Rip Off Games 소설 & 이야기

While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident. They said they were mages. Seasoned pro in the game. They gave us the rundown: We were stuck in a horror game. Everyone here? Already dead IRL. The castle had thirty floors. Each floor had its own monster—or monsters. The higher you climbed, the scarier they got. Clear all thirty floors, hit the legendary 9,999 points, and you get a second shot at life. Bonus? A cash prize so massive, you'd never have to work again.

"You're the captain. Protecting everyone is your job. Now that you're injured and bleeding, it's perfect—you can attract the zombies and buy us time to escape. So, just stay here." "Madeline!" Quinton barked. His eyes widened in complete disbelief. At that moment, Madeline lifted her leg and kicked the zombie right in the stomach, fully enraging it. The zombie let out a feral roar. Still clapped onto Quinton, it yanked violently. He screamed in agony, "Madeline!" With a sickening tear, Quinton's entire right arm was ripped clean off. Amid the chaos, someone pulled me behind a hidden rock. I looked up and saw it was Julian, who had bravely questioned Quinton earlier.

Lisa pretended not to see; then, sighing, she popped the lid on a little bottle of vinegar and dabbed his ankle with rough tenderness. “You’re such a child,” she muttered. “And a pussy.” “Love you too,” he hissed, wincing. Phones buzzed across towels like a wave of cicadas. Group—“Formal Fit Check 💃🕺” Carly: paintball 10am Sat — I booked Burnt Track. pay me or I key your boards Tony: stingers after. tower sunset. bring vinegar u cowards Dean: dibs on black mask Travis: Nick vs Me — final round

Natalie…" I walked past him and continued on my way. This time, he didn't follow. When I reached the intersection, Ivy sent me a message. "Ms. Lawson, we're playing a mystery box game at tomorrow's team-building event. Are you coming? I heard everyone's guaranteed to win a prize!" Looking at those words, I smiled and replied, "I'll be there." The next day, I drew a small card at the company team-building event. It didn't say, "Thank you for participating." Instead, it read, "Today's Lucky Winner."

"I have the evidence to prove it. Open your I*******m account and check your husband’s page." I hesitated, studying her earnest face, then reluctantly unlocked my phone. With trembling fingers, I opened I*******m and navigated to his page. What I saw felt like a jolt of electricity coursing through me, shocking and unbearable. The tray I had used to carry the water slipped from my grasp and fell on the floor. There he was, Alex—his smile wide as he reconnected with his first love, kissing her publicly and posting it for the world to see. "I’m so sorry, Kate. I really am," Sophia murmured, her voice gentle as she watched tears pool in my eyes.

The games weren't even supposed to start until 10 pm. As the night went on, the club filled up pretty fast, and by 10 pm we were packed. I had already made $150 just in tips. I loved private party nights. The first game was basically a digital version of rolling a pair of sex dice. One dice had a sex act: lick, kiss, bite, suck, etc. the other had various parts of the male body: ass, cock, balls, mouth, tongue, nipple, etc. The player just pushed the "roll" button and everyone got to see the results on the big screen on the side wall. The first guy rolled lick and nipple. Everyone cheered and he looked around and chose one of the main-stage dancers, Rick.

"Aren't you hoarding a huge haul of resources? Hurry and distribute them to us now! We're not going to make it if you don't!" "Why should I share my resources with trash like you?" Riley retorted. "Once the plants start raining down, you'll—" Riley's words died on her tongue when a notification popped up on everyone's screens. "All bans in the game have been lifted. "Administrator Riley Johnson's rights have been revoked. "Administrator Frank Gideon's rights have been revoked. "Administrator William Green's rights have been revoked. "The game has been renamed from 'War of the Plants' to 'Magnet Apocalypse'."

"Me? Leave? Didn't you hear this beauty screaming for help? She's clearly disgusted by you. She doesn't want anything to do with you. Just get lost already!" With that, the tall man reached out to grab me. The short, stocky man smacked the tall man's hand away and took a step forward, blocking me. "Don't touch her! She's mine—stay away!" The tall man laughed. "That matchmaking flyer said she's single, urgently looking for a partner, and that the first to succeed gets her. Have you succeeded? Has she picked you? No? Then get out of the way—she's mine now!" The tall man raised a hand and slapped the short, stocky man across the face before giving him a shove.

Dear Readers, I wanted to notify you that my pen name has been changed to Briar Rose. I also wanted to apologise to each and every one of you for the lack of updates on my end. I should have apologised to you earlier but I didn't and should have at least left an explanation, but now I am back and I am so sorry for the delay. I will be writing more often and can expect to finish this book soon and hopefully move on to better projects. I would be so honoured to interact with all of you on there! 🖤✨