Sandman Game Stories Novels & Stories

"The battle is between us, Samantha. You have no rights to harm anyone from my family and dear ones. Let's fight fairly against each other, a woman to a woman!" "I'm the author of this game and I decide what would be the catch of this game, alright? Do not suggest anything there because your suggestions are lousy and useless like you. Do you understand?" I had to stand up for myself, my loved ones, and for Ameline, whose life had been put in danger because of this woman's twisted plans. "If you want a dirty game, I will be pleased to give you that, Samantha. A dirty gamer against the dirty challenger." "Don't scare me, Athara. You're vulnerable and your heart is soft, soft like cotton!"

“Really? I'm the only one privileged enough to know that there is something out there that answers our prayers? How fair is that, Samael?” “You are not one of them.” “Look at me! I am. And I'm not an idiot. I get that you can't fly streamers around the world saying immortals exist. But what if you did it slowly over time?” He reached for my wrist, brushing it with his palm. I let him do so. “Tell me, Shannon. Based on what you've seen. What would be kinder?” I thought of the incubus eviscerating the woman. Noor's decapitation. Samael's games.