The Game Plan Joe Kingman Novels & Stories

The king had gone, and in his place was a frail, mortal man. "The… press?" Joe's voice was a dry, crackling whisper. "It's finished," Davidson lied, his own voice raspy. He reached for Joe's hand, the one clear of the IV, and held it tightly. The tremor was still there, a constant, buzzing reminder of their precarious existence. Joe closed his eyes. "I've made you a king of ruins." "No," Davidson said, the word passionate, a promise forced out around the crushing weight of his own fear. "You made me your partner. The kingdom comes second."

She announced as he eyed her cautiously, before he shrugged and stepped forward into the open space between them all. The King chuckled before turning his attention to the warriors standing behind him. “Joe, you’re up.” A large man with broad shoulders and long blonde hair stepped forward. He wasn’t as tall as River, but it was obvious to anyone with eyes that this man spent hours training in the gym. His brown eyes glistened in excitement as he faced River, before a smug smile grew on his lips. “Good luck, bro.”

“I just want us to do something that ruin this plan for Kane Dumont and keeps our people safe. “Endgering ourselves help no one,” Joe stated.

"Never have I ever apologized for manipulating someone." "Never have I ever forgiven someone who hurt me deeply." "Never have I ever used a person I care about for my own gain." "Never have I ever not regretted meeting the person in front of me." King wanted to stop the game midway. Playing this game was a mistake! Kane never mentioned the organization or their past directly, but he was targeting him indirectly. All of Kane’s questions were harmless compared to the ones King had asked him. He kept drinking on Kane’s behalf, making his world spin.

His hands on Eleanor kept whispering something into my ears. Jax laughed out loud; the hall became noisier. “You think I'm scared of a pathetic biker like you?” He walked to the chair close by and sat comfortably on it. His legs crossed. “Levrae is one of your quick and dirty games, not me!” He chuckled, then stood up and grabbed Kieran’s shirt. “Listen carefully, I'm the king of games.” “Shut the fuck up…!” Kieran yelled and shoved him away, his eyes flashing in anger.

“Jensen’s going to accuse Crusher of working against him, Crusher’s going to deny it, and then – what? Jensen’s going to say, ‘Oh, my bad. Here’s your sister back?’” “Not a chance.” “So?” “I have a plan, man. Don’t worry.” Right away, Jack felt much, much better. Yeah, of course King had a plan; the man always had a plan. And a Plan ‘B’, as well as Plans ‘C’ through ‘R’. No way he was leaving an innocent woman in the hands of a bunch of MC assholes. Not while he was drawing breath. “You gonna share?” Jack said, already knowing the answer. “Nope.”

I manage to say. The load of the day is finally getting to me, seeping my energy. Leaving my home, my parents, having to witness a junior sneak in and then momentarily feeling like I was paralyzed? Yeah, I'd much rather sleep than do anything else. I don't know when I dozed off, but I wake up due to the noise. I groan and try to sit up, and am still rubbing my eyes when I hear something. "The first trick to get the attention of the Alpha King is to be beautiful. Which means half of you have already failed, and the rest of you are lacking it."

All I had to do was make a game room, have a football pitch made in the backyard, and a barbeque area. Killian had been more than happy with it; he even casually mentioned his interest in having a large Olympic-sized pool. The project was underway and most of them had flocked to the city to buy bathing suites. How a whole place like Amoria would have a pool scarcity problem has been beyond me, but I attempted to fix that. "What about black?" Henry said. The boy had been my shadow over the past few weeks. He had also quit his job when the game room was completed and spent most of his time there, that is, when he was not beside me or with Nana Hellen in the kitchen.

It didn’t make sense. I opened up my phone to see a new text from Josie. Josie: How was the game? I heard y’all won. After I responded, I waited for her to answer but she didn’t right away. We passed the population sign for Baton Rouge and I felt myself relax. “Have you heard from him?” I heard the assistant coach ask. “No, he’s disappeared," Coach said. I knew they were talking about King, because he’d been a no-show since the raid at the fieldhouse.

He brought at least five bodyguards with full weapons. As the young man left the palace with the bodyguards, Jody Gardner along with Steven were watching from the top of the building. "Soon, King Keannu will be even angrier at that guy, Stev," Jody said with a laugh. He then turned to his men, "And that's thanks to your plan, Stev." Pleased with the praise, Steven immediately bowed, "Thank you, General." "No. Your plan is admittedly much better than mine," Jody praised once again to the point that he was about to fly off into the clouds.