concerning, and my wrist could be broken in two and my mind would still be on my baby. I know it takes a lot to hurt a baby this early in the pregnancy, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying. I flatten my hand over my stomach, looking at the spot where the guy was just standing. I’m shocked, scared, and unable to figure out why he looked so familiar.

Trying to push the thought of the competition to the back of my head and enjoy the festival, I joined Kayden to play a pin game at the stall we were currently standing in. The game was simple, if you could burst ten balloons within thirty seconds, with the little pin, you get to win a plush toy. “I want to play,” I told Kayden who was taking the bowl of pins from the attendant after paying. “Go for it” he passed the bowl to me and there were only twelve pins in it. I had thought hitting ten balloons within thirty seconds was hard, and to make it worse I only had twelve trials. Looking at the cute pink plush toy for motivation, I held the pin in my hand.

Each team chose 5 players to do a penalty kick, TJ and Max were among them. Hazel's hands were sweating, she gripped tight Lee's forearm without realizing it. Lee was just happy to be there, he wasn't much of a sports fan but he enjoyed the energy that surrounded him. Moreover, he enjoyed the company. Pinehurst Valley scored 2 goals out of four, and Rosenthall scored 1 goal out of four. The last kick was TJ's turn, the most pressured one of all. If he scores, the game is over, Pinehurst will keep the trophy as the reigning champion. If he missed, the game continues.

“Yeah. We don’t have much choice because we don’t know what the rules of this pinball game are yet. For example, those three words that make up the Drop Targets? They’re puzzle pieces that haven’t been activated. They will be once you start moving around. “Now, look down the middle of the playfield. That’s a ninety-foot drop to the Out Hole and a big no-no because if you do, it’s game over. You’ll drain out of the machine. Worse, we don’t know where that hole leads. Could be a bottomless pit.” Sasha said the last sentence offhandedly. Aki wasn’t sure if he was speaking figuratively or literally. “Ri-i-i-ght,” Aki said. “So, jump all over the place while ignoring the background noise. Follow

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?”

"There is only Vesper. And Vesper has a game to win." Zero let out a quiet sigh, his hand lingering on the edge of my desk for a fraction of a second too long, his fingers brushing against mine before he stepped back into the shadows of his terminal. "Then let's win it. The Thorne shipment arrives at Pier 4 at midnight. I've already corrupted their security feed. The stage is yours." A cold, lethal smile spread across my lips. I pulled a sleek, midnight-black carbon fiber mask over the upper half of my face, concealing my identity entirely.

The anticipation in the room was tangible, and I could feel the weight of impending doom hanging over me. "What is this? What evil game are you planning to play?" I gasped, my breath heavy from screaming and exertion. David cast a cold glance at Dane, who instantly understood his silent command. With a flick of a switch, the board slowly began to rotate, my body pressed against it. Panic surged through me as the rotation gradually picked up speed, and I let out a piercing scream. “We’re playing a game called darts.” He said just as the first knife came flying at me.

Andrea just secretly rolled her eyes to him and looked at Franklin who was riding the cart. The game was called game of the death, or chivalry death game. Any number of participants can enter the game. Now, there are only two numbers of participants, Alpha Homer was entrusted to be Alpha by the small version of Andrea, and Franklin who was entrusted fully by Andrea. In the game, there are two sets. First, the participants need to ride in the cart while the two horses are dragging the cart while running spontaneously around the oval.

First up was Pin the Pacifier which was exactly like Pin the Tail on the Donkey but where you pinned the pacifier to the cute baby’s face while blindfolded. I had Belle switch over to recording for this one because there was bound to be a lot of horrifying mess-ups. Rachel and Ezra got to pick teams. The team that got the highest number of more accurate pins won a surprise. However, only Papa and Leonidas knew what the surprises were, so I was almost a bit worried to find out.

With a quick, effortless flick of my blade, I lifted the black puck straight over his glove, tucking it into the roof of the net with absolute, beautiful precision. PING! The puck struck the top iron with a loud, ringing note before bouncing violently into the white mesh. The red light behind the glass flashed to life instantly. The game clock on the giant screen showed that exactly eight seconds had passed since the puck was dropped at the center circle. BUZZZZZZ! The stadium horn blasted a long note through the rafters. I had just tied the game 1-1, but more importantly, the giant screen above the ice began to flash a series of bright, golden letters: