Stuck In A Video Game Novels & Stories

The one from the previous world. This guy is playing around! Or is he? Knowing myself, there must be a hidden message, so I should play along. "Sure, but can't you do it yourself? You're me, after all, and you're inside my mind. "If I could, I would've done it already. You still have most of the control, so I'm powerless here." That's giving me headaches. Why would duplicate Miles come here if he's that vulnerable? I can erase him at this very moment!

This game was over, and tomorrow, life would return to Tan Height. Elvin never said what would happen if she held past the five minutes, and she said yes. Was that the answer she was considering? Now, she couldn't tell. She was lost in the sea for she had finally slipped, and she was completely out of it and shaking. She must have said something, but she didn't know what it was. Either way, Elvin didn't stop. Instead, he stopped with the torture of his fingers and tongue, and he slid his sex into her.

This man is insane. I didn't know what to do anymore. On one side, I had my dignity, which was not ready for any compromise, and the other side wanted nothing more than freedom. But whatever it was, one thing Dean said was right. If I stay here, there is no guarantee Ivan wouldn't share me with them. I was beyond confused about what to do. I was trapped in between wrong and right.

Abby POV I was curled up on one of the campus garden benches, trying to lose myself in my handheld video game. The click of the buttons and the repetitive game music were my only anchor, a shield against the reality I didn’t want to face. The afternoon sun beat weakly on my back, but it didn’t warm me. It couldn’t erase the guilt gnawing at me.

As usual, trying hard to get out of it. "You're staring." "How did you see me?" His fist clenched, and he pushed himself up. "You know what, I'll just be on the other side or something. There's this video game..." "What video game?" I arched a brow at him. "One that isn't your business." He snickered and turned. I sighed, massaging the side of my head. Not like he was the most overwhelming person in the world. But just as he reached the edge of a rack, about to turn and be lost until we were found, a key rattled outside... as though it was being shoved into the door.

“You left for reasons best known to you. I'm curious to know why but I'm always left with no answers.. I mean, there isn't a better explanation as to why you're avoiding me, Amanda,” Carl said, a bittersweet smile on his lips. After a while, Carl joined the rest to play some games. They played monopoly, chess and Scrabble. While they were having fun, Adrian stormed into the motorcycle club, his eyes blazing with anger. Each step he took was measured and controlled. He furrowed his brows as he flew his gaze around in search for Carl Everyone gasped at the sight of him. It's the first time they'd see Adrian step into the wild Hogs clubhouse.

Zack growled when he remembered that he had received a glass of good quality wine from the hand of the man with the mustache. Zack realized that he had fallen into the man's trap. With quick steps, Zack headed to his room in the hotel, while trying to take his cell phone from his pocket and call Nando. Before his consciousness was completely taken over by the effects of the drug mixed in his drink earlier. *** "Arghh... it hurts ....! Please, stop ....!" A girl shouted while pushing and hitting the man who was trying to break through her defenses. Meanwhile, the man continued to try to push with all his might while pressing down on the waist of the girl who was under his control at the momen

And presently Mia and he were trapped deep within his game with no path of escape or way to change the board. Fuck.

His eyes were red from crying. The makeup table was a complete mess. The only thing missing was the silver cuff links my father had left me. I looked at the makeup artist. "Are there security cameras here?" She lowered her head. "The cameras stopped working this afternoon." What a coincidence. I looked at Connor. "Please give my things back." Connor immediately burst into tears. "George, I really didn't take your things." "Then let's call the police." The moment he heard the word police, Connor's face turned white. He suddenly ran toward the wall and tried to slam his head into it.