Rock Paper Scissors Book Ending Novels & Stories

"Okay, that's one for you." Jasmine smirked, feeling victorious. "One-nil." They squared off for the second round. Once again, their hands moved in unison. "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" This time, Marissa's paper defeated Jasmine's rock. She pumped her fist in the air, a triumphant grin on her face. "One-one." Jasmine wasn't about to give in so easily. "Best out of three, remember?" They readied themselves for the final showdown. Both knew that this round would decide who had to spill the beans. Their eyes locked, determination etched on their faces.

Jim lightly tapped on the watch. Creed too tapped on his watch. Jake's watch vibrated two times. "Creed bets $6000 and Jim bets $4000, so the bet for the second round will be $6000. Start!" ~Rock~ ~Paper~ ~Scissors~ Everybody saw a paper on one side and rock appeared on another. Surprisingly, the result was just the same as the previous one. Jim had the ugliest expression this time. He wanted to commit suicide for doing the same thing as before and went for the rock. Well, Creed also had the same idea about his choice.

The game was messy and fun and dramatic—you know, obviously, because the girls were involved. We were mid-argument about whether the last ball was in or out when Mr. Rowe called over both Jackson and Ellie. They jogged off toward where he was seated with his girlfriend. The rest of us continued to play until the siblings walked back to us a few minutes later with a tall dude with them now. Ellie was smiling brightly, clearly excited. Jackson, though—he looked… off. Not angry or anything. Just tense, maybe. “Guys!” Ellie beamed. “This is Quinton.”

END GAME Book Two in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I don’t know what hurts worse: my wrist or my stomach. The pain there is more concerning, and my wrist could be broken in two and my mind would still be on my baby. I know it takes a lot to hurt a baby this early in the pregnancy, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying. I flatten my hand over my stomach, looking at the spot where the guy was just standing. I’m shocked, scared, and unable to figure out why he looked so familiar.

This situation made him speak up. Too cunning! But waiting here for the two wasn't a solution either. Ethan made a decision. "The old way." Rock, paper, scissors. The two focused and held their breath, playing a round of the game. One round settled the outcome. Ethan suffered a miserable defeat. Jackson sighed with relief.

Then, without wating a second, his hand grabbed mine, opening my curling fingers while I shook my head, silently pleading for him to let me go but demon didn’t show mercy. "Shoot them" he commanded with clenched jaws making me scream with a sob as I straightened my spine screaming "No, I'm playing." He flicked his finger at them and they stepped back, making me sigh in relief but for how long when death looming over their heads like a sword? “First round,” he pointed, raising his hand slightly, making my eyes instinctively shut. My mind scrambled, dizzy with panic, trying to decide Rock Paper Scissors... What should I choose?

Yashvir said softly, closing his eyes as well. "I love you too," Ahankara replied. At that exact moment, Rudra cooed, making both of them smile, before they dozed off into a peaceful slumber. - - - - - - The End. A/N: Thank you to anyone who made it to the end. Love you all. This was officially the last chapter of this book. There will be no Epilogue, as I feel this ending is already too perfect and beautiful for something else to follow. Once again, thank you for sticking till the end! <3

Time to end this one way or another. ***

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FINALLY!! The BULLIED series has come to an end. I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much. I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it. I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.