Play Bigger Novels & Stories

Playing with me means playing with a big fire. ****** .

"Great. Just what I want after two hours on the ice." She laughs, and the sound does something to my chest. "Come on, All Star. Let's go." The sponsor is some billionaire named Sterling who runs an insurance company. His jerseys are on our backs. He's brought his son, Brad, a college kid who's already swaying on his feet. "Fantastic game," Sterling says, slapping my back. "I think you've got a playoff run on your hands." "Thank you, sir." Brad stumbles over, holding a beer. "Bro, that was sick. You had Winnipeg cooked."

“Listen to me carefully. This is no longer just a smear campaign. This is a coordinated attack involving corporate rivals, political interests, and media syndicates with deep financial backing. Someone wants to force you into a corner.” “And then what?” “Then they will offer you an exit,” Adrian replied. “One that benefits them.” Nora’s hands curled at her sides. “I am not accepting anything from people who destroy lives for sport.” A flicker of approval crossed his eyes. “Good. Because I have no intention of letting them dictate terms.” Before she could respond, Adrian’s phone buzzed. He checked the screen, his expression tightening further. “It is starting,” he said. He turned the phone to

Played? This is bad.

I blurted out. Adam’s smile grew wider. “Just follow my lead and trust me. Oh, I just love a freaking good game...”

“Think bigger.” Everyone laughs.

, he asked trying to conceal the huskiness in his hoarse displeased voice. Cynthia shook her head," you're a player, you shouldn't think about those things". On hearing her words, Jeffery, again, for the first time, didn't feel the usual pride he felt when someone refered to him as a player. For Cynthia it was like since he was a player, then she could play along. He gritted his teeth, this woman had never given him face. Cynthia watched his angry face and felt satisfaction welling up, "if you're that mad I can go back". She said,

There are too many people today and I can't handle them! Callie put on a calm expression to comfort her ."It's fine, I'm here. “Just stay by Samuel’s side. I’m so pleased, his performance was perfect.” He was neither arrogant nor self-deprecating, and he answered appropriately. Callie smiled, she was satisfied with his performance and pulled him to the side to talk to him about things he needed to pay attention to when discussing commercials. She needed him to gain some more fame, fast. Looking at the other advertisers outside,

just as expected people are staring at Baby. We were offered drinks, but Baby declined, so I bent in next to her and whispered, "Grab a flute." I did notice how she barely wet her lips with it as she went for one. I laugh at her lack of culture. I have not had the opportunity to get to know her on the deeper end. Since my brother has wreaked even more havoc on my world. We've been playing these games for I can not remember how long but tonight it would be the biggest burn, he'll ever get from me. After the show, there were loud applauses in the next room, and I am looking forward to seeing my brother's expression when he meets the retriever he hired to steal from me.