Red Pill Or Blue Pill Game Novels & Stories

Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy. I could not keep my eyes away. For a brief moment we locked eyes, forgetting all others in the room. I took in her appearance from the blue dress that had a heavy defined slit at the back to the silver sandal heels she wore. Fuck, I want to be inside her, fucking her with that dress on. I saw how uneven her breathing became. She was sucking on those lips. I wanted it.

There was no way for Cedric to take the lead. "What's this?" Collins asked. Melvin looked over. Her character was holding the blue shell weapon. He supposed that she hadn't gotten one before, though he couldn't imagine how that could be. Still, he explained it to her. Unlike the green shell which just went straight out wherever you fired it or the red shell which locked onto the racer in front of you the blue shell went straight after the player in first and was except for a rare exception completely unblockable. There was nothing to do but take the hit and, hopefully, move on.

Even Emilio, who’s the buffiest of the guys, couldn’t escape the watchful eyes of the game master. There’s a gruesome punishment waiting for anyone who loses. They are betting money, cars, and as for now, the punishment is to finish the juice made by Anita and Claudia. The liquid inside the tall glass, a cross between brown and green, looks inedible. Only those two know what they put in there, but I don’t want to find out. Emilio, who lost in the dart game against Menandro is as green as the grass beneath our feet. I feel pity for the big guy.

We've only just began. This story can end in a thousand ways possible. In this so called game, there can only be one winner. Welcome to the final level. Players, on your marks! Get set... go! ⚘ end ⊹ of ⊹ season 1 ·································································································································· NOVEMBER 2022

"I'm sorry for not letting you know where I have been." "We know where you are." "What?" How could that happen when she didn’t notice anyone following her? Or even trying to contact her? One of Sierra’s biggest fears was what if someone tried to stop the wedding, which obviously didn’t happen. When Sierra was made to believe everything was going well according to her plan, she was being fooled that she had mastered the escape game. "We also know you got married." "Even Mama?" Indie let out an arrogant snort. "Little Rose, you have so much to learn. You try to run or hide, but you'll come around and come back."

Lulu said, her brow furrowed. "That's where you're wrong, Lulu." Yilan, my right-hand man, said as he entered the room. We both turned to him, shocked. "What do you mean?" Lulu asked first, recovering from the surprise. "I made a few researches after we raided the cold room, and turns out the Red Pill—a very mysterious pill on the black market—can help vampires pretend to be wolves. And guess what?" My gaze widened. "The pills need coagulated blood."

“ What if the players are to have sex with canines as round six game? “ Thane introduced to his brothers, he also wanted to see if his brothers would allow their favorite play the game. Chad initially appeared ecstatic, “ Splendid, that is sure to entertain us! “ Then, he thought about Color Blue and what her reaction would be. “ Two million dollars that color Blue don't play this insane game. “ Chad said almost immediately. “ Oh, protecting our favorites are we? “ Thane replied smiling. “ Two million dollars that color Yellow don't play this game. “ Klein replied, also protecting his favorite player. “ Then its settled, the other players will partake in this deadly round. And since i didn't

His skin was glistening with a fresh sheen of feverish sweat, his dark jaw clenched as he stared at the flashing grid maps of the shipyard. "You're bleeding again," I said, my voice low and flat as the adrenaline of the fight began to recede, leaving behind a cold, sharp irritability. Malakai didn't look up immediately. His large right hand flew across the mechanical keyboard, entering a complex string of commands that closed out the hijacked security feeds before he finally turned his dark, bloodshot eyes toward me.

Marissa read hers, "I'm a single Mom's daughter, I was gravely ill, not later I found out the medicine she bought as cure is poisoning me so I had a hidden grudge on her. I'm a killer. The target will be blindfolded and hide from the killers, and the killers can choose to catch the target and tickle her or help her escape the other killers. The blindfolded target can have a chance to stop the tickling if he or she will be able to name the killer in front of her. We played the game afterwards after explaining it briefly to them. The game appeared to be fun and successful, if I do say so myself. "That was fun!" Marissa said, panting from running all afternoon. "Yeah," they all said.

His tone is firm, commanding. I reach out instead, my fingers shaking. “Just give them to me.” He doesn’t move. “Open your mouth, Serena.” “No. Just put them in my hand.” I clench my jaw. His eyes darken, a flicker of irritation crossing his face. “You always pull this shit when you’re bad. Just take it.” I stare at the pill, my vision unfocused but still sharp enough to notice something’s wrong. The color it's blue, not the usual pale yellow ones from my bottles.