Red Button Game Novels & Stories

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

Shane’s voice was steady, though his hands clenched tightly. “She looked out the window when the voice said not to. They don’t like it when you disobey.” “The what?” Shane didn’t answer her question right away. His eyes lingered on the girl with the rose blooming from her mouth, then slowly turned back to Farrah. “The ones who run this… whatever it is… they call it a game,” he said quietly. “But it’s not a game anyone wants to play.” Farrah’s hands clenched into a fist… “She’s dead, isn’t she?”

He was actually an excellent salesperson–knowledgeable about the products and persuasive without being pushy. "This is one of our newest pieces." He retrieved a dazzling ruby and diamond dragon bracelet from the display case. "It consists of forty round and pear-shaped rubies weighing approximately four point five carats and thirty marquis, round, and pear-shaped diamonds weighing approximately four carats. It's part of our Exclusive collection, which means there are only ten in existence. Queen Bridget of Eldorra owns the sapphire version." My breath caught. I'd grown up around jewels my entire life, and I recognized a standout piece when I saw it. The rubies were a pure, vibrant red with n

My eyes follow him across the room, and I watch as he picks up the blindfold and slips it over my eyes. "You remember the safeword?" "Red, it all ends. Red for when I can't take no. It means it has to stop. It's not to be used as a way to stop play because I'm sulking. Yellow, I say it and explain the issue. Whether that is I'm getting tired, my legs hurt, or the new toy isn't comfortable. I say yellow, and explain the issue then you decide if it should end or something change to make me comfortable again."

“Neither was the game. And yet here we are.” Mia and Ryan entered, looking equally shaken. Ryan tossed a book onto Anna’s desk. “Found this in the restricted section of the library.” Anna picked it up, reading the title. The Reflection Game: A Curse Through Time. Mia crossed her arms. “It says the game doesn’t end until all the lost pieces of the players are reclaimed.” Anna swallowed hard. “Which means…” Ryan nodded grimly. “We’re not free yet.” Silence filled the room. Logan sighed, running a hand through his hair. “So what now?”

Let the game begin. --

I had to put my head in the game! “Okay, okay. Let's do this” I said and he smiled at my charge and let out several proud nods. We got to where the other Team Blue couples were and listened for instructions. We were playing a shooting game. The toy gun emitted paint and anyone who was shot with the red paint by Team Red would be out of the game. Anyone who lasts till the end of the game — twenty minutes will win the first round. If a person's partner fails and the other partner wins, they win but get one strike.

“Me? Uh… I don’t know about that.” “Then let’s play a game.” She turned to Gianna. “Help me out. If we spot more red cars than blue ones before we get to church, Benjamin has to come inside with us.” Gianna beamed. “Yes!” Benjamin groaned but smiled. “Alright, alright. Let’s see what fate says.” Fate wasn’t in his favor. By the time they reached the small chapel, red had beaten blue by a landslide. Benjamin sighed dramatically but parked the car and followed them in.

"This will do the trick." It's deep cherry red.