Rock Paper Scissors Book Ending Novels & Stories

⸻ It was responding to Ilyaan. ⸻ Reacting to his thoughts. ⸻ Reacting to his heart. ⸻ 🌙 The Real Enemy The black book suddenly shook violently. 📖🖤 ⸻ The title: THE END OF REALITY ⸻ began cracking. ⸻ Then a hidden chapter emerged. ⸻ A chapter nobody had ever seen. ⸻ THE FINAL VILLAIN ⸻ 😨 ⸻ The library exploded into chaos. ⸻

“Rock, scissors, paper, go!” It was my turn again and teased him. To determine the winner, one last try and this game would end. I glared at him for the last time, imitating his gesture for a good luck which is blowing air to my balled fist. “Rock, scissors, paper, go!” I won. I laughed at him in the air as his pack warriors sided at me who also celebrated with me. Apollo couldn’t believe that he lost to me. Each pack warrior and even Shahida threw a high five for me.

Observing the situation, Mirozlav stepped in and offered a solution. "A fight like that would only lead to both of you getting eliminated. In a situation like this, an honorable duel is the way to settle it." … "3" "2" "1" "HA!" Tim throws a fist, but Twar takes him down with one palm. Twar's paper covers Tim's rock, signifying his victory in the Rock, Paper, Scissors game. The replay video stops, capturing the decisive moment. "Very interesting, indeed." Vartyss, positioned behind the hologram screens displaying these videos, smirks with the satisfaction of a triumphant individual, even though he has already been eliminated and won't make it to the final tournament round.

Leo returned just in time to start the final round of bets. Amber looked around the table again. She felt pretty fucking confident. Ebony always acted as though she held a winning hand and often had shit. Leo’s brows were pinched together, and he only met Ash’s last bet and laid his money on the table. She couldn’t read Grayson’s expression, he was too good at masking it. Ash was more of the unknown wild card really. His face had remained in a grin most of the game. “I’ll raise to six,” she said finally.

He shook his hand while muttering, “Rock, paper, scissors!” As soon as his voice fell, he immediately formed a scissors hand. Linda couldn’t control her fingers at all. She glared at Charlie with her sorrowful eyes. Charlie smiled slightly and said, “Okay, scissors beats paper, I win. You owe me ten million.” “Come on, let’s play the second round.” “Rock, paper, scissors!” “Oh, I win again! You owe me twenty million.” “Come on, third round!” “Rock, paper, scissors!”

“Let’s keep the five-minute run streak. I figured out a quick method to win Gloomie in the last stage. Rock-paper-scissors is a good game.” Unable to find a good comeback, Zen gaped like a fish as they returned to the meadow above. After learning how terrible Sasha was at rock-paper-scissors, Zen agreed. Gloomie’s mini-game was tailored for the swift but unlucky sniper. They finally had the perfect raid strategy.

And with that, the Rosewoods, the loud, beautiful, chaotic Rosewoods, entered the Richardsons' grand anniversary celebration, unaware that this night, which began with laughter and love, would soon turn into something far darker than any of them could imagine. ******** [AUTHOR'S SHAMELESS NOTE 😻😻😻] Hey babies, I would like to inform you that this book is coming to an end this month. But rest assured! I won't rush the ending, I will definitely give you a satisfying ending. If you enjoyed reading this book, kindly click on the book details, leave a review, a beautiful little gem, or give a gift to support the book. I really do appreciate having you all this time since the beginning of this

Clara laughed at Alex as Edward slapped his forehead. "Don't listen to her." Alex grabbed his friend to explain about the paper and stone thing. "We were playing stone paper and scissors. Now I am paper and she is stone. But she is smashing me with her stone. Now tell me, paper only gets the win right?" Alex asked in a serious tone, making Alina and Edward sigh tiredly. Did they spike their drink for this? "Stone is stronger than paper. So not even in dreams, paper can win" Clara raised her imaginary collar as she explained her side.

Perfect. Finally. **THE END**

He says proudly as his face lights up and now I know he has an ulterior motive. "Have you no shame?" I ask him, but he just shrugs and says, "Whatever, let's just play the game if you are not afraid, and whoever loses washes the plate, because left for me, I'm not washing them." "Hmmmn, okay, let's play rock, paper, scissors , right here and now and whoever loses washes the plates." "No, I brought the idea, so I'll choose the game. Let's play card and get this done with."