Stuck In A Video Game Book Novels & Stories

I am certain that all the color must have drained from my face as he just ended the video call. I pace frantically before beginning to hastily pack a bag. I would just leave surely I could figure this out. Suddenly I am running to the bathroom to be sick yet again. Laying on the cold tile floor with tears streaming down my blotchy cheeks reality crashes in on me as rational thought returns. There is no leaving a pack without permission and there is no way Drake will let me go. I have to come up with a plan and make sure I have the upper hand before I see Drake again. I am going to have to match power and wit with my alpha. If only I could talk to my old tormentor Drake and not my Alpha Drake

~DAISY~ I popped my eyes and stare at the girl. "Who is in?" She asked as she roamed her eyes around the room. Everyone raised their hand except for me. Now all their attention was on me, Kelly nudged me and whispered. "Raise your hand daisy, it will be fun." I shook my head in disagreement. "I don't want to play the game." I pouted The girl walked up to me. "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.

The library was quiet, the afternoon sunlight filtering through the stained-glass windows. Anna sat alone at the far corner, the mysterious book, The Reflection Game, spread open before her. Her finger traced the intricate designs on the yellowed pages, her heart pounding with both excitement and unease. The cryptic instructions whispered to her, their meaning elusive but tantalizingly close. She didn’t understand why she felt so drawn to the book, but she couldn’t let it go. It was as if the book had chosen her, as if it were calling her to uncover its secrets.

As I stretched my arm out to grab it, my fingers brushed against something else. Something solid. I frowned and leaned closer. There was a book under the shelf. Not on it. Under it. It was wedged tightly between the back of the shelf and the wall. Only the corner of it was visible. It looked like it had been pushed there on purpose. My curiosity stirred. “That’s strange,” I whispered. I tried to pull it out but it wouldn’t move. It was stuck tight. I shifted my position and tried again, using both hands. I tugged carefully at first. Then harder.

Jace tried to call me back but I was already walking away. I didn't trust myself to stay there any longer. I kept my head down as I walked into the building. The excitement from earlier was completely gone. Rather, I felt embarrassed about dressing up. What was I thinking? That Jace would look at me differently? I hit myself on the head. “Stupid,” I muttered. I opened my locker and reached for my books. The second I turned around, I crashed into someone. My books slipped from my hands, but a familiar hand caught them before they fell down.

There was a small dish on the windowsill filled with small, fish-shaped biscuits and she grinned, really not picking Mason as a cat person. The room itself was all dark wood and leather, a typical male space. Bookshelves lined the wall on either side of an enormous flatscreen television, but they weren’t filled with books. Correction, they weren’t lined with just books. She walked over and curiously ran her finger along the spines of some of her favorite novels and got a little thrill when she saw that he had the complete series of A.A. Abernathy books. Below the books were pristine covers of various video games, all by the same company, Black Sheep Software and Games.

We are both blessed and cursed. Carl Johnson: What fuckin' book? Big Smoke: All we had to do was follow the damn train, CJ!! A couple of hours later Liam: Easy for you to say fatty, just laying back as I do all the work. He pauses the game and puts the controller close to the television. Heads to the bathroom. Library: Jordan: This is the library, it was once a game room but academics happened so here we are. David: looks neat Jordan: I know right, it was my idea. You can find most of the useful books here. I think Ethan told you we are starting our academic year next week.

I pulled up a mobile video game, completely losing myself in the pixelated chaos on the screen. I was so sucked into the match, cackling like a lunatic at the way my character had just danced around a high-level villain and baited him straight into a deadly trap, that I didn't even hear the rumble of a sports car pulling up to the curb. A shadow blocked out the streetlamp light.

I stood up, getting nearer to the book spot but not touching it. I read the text in the book. "You're Locked." it says. I don't know if I should roll my eyes to it's obviousness but yeah, I am locked here undeniably sticker and I knew it already. The book turn to another page again and stops. " And you're looking for something to solve so you can get out of here." My knees are shaking and my eyes widened. How did it know I'm thinking it? It turns to other pages again which seems like it's answering my thoughts and it's terrifying. "It's because I can read you. "

Her files cascaded to the floor in a chaotic avalanche, pages fluttering like startled birds. Silence blanketed the space. Zach snapped, "Clumsy much? Those are confidential!" Oblivious to his ire, she looked in my direction, her voice quivering with awe. "Mr. Stuart? I didn't expect to see you here."