Playing For Keeps Series Novels & Stories

Kevin pauses mid-sentence, watching him. “You’re doing it again.” “Doing what?” “Not being here.” “I’m here.” Kevin studies him for a second, then exhales. “Yeah. Sure.” He doesn’t push. He never really does. Instead, he downs the rest of his drink and leans closer. “I’m grabbing another. Try not to disappear.” “I won’t.” Kevin gives him a look like he doesn’t believe that, then turns and slips into the crowd. Arlo stays where he is.

His belt was on the floor in an instant and his fly opened almost immediately. There were four potential investors on the call, each of their faces plastered on the screen as someone else, a possible moderator walked them through the new programs the industry was planning on rolling out in the new year. But Brett's eyes remained unfocused and furrowed as he stared at the computer screen. Granted, I Daisy was lapping at his dick with her tongue like it is a damn lollipop and she was doing it on purpose to drive him insane.

Once he was done speaking, he grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the kitchen forcefully. I turned around to glance at Fiona and noted the evident terror in her eyes. Then, I lowered my gaze. My uneasiness and anxiety were starting to escalate. That night, I kept having nightmares, which made my sleep restless. As a result, I got up quite late the next morning. It was eerily silent in the courtyard. As I approached the main wing of the farmhouse, I heard a conversation drifting from within the building. "Have you contacted him?" "Yeah. The meeting will commence right after the Wintermoon holidays."

I said, becoming extremely impatient as we entered the room. “Yes son, it is. It seems as though the Vampire King’s men have made an appearance on our land,” he said sharply. “Well, what could they possibly be looking for?” I asked, looking between my father and his beta. “And how did they get passed the guards? Shouldn’t they have been on duty?” “That is something we will have to find out,” he huffed. “For now, we will have to keep our guard schedules tight, and make sure no one goes out alone. We don’t have any issues with them, so let’s not start now.”

** ** Welcome to the Harrison Inc. Reunion! We brought together the main characters of Playboy Rehab and Two Can Play That Game for one last Q and A. Leslie Harrison and Sebastian Harrison nicely accepted our invitation, and after five years of living in Canada, have come out to Southern California to reunite with their friends and family. Unfortunately, Fiona, Isabella, Elizabeth and Darcy have decided to be exempt from this interview, but everyone else is gratefully present. They have all agreed to complete honesty, so no questions will be held back. Keep in mind these answers are not censored, so viewers discretion is advised.

Her devilish smile, that I knew she was about to do some thing really crazy. “Yeah, I know. I don’t plan on going for him. I might be a party girl but I'm still a hopeless romantic. He kinda played with one of my friends so I just want to get back at him. Oh. And speaking of the devil.” I followed her gaze and there he was, walking into the cafeteria with a couple more buff dudes, that I recognized as his teammates. Char stood up and she started walking towards them, sending me in panic. “Charlotte Grey! Where are you going?!”

Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.

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.

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o

When I found Silas Pembroke, he was carefully untangling a strand of another woman’s hair from his tie clip. The two of them were wrapped around each other, far too close to pretend otherwise. He let out a mocking laugh. “Jenna, what exactly are you going to accuse Sienna and me of this time?” Sienna Vale smiled sweetly. “Mrs. Pembroke, you stayed away longer than usual this time.” I steadied myself and said, “I’m not Jenna. I’m her twin sister, Summer Sinclair.” Silas burst out laughing. “What is this, your latest stunt?” Then his expression hardened. “Keep pushing me, and I can’t promise you’ll stay Mrs. Pembroke forever.” I only looked at him and said quietly, “Silas, my sister left three