The Games A Private Novel Novels & Stories

She didn't have any close friends either and slowly as time passed she became a 27 years old who stayed at home most of the time playing on the computer or reading in her library at home. Like any other day, Su Lan was lying in bed watching her favorite drama until she received a phone call. She picked up her phone and answered only to get hollered at by her mother once again with a bunch of questions like: "when are you going to get a job", "why don't you head out", and etc. After an hour of the same routine everyday she finally managed to get off the phone call. Getting in a grumpy mood she grabbed the bag of chips next to her and saw an ad on her computer. The title of the ad was "the mys

My heart was failing but it was at those moments, I felt a strange peace within myself. This is what death feels like… it’s very lonely. AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey readers, if you have gotten this far in the chapter, congratulations because you have finished the first book series of A Game of Chess: Queens to King.

"It's controlled." "That's your answer for everything." "It keeps being accurate." I looked at him for a moment. "Okay. Let's go." The game was in a private apartment on the fourteenth floor of a building downtown. No signs, no obvious security, just a door that opened when Vincenzo knocked in a specific pattern. Inside was a single large room with two tables. Eight players at each, serious money on both. The kind of room where people came to play and not to talk.

After a whole night of arguing, I was tired. The only progress I made was that I had finally clarified everything with Samuel. The air was filled with the scent of freedom, and even the sky seemed to have cleared up. However, I could feel Jason's body stiffen a little. "I can explain why I took part in this game." Jason seemed to have made up his mind. But I interrupted him. "I knew about it a long time ago. I didn't find out from your phone. I'm just… tired. I don't care that you joined the game, so don't worry about it."

Then, he turned on his heel, his long overcoat billowing behind him as he strode back out into the pouring rain, leaving me alone in the dark Cathedral. I let out a ragged, breathless gasp the moment the doors closed, collapsing slightly against the stone altar. My hands were trembling violently. He didn't know. He had no idea his sweet, broken Aria was the masked warlord standing right in front of him. The game was officially on.

I awoke early in the morning and decided to go for a run. After my run I showered and changed into a pair of short denim shorts and a halter top. It was a hot day and I was going to be in the kitchen or out at the grill for quite awhile. I had my hair pulled up in a purposely messy bun and my feet were bare. I had steaks marinating, corn and potatoes already roasting and was putting a pan of brownies in the oven when I heard the screen door open and close. I assumed it was Bo and continued what I was doing. A startled squeak left my throat when I turned and saw Alpha Drake. He was standing against the door frame looking sexier than sin in faded jeans and a fitted t-shirt. Drake’s eyes were d

And I want him to share other parts of his life with me, too. For now, though, I'm content to just be here in his arms. "I win," he says, leaning down and brushing his lips across mine. "No," I murmur against his mouth. "I think I did." END OF BOOK ONE: HIS WICKED GAMES

There was a small dish on the windowsill filled with small, fish-shaped biscuits and she grinned, really not picking Mason as a cat person. The room itself was all dark wood and leather, a typical male space. Bookshelves lined the wall on either side of an enormous flatscreen television, but they weren’t filled with books. Correction, they weren’t lined with just books. She walked over and curiously ran her finger along the spines of some of her favorite novels and got a little thrill when she saw that he had the complete series of A.A. Abernathy books. Below the books were pristine covers of various video games, all by the same company, Black Sheep Software and Games.

My most heartfelt moment would be the court case for Silvester's custody. Honestly this book has a second series but saddens me that LGBTQ+ books don't receive the popular of satisfaction they deserve and if it does, the main character is a straight or bisexual. I'm not confident of my book participating in the 2020 Good novel contest as I have barely to none seen LGBTQ+ books win in contests so I am writing my first straight book on this platform 'A Game of Chess.' If you are someone who enjoys royal romance with drama, romance, betrayal and all those royal shit please check it out and review.

I straightened, already turning toward the door, dread and certainty settling in equal measure. “He used a private game room, one that never appeared on the public floor plans. It was reserved for himself and a very specific kind of high-powered client, the ones whose kink was losing obscene amounts of money.” “That’s a kink?” Adrian asked dryly as we walked. “If it is your cup of tea,” I said, “Velour is pouring it.” We stopped outside the door. My hand lifted, trembling just slightly, before I knocked. “Coming,” a voice called from inside.