Play Nice But Win Novels & Stories

"I won today." He couldn't argue with that, and from the look on his face, he knew it, and from the look on hers, she knew he knew it, and somehow this entire exchange ended not with either of them storming off but with Mitchell flopping down beside him on the rug and immediately starting to set the pieces back up, like the argument had simply been a formality required before the next round. "New game," she said. "I'll let you win this time." "You can't 'let' someone win, that's not how winning works."

She was ready to defend fiercely—and she did. We talked a lot about the play and other small things. It was heartwarming. She was getting comfortable with me. The music ended, leaving a lingering sweetness in the air. "Their service is top-notch here," Mira said, sipping her wine. "Strong taste, but perfect." "It’s one of my favorites. A well-brewed Italian wine—strong and soothing." "I haven’t seen this before, not even at Laura’s winery." "Laura—your friend, right?"

I responded when I couldn't take it anymore. "Well, very well said, Ms. Winner, but I think you are losing this game." He said with total confidence. "I am not playing any of your stupid games, Prize, so you better shut up since you are new. I never lose. Can you spell my family name? It is W-I-N-N-E-R. I am a winner Prize. And if you think about my name, it is Victory, so you are only a prize for my win." I said, and I hated him more when I heard his laughter reverberate the entire room.

Bryce and Marvin were last, and Marvin pulled out the win. They all did a quick paper-rock-scissors to see who would play last, and she and Marvin drew first. She did her best to make the loss look realistic, and as Marvin jumped to his feet, his fist pumping the air, she figured that she'd done a good job. Beck faced off against Marvin for the last match, and she was a little impressed when Beck pulled out the win. "What a rip-off," Marvin said, tossing his controller down to the couch, but grinning, nonetheless.

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.

He said with a smile. I sighed and said helplessly, “Alright, then let’s play one round.” He shook his head. “No, we have to win at least once. It doesn’t count if we lose.” We played a fighting game. If we were not the winner, we would have to fight again. I was about to explode. However, when I usually played the four-player game, I could win 1/3 of them, then if I played a player game, the probability of being the winner would be much higher. Maybe I could win in the first round.

Carson whispered and winked while relaxing back on his chair. No doubt he was a player, he also didn't believe in love like people usually say. And most girls fall at his feet because he was handsome, rich, and hot. And there was another player of the year, his best friend, who is also his partner in crime. “Hey, what do you intend to do today? There is this new girl I saw at the club. Damn! She is fucking hot.” Owen praised, while demonstrating her figure with his hand, and Carson chuckled.

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

With the annoyance seeping through me, I didn't notice that my kick seemed to get too strong. Later, Axis fixed himself. This time, he flashed a smile and it looks like he hasn't been kicked by me because his laughter came back. I mentally shook my head. Hah! And he seemed happy after tripping me and make a fool out of me, huh? I shot him a deadly look but he just kept on laughing. "Sorry. It's just that... you are so easy to gullible with." When he laughed, my blood boils in great annoyance.

She smirks, “Auntie Ellie says something similar: ‘Winning can be hard, and losing can be harder. Never stop playing just because it’s hard, stop playing when the fun has gone.’.” He blinks, and nods. “Wise words.” She grins and nods. He finishes the game, winning, and they reset. They start the next game, but then he feels a wave of panic from Ash.