Snuggles Get Your Head In The Game Novels & Stories

The system snarled. “01:59" Can someone get a break in this game?

--- The Summoning The night before they were supposed to return to school, each of them received an identical message—not through a letter, or a mirror, but in their dreams. A voice echoed in their minds: "Return to the school. The game has chosen its next player." They all woke up in a cold sweat, realizing the same thing— The Reflection Game wasn’t over. And someone else was about to be dragged into it. Who? And more importantly… Would they be able to save them before it was too late? --- The Game Resumes

I looked around the party hall as we entered; it was beautiful. "Welcome to our 30th mating party! Ladies and gentlemen, put on your masks! Now, may we have all the ladies come up here?" A woman, who I think was the MC, grabbed our attention. We all stood up and went to the stage. "Okay! We will be rating you on your strength and beauty to impress your mate." I just sat in my seat as I watched them participate, along with Jess, who also wasn't interested in finding another mate. The MC continued calling the names while I secured my mask on my face.

One of them is the Anthony team, which is attended by only part of the members of the moto gang. On the other hand, Sihan looks worried, repeatedly staring at his smartphone screen. In addition, his eyes were also busy watching from a distance on the runway, closely observing a speeding motorbike leading the game. The cell phone in his hand vibrates, and the phone screen displays an incoming call. Immediately he received the call, the greeting voice sounded loud. "W-William!!" But then no more words were spoken. His lips felt dry, as did his throat from the tension and anxiety still keeping an eye on the motorbike on the race circuit.

He can't see what he is doing as the phone is literally supported on his head. But by hearing the older's loud heart beats, Dae could understand that the older is trying hard to win the game he is currently playing. So if he moves his head now, it will shake the phone and Aroon will lose the game. Not wanting the older to lose his game, Dae again closes his eyes, inhaling the older's familiar scent of cologne.

“What do you think that means, Sie? The game?” “Oh, I didn’t tell you? They have the instructions and details written on the back. Silly of me.” “Do they really!” Paige cried. Sienna already had one hand upon her hip, with her head cocked to one side in a contemptuous manner. “No, Paigey, no they didn’t. How would I know what THE GAME is! We just got this note together.” “Yeah, I suppose so... But if you get to play with him then I bet you’re pretty anxious!” Paige said, giving Sienna a nudge in the ribs.

Mj locked eyes with Ace, and he quirked a half smile as the deadly gleam in her eyes matched his own. “We are going to play a little game, rabbit,” Mj began. Moxie and Jay high-fived one another at her use of their pet name for prey while Ed only folded his head into his hands and mumbled to himself. “Now that we can play in private, I'm gonna tell you the rules... I am going to ask you questions and if I don't like your answer, or you take too long to answer, I am going to bite off one of your fingers and swallow it...do you understand?”

the endearment was said in a low husky tone that it felt as though his voice was caressing my insides and had butterflies setting off in my stomach, forcing me to draw in a deep breath just to get rid of the confusing sensation. “We’ll play a game called Getting to know you,” he stared at me as though expecting an objection but when nothing came, he continued. “I get to ask you questions about yourself and you have to respond. If you hesitate or chose not to answer, you’ll drink a full glass of whiskey, and the same applies to me,”

I heard cheers and boos coming from a small group inside the living room and I quickly went over to watch what the noise was all about! The teen pups were playing a game of tug-tug and spinning the bottle, the loser had to close his or her eyes hold the end of a rope, and pull hard until it could entrap a cone placed at the end of the room!! Each cone was numbered and colored. the bigger the number on the cone the higher your chances of winning the money price placed inside a glass jar at the center of the table. I laughed with the rest when the first gamer failed to pull down any cone

We're playing a game he calls Monopoly, and as much as I call myself smart, I still don’t understand the head nor the tail of the game, even after continuous explanations from Jayan. I guess I'm not smart after all. Asad is playing with us, while Olyon is invisible somewhere nearby. Mosley is at the extreme, typing something in his iPad, keeping his distance. “I have to admit, I was really looking forward to seeing what you would wear to the wedding, Snugbug.” “This,” I lie easily. He blinks, stalling to play his turn. “You were going to sit through a wedding while getting swallowed up by oversized dress that completely hide how perfect your ass is?”