The Game Kings นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After all, if we could find reason enough, the King could demand the pack to reveal all of their secrets or face the King's army. "Alpha Fin" stated the wolf who lead us to the packhouse. "I present Alpha Cyrus Astor and Beta Dante Clifford of the Golden Moon pack." I looked at each person's face to assess their emotions determined to find their tells. Those on the lower step showed interest in who we were. The Golden Moon pack was the King's pack after all. His royal court and warriors predominantly came from them. Being Alpha and the King's next of kin, I was also next in line for the throne. Our presence didn't seem to phase the Alpha and Luna. Their faces were passive showing no em

"Ember, wanna check out the roof? The view from there is something to die for." Yes!" I exclaimed with joy. The adventure of the Kings Mansion had me jumping up and down like a kid. I had discovered two big indoor and outdoor pools, a gaming room, music room, home theater with its own popcorn machine, private gym, salon with a spa, and so much more I had yet to explore. You could walk the whole day, and still the journey wouldn't end.

A second child. "Theo," Dr. Harris said gently, leaning against his desk. "Your body is healthy. The unsuppressed state means your dynamic is fully protecting the embryo. But you are about to play Game 1 of the Stanley Cup Finals against Dominic Vale." I stared at the little white ring on the paper, my pulse thrumming steady and strong against my wrist. Dominic was out there right now in his dark navy Royals jersey, number 9 stitched broad across his back, preparing his line for a war on the ice. He didn't know yet. The league didn't know. The eighteen thousand fans filling the arena had no idea.

“So what exactly are we playing tonight, Vero? You built this up like it’s going to be the highlight of the week, but if it’s just another lame round of charades or something tame like that, I’m out before we even begin.” Her tone carried that sharp, teasing lilt she always used when she wanted to poke at me, the kind that stirred up memories of her whispering similar challenges in my ear while her hands wandered lower, and I could already feel my pulse quicken at the thought, my skin warming under her gaze. I let a slow smirk spread across my face as I shuffled the cards between my fingers, the familiar snap of them echoing softly in the room. “Trust me, it’s nothing like charades, and defi

Watching as Alexis finally sat down at the table, Alexey who was Alexis' father, said jovially: "You've finally arrived, I guess good things come to those who wait..." Smiling somewhat uncomfortably, still looking down, Alexis replied: "An apology for my delay, I had personal business to attend to." "Don't worry alpha Alexis, we understand that your position as king and leader of this region is complicated, we appreciate your time to dine with us" Said the voice of an unknown man at the table: "And excuse my lack of manners, I am Boris Kuznetsov, and soon to be part of your family." Understanding that he could not avoid the situation much longer, Alexis was forced to look up so as not to be

And who was the idiot who put that note in the bowl ? The game had started during the filming of the first movie in the series ... we call it 'The cheating game', everyone puts their name in a bowl and in the other bowl is different dares. Then two names are drawn and a dare ... you have to cheat your partner into doing the dare first ... it is usually something like getting drunk as a skunk, sleeping in and being late, singing loudly on set or something else silly. It is usually pretty fun and innocent, even if people tend to get really competitive at times ... but hey everyone is friends again when it is over ... it has always been just fun and games after all.

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

We've only just began. This story can end in a thousand ways possible. In this so called game, there can only be one winner. Welcome to the final level. Players, on your marks! Get set... go! ⚘ end ⊹ of ⊹ season 1 ·································································································································· NOVEMBER 2022

For some reason, he seemed awfully familiar. "As you all know, your Alpha is dead." His voice resounds through the forest. "I am sorry for the loss you have all encountered today, but I'm not here to make it any better." A few people gasped, murmuring among themselves at his words. "My name is Alpha Henry, but most people call me King." He introduce shortly, I frown. He was supposed to be Eloise's mate. He must be devastated. *

“No. I want him to see me coming.” Giordano thought he was clever. Thought hiding behind layers of dealers and dirt made him untouchable. But I was done playing slow. I wasn’t hunting anymore. I was coming to end it. And Katarina? She’d been the bait, the obsession, the reason I let Giordano live as long as I had. I wanted her to see me win. Need me to win. Now I had her. Now the game was different. The real enemy was faceless.