The Corner Game Novels & Stories

I retouched my make-up a little bit and scanned myself at the mirror. “What do you need?” Tanong ko nang maramdaman na may nakatayo sa may gilid ko. “What games are you playing at? Going to the event with that guy? Letting him wrap his hands around you.” Tanong sa akin ni Gideon. I sighed and fixed myself.

Deliberately, I tipped my glass over, spilling wine onto his pristine white shirt. His brows furrowed slightly, a clear expression of displeasure. "Oops, my bad. Pour me another one, would you?" The veins on his hand gripping the bottle bulged, his jaw tightening as if to suppress a retort. Every slight movement betrayed his frustration. When he refilled my glass, I took a sip of the sharp liquor and, emboldened, grabbed his collar, pulling him closer. At this proximity, I could feel his warm breath against my face.

He was left standing there in a daze. That night, when I returned to our bedroom, Charles was already waiting. When he saw the contract in my hand, his gaze darkened. I pretended not to notice and walked past him, but he suddenly reached out and caught my wrist. "Ingrid, is there anything else you want?" he asked. I arched a brow, slipped my hand free of his grasp, and continued toward the inner room. He clenched his hands and huffed, "Ingrid, you can't go back—"

My fiancé, Jim Smith, had always been the kind of older brother who spoiled his younger sister. Harriet Smith, his adopted sister, was the first person he thought of whenever anything happened. When the craze for seasonal drinks swept through town, he was quick to buy Harriet the first one of the season. When he bought his first car outright, he saved the passenger seat for her to try first. Even when a fire broke out in our house in the middle of the night, his first instinct was to rush into Harriet's room and carry her downstairs. Only after he knew she was safe did he call to wake me. After I was injured in that fire, I finally lost my temper and demanded that he choose between Harri

“Seems I’m going to test your skills today. Are you better than me in handling knives and pins? I guess we'll know who the crown belongs to, today.” “She's not.” Detroit walked passed him, heading into the damaged warehouse. “Don't you love games? We've played yours. Now, let's play mine.” Cornell was taken aback for a moment, then a boisterous laughter ripped through his lips. “I love this. I should have known the one earlier wasn't you.” He continued as he was spun around and taken inside the warehouse. “You're indeed a worthy opponent. It's only unfortunate that we're on opposite sides.”

I just let the room drink me in. I walked like I owned the very air they all breathed, to the empty nest of cushions in the left corner of the room, where the lighting cast curious shadows that would add the kind of mystery I needed to the game I was about to play. Perfect position to grab more than enough attention... The man in the shadows. Each designated corner was arranged like a mini dungeon, with very relevant instruments readily available for use – clamps, blindfolds, gags, cuffs, spreaders... Everything needed to make sin as sinful as it should be.

" She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens! Kelly was into the game already. She was looking alive and ready. Tala wrote something on the piece of paper and then wrote number one to ten on another piece of paper. I watched in curiosity as she tore each number and folded it. "This game is similar to pick and act, but it involves two participant." She added. She made us sit on the floor, as we all sat in circle. A bottle of alcohol was kept in the center.

Lloyd had been silent due to guilt, but when he heard this, he suddenly perked up and puffed out his chest, like a rooster. “You witch! You lie as easily as you breathe! When you left the jewelry store yesterday with Claude, you were holding a shopping bag. Did you really think I didn’t see it?!” Naomi walked over silently and stood next to him. Wendy simply cast them a glance before stepping aside. Behind her came a woman in a uniform. She was cowering, but she still summoned her courage. “Glazed Light bought our shop, but we haven’t changed the sign yet. Miss Clark really did just come to inspect our goods.”

"I recorded you guys where you guys ganged up to hit Sunny. If you don't agree to compete one more time, I'll report this to the police. I'd like to see if your parents would support you to obtain ownership of Lunar Century Manor, or if they'd beg us to close the case because they don't want you boys to have a bad record." "You…" Yash did not have a choice. He already tried once, and they could not defeat her. Heck, they could not even get close to her! "Fine! Let's compete one more time! You won't beat us in the game anyway!" Corinne stayed calm. "Since there's no gaming room here, let's play a mobile game. What about 'Guardian of the King'?" "Sure!" Yash smiled confidently after hearing Co

Such wonderful luck I have ending up with them, huh. Luckily, I was able to make my breakfast and ate it just before Nola came out of her room and announced we all come together. “So guys, for today's game, it's called the course of death,” she said. Really, that's the name they chose to use, why am I not even surprised, they gave multiple old men to pick games, and we ended up with that as a name. “And just what is the game about Nola,” I asked. “Well how should I put this, you know that wonderful and fun obstacles change path games you did as a child.”