The Closet Game Novels & Stories

Her body moved before her mind could catch up, stumbling toward the closet and yanking the door shut just as she heard the soft click of a lock being picked. --- The door swung open. Heavy boots stomped into the room. Claire pressed herself into the darkest corner of the closet, holding her breath until her lungs screamed. Through the thin slats, she watched two men—tall, broad, dressed in black—move through the room. Hunters. Predators. One of them kicked the bed aside carelessly. The other threw open the bathroom door and cursed under his breath. "She has to be here somewhere," one growled.

What the…? She forced them out. “Sorry, everyone! Room's full!” someone announced. They expelled from the throng like vomit, with a gasp like they had been submerged underwater. Selena bent over panting, a hand to chest. “This way,” Clara could barely catch her breath. Selena's voice was soft and spent. “What game are we playing anyway” “The best…The Wolf's Game” Clara's eyes shone. “Trust me you'll love it. And a little something for a first time party popper like you” she nudged her elbow.

Sofas and recliners filled the central area, while clothes, underwear, and slippers lay scattered across the floor. The place was a disaster. At the end of the world, their lives had only grown more indulgent. Tables overflowed with empty bottles and cigarette butts. Private rooms lined both sides of the hall, each door marked with a label that announced its purpose: Game Room, Pet Room, Entertainment Room, Waterbed Room, and so on. Cyrus felt as though he had uncovered a box of mystery prizes. He rubbed his hands together and began opening doors. The game room alone spanned more than 1,000 square feet. Consoles and cartridges covered the walls in overwhelming abundance. One entire wall held

He said pointing at the coded closet " Money and in the other one jewelry and diamonds. In this case, we have a map, this map guides us to get out of this house safely from the other direction, the cars are in a garage on the same side." I opened the door in the same room, " This is my favorite, the room of weapons here you can find many types of guns and suits to protect you from the bullet. " " Ohh, you can throw a war with all of this." I chuckled at his statement

Camden looked on in glee, waiting to see what item of clothing he would be removing. He pulled his top off and threw it aside, eager to try again and begin the next round. He handed the cards back to Camden so that she could shuffle and deal once more. To her dismay, he won the round, revealing two pairs to Camden's one. After some consideration, Camden stood once more. Clayton was certain she would pull off one of her long socks, which went right up over her knees, but to his joyous surprise, she dropped her gown once more, and then stripped off her night dress, revealing only a pair of lacey black panties beneath. "Yes!" Clayton cheered as he clapped, watching her sit back down and pull he

"She challe⁠nged me. If‌ I hide‍ in th⁠e⁠ bedroom, she wins." "Chl​oe, thi‌s is not a game. L​ucrezia plays with liv​e ammuniti‍on." "So do⁠ I," Chloe said. She walked to the closet and p‌ulle‌d ou‍t a dress—‌a sle​ek black number that my mo‌ther must have left for her.​ She held it up. "Give me five m‌inutes," sh​e sai‌d. "If we're going to war, I n‌eed to l​ook the part."

Clara then asked, "Well, can you tell us about it? What kind of game is it?" "I don't want to give away too much, but I'll tell you this much. It is a card game, and in the end everyone will wind up without any clothes, and we will have some sensual fun along the way of losing our clothes. That's as far as I can go right now." Dakota commented, "Oh my, I can hardly wait!" Clara added, "Me too!" Maxwell ended the topic by saying, "Well, you may not want to, but you'll have to. End of discussion!"

Girls, you can never understand them. "I'm Charity. The game is about to start. When the bottle points at you, you have to kiss the person at the other side of it, if you don't want to kiss the person, you take off a piece of clothing. And I mean, clothes not shoes, or jewelleries, they don't count! Have fun." The game started and so far, nobody had taken off their clothing yet. Everyone kissed whoever was on the other side of the bottle.

Lily excitedly snuggled into my arms, and Kael shifted even closer. Now I was truly sandwiched. A clingy little sister on my left, a possessive musician on my right, and a grumpy uncle on the floor ready for "guard duty" at a moment's notice. What was this, a horror game sitcom? The ghost version of Full House? On the sixth day, there were only three players left. Me, Ethan, and Chloe. 【GAME ALERT: Player Tom has been eliminated.】 【TIME REMAINING: 4 Days】

A door on a third wall opened into a huge closet, with an entire wall devoted to lifestyle wear and shoes. “The best part,” Vixen grinned ferally, and did something that caused a section of shelving to swing inwards. “Hidden playroom.” Raven’s jaw dropped. There were no windows in this room. One wall had built in cupboards that lit internally showing a range of masks and other objects, precisely arranged. There were fixture points all over the other walls, and some sort of strap arrangement hung from the ceiling. In the centre was a contraption that he was not sure he wanted to puzzle out, whilst another looked like some type of lounge chair without arms.