Snuggles Get Your Head In The Game Novels & Stories

I swung back, but my hand landed across her face instead. Rachel clutched her cheek where I’d hit her, glaring at me with venom. I feigned surprise. "Oops, sorry. There was a mosquito. I was just trying to swat it for you." Her voice rose in rage, "You did that on purpose!" I put on my most innocent expression. "Rachel, why are you so sensitive? You’re overthinking it. I was just swatting a mosquito." Her fury boiled over. "You ignored me when I called you, and now you slap me in the face!"

Sam muttered to Night. “If we fall into love, will that be covered too?” Kim, who heard what Sam said, winked. Night cracked the tiniest smirk. Sky turned to Aron. “Please don’t shout at me.” “Only with love, babe,” Aron replied, already tying the blindfold. — The game kicked off in pure chaos. The path was lined with foam blocks, pillows, and even a rogue yoga ball. The boys weren’t just tripping—they were full-on flailing.

Brooklyn shouts, “Got it!” It feels like I took a kick to the gut. Well, wasn’t I cocky? Of course, words can knock you down. Brynn isn’t lying. That’s exactly how mating Cadoc will go. All of a sudden, I’m tired. I want to plop down in the middle of the waxed wood floor, right on top of the painted Moon Lake logo. Brynn and Teagan seem satisfied. They giggle together and shift positions, refocusing on winning the game without any display of superior skill.

A flick of my wrist sends the top of his head flying, while the rest of him slumps to the ground. “Mate,” I say, turning back to him, “this is exciting and all, but you gotta get your head in the game. I have plans for where that head is gonna be later.” I wink at him and turn back to the fighting, taking a defensive stance in front of him and Zak. My mate huffs out a laugh before turning back to Zak. “Earthshine Pack is here, too. All of us have blue bands on our tails so that you know who is a friendly, since we weren’t here in time to sign alliances.”

Nigel stated We started the game and we were all having fun and laughing when I felt something weird. I felt like I heard something in my head but yet it felt like they were sitting right next to me. I looked around but no one was talking to me. Nigel was talking to Mom and Jon was looking at his cards. So I just blew it off and went back looking at my cards. I must have been in my little world because I jumped when Nigel tapped me on the shoulder to let me know it was my turn. We finished up playing and I won the game and Nigel was a sore loser. Then she asked what was up and she could tell I was distracted and she still couldn’t win. I just shook my head and laid down to sleep. I fell asle

Byul took a deep breath as he clasped his hand, crackling it a bit. He then pulled up the closing rack and saw many zombies gnarling on the screen door. “Alright time to test out this upgraded speed.”

Steve and Gary share a look. "That's what we thought. Now, the game is quite simple. It's called 'You Scream, He Bleeds.'" I gulp, guessing what they're insinuating. Gary comes around me, pulling a cart with a random assortment of things. None of which look pleasant. "Now, the rules of this game are quite simple. If you scream, he bleeds. The louder you scream, the more he bleeds. Got it?" I nod my head, tears beginning to form. I bite my lip hard preparing myself for what will happen, making sure that I try not to scream.

Lisa grabbed my hand before rubbing them softly. "I haven't had a friend either, since my Pa only trained me so I could protect myself and the pack. You're my first friend, Sabrina, and we aren't just friends but family." She let out, pulling on my cheeks a little. "What is the game about?" I asked. "There is a tree that fruits delicious strawberries, the last person to get there has to plug out a hundred of them," she said with a smirk. "Alright. game," I let out before shifting into my wolf.

CHAPTER 41: Snake in the Water The sun spilt gold across the rippling surface of the pool, dancing like flames upon the water. Luigi leaned back against the edge, his elbows hooked lazily over the smooth marble. The dark sunglasses perched on his nose hid the calculating gleam in his eyes. Two female escorts that he had gotten from his nightclub laughed beside him. Each one flanked him on both sides, sucking the skin of his neck and making lewd noises in his ear—both their hands, trailing up his thigh like a silent question.

"What are you looking for?" His casual tone clashed with the tension brewing in the air, but I simply said the first thing that came to mind. "Pringles. Classic." There was no answer like the truth. I discreetly tugged my top down while Dante reached into the cabinet above my head. The tiny breeze from his movement brushed my skin. Goosebumps pebbled, and something hot coiled in my stomach. He retrieved an unopened can of chips and handed it to me without a word.