Sacred Games Novels & Stories

“It made national headlines.” “It’s not the first time Alphas have gone psycho trying to defend their lines and packs,” Jesamine said wryly. “One of them probably gave him the zig and tried to keep it a mystery.” “This isn’t a joke,” I said sternly. “The Sacred Call is a serious tradition of honor and respect. Colluding is… is—” “Forbidden.” Deidre said. “A direct challenge to the Goddess herself,” I agreed. There was silence then, Jesamine stubborn but lost in her own thoughts. Perrin was quiet, absorbing the news of the last few minutes.

I don't even know how to give a lap dance. I stood up and carried my purse i kept on the couch, i was sweating already. As i increased my pace to go out of the room, Sammy stopped me. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh? The game is not over yet." He said "Since you don't want to play along with what you picked, you have to pay 50USD before we can let you go. You know the rules " Tala added 50 what? How on earth will i get that amount from?

She mostly kept to the city, but she loved the sights of the colourful lights and brightly decorated stores that stood out in the gloom of the night. “What are you hungry for?” “Anything.” She answered, distracted by the teenage girls playing hopscotch in front of a four-storey building. “Anything.” He repeated. “Do you come here often?” "Not recently, but I used to." He pointed at her window. "There is a gaming centre down that road. In college, I loved to come over and play a game or ten with my friends." "What kind of games." "RPG." "Are you any good?"

My fingers raced across a slim, encrypted terminal, linking the Vesper protocols into Zero’s remote proxy network. Across the room, Malakai stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass, entirely bare from the waist up. The cold daylight caught the brutal tapestry of scars tracing his shoulders and back —souvenirs from corporate takeovers that had been fought with lead rather than contracts. He was holding a secure phone to his ear, his deep voice dropping into that quiet, chilling cadence he used when he was ordering the liquidation of an enemy’s assets.

"Dug deep, like you wanted." Zeke took the file and returned to his desk, flipping it open immediately. His eyes scanned the pages, the details hitting him like a freight train. Damien Hartley: 29 years old, game developer from an affluent religious family. At 20, he'd been kicked out for his attraction to men. His family had locked him up, subjected him to sessions meant to "cure" him—starvation, beatings, chains—until he'd faked his way out, grabbed his savings, and fled. He'd moved in with Eli, who was just a friend at the time. Their relationship had started as friendship for five years, then evolved to friends with benefits for a year, before becoming full lovers. It was a history of su

Brandon stopped Erin with a soft question. "Wait. Sacred Laws?" He questioned her, then he shared a look with Ezekiel. "What Laws are those exactly? And what Wars are we talking about?" "Well they are the doctrine....or the codes by which all Shifter society function." Erin glossed over, not seeing the blank look on Brandon's face. "The Sacred Laws were created soon after The Great Loss and it is known throughout all seven of the Shifter Clans that these Laws were written by the Dragon Lords."

“The object of the game, Master Kevin, is to reach enlightenment, the Gateway to Understanding. That is what a player hopes to win.” Without taking his eyes off us, he laid down another tile offering two plain, etched-in-black characters . . . “This means ‘gateway.’ It is what Sốphận players seek, the Gateway to Understanding.” Kevin folded his arms, looking interested. “Understanding? Of what?” Mr. Trung smiled but it wasn’t his same, kindly-old man expression. This smile seemed enigmatic . . . maybe even a little threatening. “Of everything, Master Kevin. Understanding of the self, of the surrounding world. Of the Ancients, even the universe. But the Gateway is guarded by the Four Sacred B

"Well, I have to announce that," Colza took a deep breath, "the Dark Organization, my organization has the records of lies," "Ehh?? Then what's the purpose of the Sacred Book??" Zaykee replied. "Well, for your information, the Sacred Book is the only book that can work with the Sacred Incantation," Colza answered while staring at Zaykee's eyes. "Then, what're the Records of Lies' purpose?" Everyone turned their bodies at the back since Von asked too.

I’m sensing the worst my mate does not want me, but I hope I’m wrong about it. Before I could confirm my accusation, he spoke “I don’t want a mate” I could feel Blossom and I whimper at his words, it was like a knife being stabbed into my heart. I never thought my mate will hurt me at first sight, I always dream of this moment, I remember my mother telling me that mates are sacred. They are a gift from the moon goddess, and you should cherish them no matter what. Here my mate does not want me, I need to know why? So I ask “Why you don’t want a mate?”

"You're still lying, even now!" They looked at me as if I'd lost my mind. "You're not well, are you?" "You're the ones who aren't well!" I pointed at them, my voice echoing in the vast warehouse. "You did it to sell my kidney!" "That wasn't a blood transfusion. It was a nephrectomy! That's why my body had such a violent reaction after the surgery!" The only sound in the warehouse was the howl of the wind. "Dead men tell no tales. That's the real reason you staged this whole act, to make me commit suicide!" I spelled out the cruel truth.