Novel & Cerita Play With Me Read Online

I sulked. He’s been annoying me these days, all the things I want, I can’t have it. “What are you reading on your phone?” I asked, trying to engage him in a conversation but once again I’m ignored by him. The food arrived and we ate in silence, I was in awe when I tasted the food, it was so freaking delicious. “You’re here too?” Someone said, Tobi and I both looked at who it was, my mouth agape when I saw who it was.

Napipilitan niyang sang-ayon. "Hindi kita pinilit na sumang-ayon sa'kin Zykiel. This is between me and my instinct." Matigas na sabi ko. Lumapit siya sa'kin at hinapit ako sa bewang. Napasinghap ako sa ginawa niya subalit hindi ko naman maitanggi na gusto ko ang ginagawa niya. His thumb is playing in my stomach that sent shivers to my spine. It feels like thousands of butterflies are tickling my stomach.

"Did you just attack me with a pool noodle?" "I prefer 'initiated.'" "You're going to regret that." "I regret nothing." I swung back, and it turned into an actual battle within seconds, both of us laughing too loud for something so ridiculous, foam noodles cracking harmlessly against arms and shoulders while a few crew members watched with open amusement from the porch. "You fight dirty," I said, ducking one of his swings. "I fight to win." "There's no winning. It's a pool noodle." "Everything's winnable if you commit hard enough."

So possessive! To Zaybabe: Morning bitch. Ryle and I are meeting up to talk later. Why did you change your contact name on my phone? From Zaybabe: Why are you calling me babe? Okay, if that's your decision. I'll always be here for you. I love you so much. Promise me you'll only be with me? To Zaybabe: I promise. ~Ylluscion

Right when I was utterly lost, my phone buzzed with a string of notifications. Bruce: [The wind in Enhandra carries the scent of home.] Cammy: [Poetic guy.] Shawn: [I miss you a lot in Antana.] Cammy: [Feeling sentimental? Just survived a shootout?] Yvette: [Gomania is freezing, just like my heart.] Cammy: [Stop your sentimental act, Ice Queen. If you don't study now, you won't make it back.]

You wanted to play a game, did you? Fine. I would play this game with you to the end. I opened my laptop, and my fingers danced across the keyboard.

I nearly choked and I was coughing so badly that instead of Liam patting my back, he just rubbed his hand up and down so firmly that it made me choke even more. “Adele, are you okay?” Chanel said sympathetically. Maybe for once she would feel guilty about tricking me into this sex pool. That’s what “let’s play a game” stands for; everyone ends up having sex and disguising it as being something which accidentally happened because they were playing a game. I shake my head, gasping “No,” while trying to breathe. “Maybe if you take your top off you’ll feel better.”

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

That night, for the first time, I walked in without fear. Past the main hall, at the end of the second-floor corridor, two guards stood outside a members-only billiards room. Ava was already inside warming up. "There you are." She looked me up and down. "You look alive. I thought you'd show up like a kitten drowned in rainwater." I picked a cue from the wall. "Sorry to disappoint." "That's more like it. You used to be the pool champ who could shut a room full of men up without raising your voice."

Tell me all of that was a joke, and I'll fill your entire closet overnight. ‘I'll buy you so many new, beautiful shoes.’ I listened to every word, numb and hollow. Nothing stirred inside me anymore. No matter how intricate or how beautiful those new shoes might be, none of them would ever be as special as my first pair. Whatever Declan and I once had was over. It had burned to nothing but ash, just like those shoes. I walked out barefoot, and not a single ‘family member’ came after me. Only Petra's voice lingered behind, dripping with satisfaction. "You're really not going after her? She looked pretty upset."