Siren Head Game Novels & Stories

But she would also be a spy. The first day was over. The game was just starting. It was a dangerous game, and the prize was her brother's life. Iris took a deep breath. She had to be strong. She could not let Silas see her cry. She could not let the house see her fear. She walked out of the room and into the dark hallway. The red light of the camera followed her every step of the way.

My heart skipped a beat when he put his hands on the wall and leaned close to me, ripping my strength to replace it with his intoxication. "Miss Beth." He whispered huskily, completing his sentence, moving his face so close to mine. I shuddered as I could feel his malicious plans under my fingernails, stirring my mind. "What game?" I asked in a whisper, not liking this at all but his offer was too good to resist. He let out a low yet dark chuckle and moved to my neck and spoke up in a whisper, "For the next ten minutes, I will seduce you and if the word 'Please' escaped your lips. You lose."

"Why? Why? I just wanted to go home. That's all I wanted." I pulled her into a hug, my voice low. "It's okay. It's over. You can live now. Really live." She nodded through the tears, watching as I headed for the next floor. Floor 28. The player was already gone. I leaned in, careful. "Hello? Anyone home?" No reply—just barking. Then it stepped out. A three-headed hellhound, jaws soaked in blood. One head was half-destroyed, brain matter leaking out.

~Sienna~ The small, flesh-colored bud in my ear hums with a faint, electric sound as Nova pulls the zipper of my silk gown upward. The sound of the teeth locking together feels final, like a gate closing. To Nova, who is fussing over the lace on my sleeves and humming a wedding march, I am just a nervous bride. But every crackle in that earpiece is a heartbeat in a high-stakes game. My hands are steady, but my mind is a tactical map.

These were what flashed in his head like he was being programmed and without a second thought, he grabbed a flower vase and smashed it on her head. “Arrgh!” Alessia screamed in pain as the base destroyed completely, its flowers falling down in bits. Immediately, the doorbell rang and he spared her a last glance, watching her groan in pain before leaving the room. It was like he was being brainwashed because desperation pushed out some actions he couldn't control. He descended the stairs with long strides and getting to the main door in the sitting room, he opened the door to see a delivery girl. Earlier, he had ordered food for both him and his fiancée.

"For example... what do you think your face will look like when I pull this trigger?" "Cameron!" My voice shook as I tried to keep it together. He closed his eyes for a moment, the tension hanging thick in the air. Just as his finger moved to the trigger, the sound of sirens sliced through the night. Before Cameron could react, several SWAT officers appeared behind him. Quick as a flash, he spun out of their line of sight. "Nobody move!" he shouted, then looked at Jessica.

Eve said. She came to sit close to him, and she took his hand in hers. She smiled. "I really love your shirt." Elvin grinned. "Thanks. I was scared it wouldn't be your size." "So, the game we are playing, was it like the kind you and Lisa played?" Eve asked. Elvin slightly shook his head. "No. Yours is more complex. More arranged. Filled with more deception and seduction." Everybody was a pawn in this game. The entire city was like a board game. If Elvin tried to flee from her, Eve would lockdown the entire nation, and she knew the right people to call.

Instead, my children rushed to me, tears streaming down their faces as they hugged me tightly and asked why I hadn’t reported it to the police. I stroked their heads gently, then pressed play on a recording. Natalie’s voice filled the venue. “You think you can take the title from me? Don’t overestimate yourself. “If I so much as frown, Jared would tear out his heart for me. He’s more loyal than a dog. In South City, the Johnson Group is everything.” Jared spun around to glare at Natalie, his eyes blazing like fire. She panicked, ducking away from the cameras, desperately waving for someone to shut the recording off.

I had once stood in front of a travel program and quietly said that I wanted to see those places when I grew up. Several months later, Mother returned and contacted a child advocacy organization. Hundreds of thousands of people watched when the livestream began. Mother sat before the camera after her hair had gone mostly white. The empty wooden box rested on the table in front of her. For the first time, she told the world the truth about the black and gold stick game.

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!