Should've Known Your Love Was A Game Mga Nobela at Kwento

“That is what I have been trying to say,” “See you soon son. My love to Sasha,” The game was changing, and no one knew who to trust anymore.

"I know you’re the one stealing from us. And it hurts that your beautiful little sister will pay the price for it too. Expect your death very soon." I smiled bitterly. Mike had always been smart. He figured it out. I wrote back: "If you can catch air, you can catch me." But I knew this was the beginning of war. Then came the ceremony. That night, under the silver light of the full moon, the Moon Goddess chose Sera as my mate. Her scent hit me like a storm. Her eyes searched mine— hopeful, afraid. For a second, I froze. I could feel it. The bond. The warmth. The peace.

Besides, a woman's reputation is everything. The video cut to several blurry pictures taken in a bedroom. The woman's profile looked eerily similar to mine, but the man in those photos had a completely different face. At the same moment, I received a text from an unknown number, but I knew it was from Ivan. "Jennifer, I know there are misunderstandings between us. I believe you're not that kind of person. Come to me. I can help you. I love you always." After reading his message, I trembled with wrath. After all those calm days, he finally showed up with a trap.

The realization that no amount of fated mate glow could protect the people she loved from me. The game had just escalated. And I was winning.

She tears down my walls with her blue gaze. Each part of my game holds its own significance. The fear to establish my dominance. The trust to build the bridges that lead to love, or at least some feeling of love. I've never actually been in love. That isn't part of the game. However, I get release somehow and I'm not even sure why it is essential to me that they fall in love with me.

"Remember that we're players here. Cooperate and stop reacting into every information I say, Aspen Medina was the mentioned target that you're suppose to end up with." I flinched in surprise and wrinkled my nose at him. I don't get why this guy knew Aspen but it's obvious that Mezakiel discovered Aspen's existence as the game manager mentioned. The person I like, being the target and who must end up with me was the victory factor. But why, me?! I crossed my arms and pouted at Mezakiel. "I quitely understand for now. But why me? Why should I be the one to end up with Mr. Aspen Medina to win the game?"

“Andrew, this will be so tough for me. You don’t even realize what you are demanding. People want time, care, authority in love and you are-“ Rachel said while sobbing. “Rachel, this is the thing I want in return for my love. I need to know how much you can sacrifice for our love. Do you agree?” Andrew asked again while hugging Rachel. Rachel took a deep breath and answered, "Yes. I agree." Andrew patted her back to stop Rahel from crying and pressed some light kisses on her forehead to call her. "Get ready. You will be attending Vincenzo's party tomorrow. That's where the game begins." --------------------------------

Luca whispered to her,drawing near, his breath fanning her neck,he could feel her heavy breathing,her body was reacting betraying her just just from his confession,he knew she was trying to deny the fact that she was not affected by him,but she was a liar. "Do you know who i am,you are sick in the brain to think i would fall stupid to the games you are playing,tell me? did she sent you?"She pushed herself away from him looking into his eyes to ask him the question that she wanted to ask the very minute she saw him,she didn't need to make the same minutes again. He was probably some guy her step mother sent to humiliate her again,In as much as his sexy words were affecting her in a dangero

“God, I hate you so… fucking much.” “I’m well aware. I had to read that… over and over again… and yet, that's not what your body told me when I touched you…” Troy raises her hand to slap him, but he catches it lightning fast. “Look, it's all good. I'm not holding grudges,” Dorian murmurs, his face inches from hers. “In fact, we could still play this game.” “What game?” “The one where you try to make me fall for you. I might actually enjoy this.”

Jonny locks eyes with me, “lil' baby in her bag, in her Birkin. No nine to five put the work in. Flaws and all, I love 'em all. To me, you're perfect! Baby girl, you got it, girl, you got it, girl. You got it, girl, you got it, girl! I don't wanna play no games, play no games. Fuck around, give you my last name. Know you tired of the same damn thing. That's okay 'cause baby, you-“. I know I’m probably so red right now, so I don’t dare look away from Jonny as Liam sings the chorus. But as the next hook starts, Jonny pulls me flush against his body and wraps his arm around the back of me at my waist the way he does when we sing Love Lies. Our gaze is locked onto each other as he starts to sing