Question Game Novels & Stories

A young woman walked out of a room that seemed to be the kitchen as a heat wave accompanied by several delicious aroma spread out the moment she opened the door, she had an apron hanging from her neck and tied to her waist, her brown auburn hair danced on her shoulder like waves, her emerald green eyes twinkled as she smiled at the overexcited kid. “Marcus stop running around or you might get injured.” Genevieve said with a smile but Marcus didn’t stop instead he began to shout and jump around more wildly “Yay, I’m finally seven!” he kept yelling as he ran, he then ran towards his mom and jumped into her arms “Mom, I can finally receive the Hunter god’s blessing and move through the shadows

Marco yells from his seat, and everybody laughs, easing the tension. "Alright, this one's good." Isabella says, getting everyone to quiet down. "We must go clockwise, saying one thing we have never done. Those who have done it have to drink. Matteo starts." Matteo's confused for a second. "It's Never Have I Ever." Ariana explains, seeing his face. "I know that game, okay." He says, sitting up straight in his chair. "Never have I ever..." His eyes trail off from the ground as he thinks of something he's never done. His mind is suddenly blank. He's always done everything he's ever wanted to do. Playing this game with these people will get them all drunk.

However, at that point, I did not care because I was deeply enjoying myself, and Cole seemed to be too as he tapped his feet repeatedly on the floor. "Now onto the third game. This will be a series of twenty questions about each other, and the couple with the most correct answers wins," the host explained quickly as he showed the list of twenty questions on the projector and I glanced at it in shock. I did not know half of the questions, and I was not sure Cole knew them too.

I was drinking my juice when Rachel asked the most insensitive questions of all. “So did you had sex already?” She asked, making me choke on the juice I was drinking.

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

“Relationship counseling, carnival‑style.” “The Game does love its themes,” Corvin said grimly. Grant stepped forward, scanning the smaller text that flickered in and out beneath the main rules—a scrolling procession of half‑glitched symbols that refused to stay readable for more than a second at a time. “Does it say how many it’ll take per round?” he asked. Before anyone could answer, the answer made itself clear. A soft chime rang out, echoing weirdly over the water. The lowered gondola’s threshold flared with ghost‑light, stretching out across the boardwalk like invisible feelers.

“Just get ready to call me the champion then.” He chuckled, and we started. The game is simple: we each take turns asking questions; if the other person answers and no one can refute it, you score a point. If you answer wrong or can’t answer, you lose a point. But if someone tries to challenge you and fails to prove you wrong, you score two points. We were now about fifteen minutes into the game, with the score being 10:9, with me leading. It was Hayes' turn to ask a question.

Pat - "No questions, just play. It's 1v1 this time. You will play four games with four different players this time." Jc didn't care, logging his account on the most popular game until now, a team-based strategy game where two teams of five powerful champions face off to destroy the other's base. This game is 'Glory Legends' "Welcome back, Grandpa07!" Pat - "Pffft! Hahaha." Seeing Jc's nickname again, he couldn't contain his laughter anymore. Jc - "Okay, you triggered me now, a thousand for every win, or else I'll just go now."

"Let's play a game! " "Pffff! Another one?! That's enough game for tonight! " "Don't you want to get the answers of your questions? " "What's the rules?" " So it's a neither YES nor NO game, you know how it works ,right?" "Yes this one's easy! " "Haha! " "Why are you laughing?" "However ,there's a slightly sour note! " "Oh no! " "Oh yes ! Haaha! " "What is it then..pfffff...i'm tired if these sour notes! "

"What game?" "You sound interested. Cool." "Arjun, explain the game to our guest." "Sure," Arjun replied smirking and started narrating the game to our guest. "So, Lucifer the game is we will ask you a question and if you fail to answer then we will punish you." He laughed hearing that and I only smiled at him thinking how cruel I am going to be after so long. "Punish me? What will you do? Punch me? Beat me with sticks or kill me?"