Playing For Keeps Book Novels & Stories

Ariana's POV "Henry!" I called out cheerfully. "Have you found your second book yet?" Two minutes after Henry and I had started finding the books on our list, I had devised a game for us to play while finding the books. Since none of us has found even one book yet -Henry had been right when he said the books took long to find- I decided that we should play a game in which we would try to find all of our books first, and whoever won would get to pick what they wanted from the other person. It was a risky reward because I didn't know what Henry would want from me after our near kiss but I was determined to win. I couldn't let him win because I had a goal in mind. I already knew what I wanted f

Then he himself will be either killed or forever exiled from his family. Things aren’t meant to be like this. Then, he opens his eyes. And pulls the trigger. --- SOoooooo the book is finished! This was Part I of the Games We Play series; ACT I: Awakening. I will post information about the second part, which will be a separate story, in the next chapter tomorrow, and then some links where you can get the ebook/paperback if you'd like on a****n the day after that! thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed :) xoxo, Ronnie

I clutched the approval documents for a public welfare project and waved them at Clayton, who was seated on the couch. "This is a surprise." He set down his book and leaned in, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. His chin brushed against my head as he asked, "What kind of surprise has you so happy?" I turned and nestled into him, my voice low. "The vendor who sold you to me, the operation running the arena, and the whole illegal supply chain for venting beastkin… Haven't they been rounded up?"

The manila envelope was in my hand. A new contract. Better terms than before. Fifty million a year. I'd even send her to that fancy school she'd been dreaming of. Five years. My little canary sang her heart out. I’d keep her for another five. A lifetime, even. The car pulled up to the building. I pushed the door open. Pitch black. “Clara?” Nothing. Asleep? I flipped the switch. The living room was empty. That priceless antique cello stood in the corner. Case shut.

"Good. By the way you're not following me inside, the last thing is people staring at me weirdly for having a bodyguard with me. I might be blind, but I can feel their gazes." "But.." "No. I just want one normal afternoon, even though I know that's a far stretch." "I'm going to be outside incase of anything." I pushed the door open. "Just stay in the car, Romero." I stepped into the store, the bell above the door jingling softly as I made my way to the counter. "Hi, welcome to Joe's. How can I help you?" A lady with a warm voice said. "I'm looking for a new phone," I said, running my fingers over the counter to get a sense of the layout. "Something simple, with a keypad would be great."

I ask him, I turn my whole body to him when I ask. He tells me the name of his game, and even tells me about it, he doesn’t know that Thea, his new friend is itchy for his attention and I am glad she isn’t getting any. What his dick has turned me into, and I haven’t had it yet. “Thea is surprisingly a good player, although it was made so the beginning stages are fairly easy.” Thea grins, “You hear that, I am a good player.” “He said any idiot could play it.”

scold, me,” she said teasingly. A smile filled my face and I found myself laughing. “You really are something else,” I reply, looking down at the open book. “So, I am so confused. Marylin finds out that Remus has been lying to her the whole time, but then in this chapter, she sleeps with him. I don’t understand,” she says while showing me the next tab. I smile at her eagerness, “You don’t remember the gift that Remus gives her in the third chapter? A ring, forged in Dolos, the place of lost minds, rectified by the Keeper?” She nods her head as she flips back to the third chapter, “Right, it was a birthday gift.” “Yes, and remember Rosalyn later says that the Keeper went by many nam

Keanu thought, downing the glass and placing it on a side table. In Keanu's mind, deceiving his prey was an option. He didn't care to think of the consequences. He'd do anything beyond his reach to snatch Kitty from her unfit husband. It was his longtime goal, but for him to take the next step, he had to see her move. In a predatory fashion, the bait is ready. All the innocent little doe had to do was bite so the panther could pounce. He was betting his luck. It took a few minutes before there came a knock on the door. CEO West stood up; cleared his throat, preparing to get into character. He went to unlock it and opened the door. It was Cherie; she had on what looked like a naked jumpsuit.

"But stay the fuck away from my sister." "Understood," I say quietly. "I think I am going to head home for the night." Faris picks up his controller and just grunts at me. He and Chad are focused on the game in front of them and they don't see me slip out of the game room. Slowly I make my way back up the stairs to Keena's room. I peek my head into the doorway and see that Keena has her Lycan History Book on her lap. Her lips move slightly as she silently reads the words and I find myself wondering how soft her lips are. I am so lost in my trance that I don't notice her bodyguard getting up from his spot across the room and slamming the door in my face.

She opened it to find a tall, scarred man with a permanent scowl. “Work starts now,” he barked, thrusting a thick book into her hands. She barely caught it, its weight nearly knocking her off balance. The words Rule Book were stamped in bold letters on the cover. “You’ve got one job,” the man growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Follow the rules. And don’t make me regret letting you live.” Wren’s grip tightened on the book as the door slammed shut. She swallowed the bile rising in her throat. This wasn’t survival. This was a game. And if she wanted to win, she’d have to play by their rules… until she could rewrite them.