The Game Kings Novels & Stories

He snapped open the deck like he’d done it a thousand times. “Blackjack?” “Blackjack? That’s an old‑people game,” Goselle said with a wicked grin. “We’re playing King’s Game.” Dwyn played dumb. “King’s Game?” He wasn’t totally clueless, but the curiosity in his voice sounded sincere. Goselle pulled out the King card, mischief flashing in her eyes. Even her pupils glimmered faintly red—wolf blood leaking when she got excited. She explained with a smile. “It’s basically truth or dare. Whoever draws the King can command other people.”

"Anyways, as Prince Lazul had already stated, you get the crown to your King, you win, but if not, the first team to get twenty-one points wins the set. One goal means one point only, no matter how many times you pass the ball to your teammates to keep it." "Oh, so that's the two ways to win the game and how to win?" I inquired and nodded to respond to my own question. "Okay. Sounds good to me. Wait—what about the King?" "As the title says, the King commands the team. They can block and steal the other's crown, but can’t score. Most importantly, they keep their crown safe. Otherwise, the game would end very quickly." Prince Guren snapped his fingers. "Ahem!" Someone coughed so forcefully lou

Andrea just secretly rolled her eyes to him and looked at Franklin who was riding the cart. The game was called game of the death, or chivalry death game. Any number of participants can enter the game. Now, there are only two numbers of participants, Alpha Homer was entrusted to be Alpha by the small version of Andrea, and Franklin who was entrusted fully by Andrea. In the game, there are two sets. First, the participants need to ride in the cart while the two horses are dragging the cart while running spontaneously around the oval.

She immediately let go of the older woman's arm and took a step back when Leah looked at her offended. "I'm so sorry I did that-but, please. D-don't smoke. It's bad for your health", Kitty said, blushing; the older woman's face softened. "I know it isn't my place to intrude in your life, but what would your family-" Leah smiled, "What they don't know won't hurt them. Besides, it's just a game." "Men aren't the only ones allowed to play, Kitty." Confused, Kitty's brows furrowed. "I don't expect you to understand," Leah sighed.

My father says. Lucas looks away briefly. “The Regalis Wolves will play the Sportsville Kings next month,” he says. The moment he says that name, my chest becomes tight. Sportsville Kings. The strongest hockey team in the country. They are fast, rough, and almost impossible to beat. Every player on that team is very dangerous on the ice. Dad frowns slowly. “You want a friendly match?” Lucas laughs a little. “Does that sound friendly to you?” Not at all, it does not feel friendly. My wolf moves uneasily inside me.

She felt like she was going to be eaten alive if she looked into them for too long. "H-hello," she stammered, dropping her head under the intensity of his gaze. "My name is Kendra Wilder." "Miss Wilder, it is a pleasure to meet you," the other man, whose gaze isn't still consuming me, said as he stood up, offering his hand to her. She took it nervously, though she gave it a firm shake. "My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand."

I added additional outcomes for her choices to make the game more engaging. "One more thing, Runo Kaelynn, if you lose, you'll be ours tonight," I added. Are you scared now? "Alright," she just responded as she turned around, which irritated me. Niel and I started to switch places. "Game," we both said simultaneously, and she turned around, staring at us. "Who is Danrious?" we both asked together. We are the kings in this game, and no one has ever beaten us except Auntie Rose, and no one else will.

The night had fallen softly over the hotel, the kind of quiet that only happens when everyone’s gathered, and the chatters and noise from all the activities going on. The employees were gathered in the lounge area, the low glow of the lights casting a warm ambiance. The air was filled with laughter, teasing, and the occasional clink of glasses. Games had begun, a few rounds of truth or dare, charades, and finally, the card game that everyone was really waiting for: Kings.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS IS A G****E TRANSLATED VERSION. WE JUST NEED FUNDS TO SAVE DOGS’ LIVES. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME. I WILL REVISED THIS SOON. GAME TEN:Bleeding Is it possible to feel different emotions in one snap of time?

Then there's koningspelen, Kingsplay, which is for the kids the day before Kingsday usually. The King (Willem Alexander) is a big sports fan and wanted to promote sports. So hence the sportday/Kingsplay. G**gle Kingsday to see all the crazy stuff we do. Lol. We're not really patriotic, except in sport or on Kingsday ;) anyway, I'm going to take a bunch of painkillers and see if I feel better.