Playing To Win Read Online Novels & Stories

I had to show him a vision of victory just within his grasp to push him into launching another attack—one that we would not retreat from. As I turned back to join Reed, a dark smile curved my lips. He was but another pawn in a game far larger and more dangerous than he realised. If I played my part right, he'd never suspect a thing. The pieces were in place, and with every tactical error, Reed made, with every ounce of strength he wasted, my ultimate victory felt inevitable.

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.

After some moves, he falls into the trap I've been laying while pretending to be innocent. ' What the fuck! You didn't do this, did you?' I stand up and do a victory dance before I finish the game. That was quick. ' What just happened, I never loose,' ' First of all,' I start, ' Play the player, don't play the game. It's a game of wits,' ' So you distracted me to win?' ' You play with the feelings of your opponent, use them to your advantage, like I did, by...' 'Okay, that's not happening again, it's a new trick and you can't use it twice,' he argues.

His smile was smug and I found myself smiling at his brazenness too. “You have to win for me to be able to grant your wish though.” His voice was louder than usual as he was now a distance from me. The sun shone down on his dirty blonde hair, making it look golden. I realized I actually missed looking at him all this while I was up in my room, fading away. “Oh, that’s easy.” The game started. He tried to pass one in right away but I didn’t let him. Not coming out for almost three months was starting to show on me immediately, but I didn’t let that stop me.

Things that Winona can see and read from his eyes, yet he pretended that he didn’t hear a thing. “Toying with you? Why? I do not know you in the first place for you to say that I am teasing you. Besides, I wanted to suggest that I could be the one right now that could introduce a game to you. He draws a cunning smile, indirectly answering those hidden questions that Winona has. In the end, accepting the challenge and ends up drawing a sinister smile from within. With all of those taunting words, JK decided to play a bit more, or not. He couldn’t distinguish, yet he is delighted to know. But perhaps he already did. It is just he is playing with the facts and now playing his own game.

His heart punched against his ribs. This was it. The boundary he'd been trying not to look at, let alone cross. But Reid had just kicked the damn door down like it was nothing. His voice came out tight. “A-And if I win?” Reid grinned. “Then I’ll suck you off. Fair’s fair.” He winked, flipping his controller up with the confidence of someone who knew he wouldn’t lose. Blake’s hands trembled as he grabbed his own controller. He stared down at the buttons like they might betray him. He needed to win. Had to win. Not because of pride. But because if Reid touched him like that, if he lost, there’d be no turning back.

I’ll make him see her for the manipulative witch she really is. Slowly, I’ll isolate him from everyone who might try to take him away from me. I close my eyes, the pain in my abdomen now a distant ache, replaced by a burning determination. This is my game, and I’m playing to win. Winona doesn’t stand a chance against me. Neither does Judy or Gus. By the time I’m finished, I’ll have everything I’ve ever wanted.

“You’re playing a dangerous game.” He looked up at me, his mouth red and wet from having me inside of it. My cock slowly started to harden again, betraying how much I wanted it. Victor stood up and reached for his belt, pulling it off slowly and dropping his pants to the floor. My mouth watered at the sight of his naked body, and I wanted to touch him. “I play to win.” I looked away taking a step back as I zip up and buckle my trouser “You won’t win with me.”

“God, I hate you so… fucking much.” “I’m well aware. I had to read that… over and over again… and yet, that's not what your body told me when I touched you…” Troy raises her hand to slap him, but he catches it lightning fast. “Look, it's all good. I'm not holding grudges,” Dorian murmurs, his face inches from hers. “In fact, we could still play this game.” “What game?” “The one where you try to make me fall for you. I might actually enjoy this.”

I was nothing but a pawn; my resemblance to Seraphina was the entire premise of their sick wager: whoever won my heart first would win Seraphina’s hand in marriage, and with it, unchallenged control of the East Coast underworld. In my past life, I’d screamed myself hoarse, demanding to know if his late-night comfort, whispered vows, and the silver bracelet engraved with our initials had ever been real. He’d stared at me coldly and told me it had all been a game to win the bet. His heart had only ever belonged to Seraphina. Vincent, the man who’d sworn to protect me no matter what, had laughed in my face. “You want undivided love? Neither Nick nor I can give you that. You were always just a p