Novel & Cerita Rhythm Games

I aim a punch towards his jaw, but he effortlessly blocks it, his movements fluid and precise. Undeterred, I shift my focus, targeting his ribs with another strike. However, he anticipates my move, seizing my arm and swiftly maneuvering me to the ground. As I tumble, my leg swings out instinctively, aiming for his face, yet he intercepts it with his arm, blocking the blow.

Lev suggested calmly, standing up from his seat in front of his keyboard. I can’t believe it is this hard to sync in with everyone during actual practice with a band. I keep losing my rhythm, messing up the tempo, and out-sounding the melody carrier. This is embarrassing. I was so confident that I will do well! “Ah, my fingers hurt.” I heard Boaz mumble before putting his guitar down. Seon also removed the sling from his shoulder and put his guitar down. Hiro was wiping his sweat while drinking water from his tumbler. Lev proceeded to review the piece arrangement. I, on the hand, was fiddling with my fingers anxiously.

With a bitter smile, I forced myself to my feet, before swinging my palm as hard as I could at Eve's face, with every bit of energy I had left. "This is for saying that I slapped you!" Then, I smacked her the other way around. "This is for splashing me with cold water!" Eve was taken off guard after being slapped in succession, and she couldn't even form a response. I stopped, looking at her coldly. "You really think hurting me like this will make him love you?" Eve clutched her reddened cheek, glaring at me viciously. I squatted down, grabbed her chin, and said with disdain, "He won't love anyone. You and I are nothing more than substitutes. What happens to me today will be your future tomo

Not warning yet only rhythm. But soon.

I knew there is so much reconciling to do, but there was one other problem. We are barely two days away from another ritual game and if he doesn’t recollect himself together, we could loose everything. My thoughts returned back to my special ability. This could be a fair advantage to use at the fight. It is uncertain what type of game could be played, but having a strong power will certainly help.

My eyelids became heavy as I was about to shut my eyes I heard my Mistress Voice "Laura.. I Jumped out of the bed then rushed downstairs Only for her to smash the plate of Pastries on my face "What is the meaning if the trash you prepare..It irritates me😡"She shouted then sway her hips upstairs I clean the mess the Pastries made as Jewel stared at me I staggered upstairs as sleep took it best out of me Opening my room door..I collapsed on the bed then sleep took over.. ..................................................................... The Alarm woke me up the next morning by 5:30 am..I rushed downstairs to clean and tidy the house before preparing breakfast..By 6:30 am breakfast was read

Short, simple answers—just enough to get through this without giving him more ammunition. His lips twitch, not quite a smile but something close, and it makes my stomach churn. “You’re always playing games, aren’t you?” he says, his words laced with a venom I’ve heard a hundred times before. “When are you going to focus on something that actually matters?” My fists clench at my sides, nails digging into my palms. Don’t react. Don’t give him the satisfaction. “Hockey matters to me,” I say, my tone sharper than I intended.

I don’t like the look on her face. “That was Gabby.” She tells me. “Ok,” I reply. “I am guessing she was the woman here with hottie #1 and hottie #2.” I say to her. “Yes, she is the assistant to Brady, hottie #2. They manage the band Crazy.” Evie explains. I know who that band. They are one of the biggest rock bands. I have been a fan since they released their first album five years ago. I look at her. I am not sure why she is smiling at me.

I didn’t want to go home because I knew I’ll just cry a bucket of tears. So I texted Rachel, thank god she replied fast. Where are you? I’m in the bar, why? Can I join? Are you serious? Won’t Calvin get mad at you? The hell I care. You’re on. I’ll wait for you. The place was crowded, it was noisy but then I needed this. Rachel waved her hand at me, she was with some of our classmates. As soon as I reached their table, I immediately drank one of the alcohol.

"What? Think you've won? Think again. I'm going to take everything from you. Once you're gone for good, Jude will come back to me!" She looked completely unhinged as she lunged at me again. I sidestepped quickly, bumping into the equipment behind me, and things crashed to the floor. "Lyra!" Someone called my name and came rushing in.