Playing For Keeps Series Novels & Stories

As Mom grew hysterical and looked ready to collapse again, Dad quickly caught her. Danny walked out of his room. He did not look like he had just been woken up. Clearly, he had been awake the whole time. He walked over to Dad and tugged on his sleeve, looking up with a confused expression. "Dad, did Sienna die?" He blinked, tears falling to the floor. Then, he turned to Mom. "Mom, did I kill her?" That single question pushed Mom, who had just started to calm down, over the edge again. She crouched down and wrapped her arms around Danny. Tears poured down her face.

and what I just saw pissed me off. On Monday I got up and put on my black and white suit, without the jacket since the weather wasn't cold. Then I took my lunch and bag and headed to school. I drove in and parked my car. Mariah came to me and gave me a hug.. "Feels like I haven't seen you in like forever..." I smiled, "it's only been two days Mariah, stop being a bit baby.. anyways how many games do you guys have left.." "One.. and it's amazing coz we already know that we are on the quarterfinals, this game is just supposed to be played.. I'm now looking at the likes of Iketleng High School and Saint Louis..."

Just clenched her fists tighter. "What’s your name?" Her voice cracked. "Sarah." I stared at her. Her eyes welled with tears... and for the first time in a long time, my heart did something strange. It twisted. "I... I want to leave," she whispered. "Please. Just take me away from here." I hesitated. Then nodded. "Yeah. I’ll get you out of here." Jackson drove us off, the city shrinking behind us. I’ve lived a double life for years... CEO by day, mafia lord by night. I’ve never mixed business with sentiment. Never cared.

There were only five words in his reply. "Who on earth are you?" I lightly tapped on my screen and replied to him for the first time. "Who do you wish I was?" Moments later, Austin sent me a video call request. I fell back onto the bed and calmed my breathing down. Then, I threw my phone onto the bed and let it continue ringing for all I cared. I had been keeping up with this game for more than two weeks. It had started off with just photos of me in my underwear. Eventually, things escalated until I was now sending him videos of my masturbation.

He punched him again and again, not relenting until the two men who came in with them went to him to stop him from either breaking Lord Jaycee's nose or killing him. “Please, you have to stop. If it escalates more than this, people could gather, and this could make the papers, and we do not want that to happen,” the man who was holding Alpha Leo said. Alpha Leo was breathing really heavily as he listened to the man and moved away from Lord Jaycee. Alpha Theo, who had been standing there the whole time, just walked up to me and grabbed me by my hand, teleporting out of the hotel room. We appeared in the living room of the mansion, where everyone was gathered.

A silly little game, that is all it was supposed to be but it turned to so much more. It was four years ago and I was fourteen. It was my brother's going away party. At sixteen male werewolves go to academy to serve in the military and prepare for their adult roles in the pack. My brother Bo and his best friend Drake were leaving the next day. The adults had already called it a night and the teenagers had somehow ended up in the basement playing truth or dare, typical dumb kid stuff. When it came to Drake's turn, he was challenged to draw a name from a cup and go play seven minutes in heaven with them. He drew my name. I had always had a crush on Drake and this was my chance. He was gorgeous

In the span of a measly forty-minutes play, he had visited places in his psyche, spaces in his soul, he had never even known existed. By the end of it, he was floored, knocked out flat. He forced himself to remain standing as per the custom at the end of the play. He wanted to kneel down or at least bend and place his palms on his knees, hold on to something. Somebody give me a water bottle right now... With surprise, he noticed that the spectators—it was a sizeable crowd for a weekday, were standing, actually standing on their feet. A first. But then, as suddenly as the applause had begun, it stopped.

"Please, I'm sorry. My mom's innocent. I'm begging you, help her..." But Dr. Steinbeck stepped in, looking regretful. "Sorry, Mr. Carter. We're flying to Amiraka for a conference. We won't be around for the surgery. But don't worry—this hospital's got the best team in the city. They'll take care of her." And with that, both doctors left. *** I only heard about this later from Dr. Steinbeck. Word is, Jasper stayed kneeling outside the OR. Raymond stood nearby, fists clenched in regret. Then he just snapped—decked Jasper right across the face.

I push down the tightness in my chest and head back to the fire. When I get there, the music is louder, and the guys are crowded around, passing shots and laughing like idiots. Ray notices me first and waves me over. “We’re playing Truth or Dare,” he says, grinning. There are several shots lined up before each log, and I make my way to the one I abandoned earlier. The girls are off to the side, playing some other game, shrieking every now and then. Ray makes it my turn because of course he does, and the bastard looks at me with a glint in his eye.

The corners of his eyes were red, as though he was holding his emotions back by sheer force of will. Janet hurried forward. "Wren, you've been with him for ten years. You know he never means what he says. There's no way he'd actually let you walk out of here barefoot. He's just trying to get you to stay." The words had barely left her mouth when Declan picked up the shoes and tossed them into the fireplace. "You wore those shoes for six years. Now, you're giving them back to me? I don't want them. They're filthy."