The Killer's Game Book Novels & Stories

’ Billy’s face lit up with positivity as soon as I uttered the word ‘No’. ‘So, why don’t you want to talk about it my pretty? ‘Because Billy, I am a murderer. I cannot believe that not too long ago, I Petunia just killed two people.’ I stood up from where I was sitting and walked towards the window. I started crying hysterically, almost forgetting that Billy was still in the room. It began to hit me that, two sisters were dead and I was the killer. ‘Okay okay okay, calm down my pretty,’ Billy held me and spoke softly to me. ‘You don’t want your neighbours to know what we had done right? So sit down and just breath.’ He held me gently and placed me on the bed in a sleeping position.

Naomi hissed coldly. Sighs rose like a tidal wave in my ears. “He’s just too greedy, and now, he has nothing left.” “He’s not worthy of his status; that’s why he’s got disaster knocking on his door.” The photographers trained their cameras on me. Right when I wanted to bring out my phone, the elevator doors suddenly opened, and the receptionist brought a few guests over. However, she seemed tense, like she was doing something really important, and she could not afford to mess up.

he said casually, leaning back. “What do you mean nobody knows? You claim to know everything!” Ryan took a sip of whiskey, eyes glinting. “Yes, I know everything… except that. Only Trunks knows who’s behind him. That person owns the game—moves every pawn. We don’t even know if it’s a man or woman, but rumors say he’s fearless, cruel, and terrifyingly strategic. He’s the reason H and Sash became twice as powerful after Mr. and Mrs. Choi died.”

The Rulers might be powerful, but they weren’t the brightest bulbs in the chandelier. Leila climbed into her snowmobile, trying to calm the pounding in her chest. She’d just signed herself up for a deadly game, and her life—other than that—was perfectly normal. She needed to research her target, find out who this K.B. was, and figure out how to play the game without getting caught. But as she thought back to the encrypted notebook, a horrifying realization hit her. This wasn’t some academic journal—it was the diary of a hired killer. The Rulers had sent someone to murder her aunt Christina, and now they were asking Leila to do the same dirty work.

Salazar came out tonight with a few bodyguards with him, Carl knew he was on a hunt, and this young man was the prey. “Is it the King’s game?” Carl asked curiously. This time, the young man became more vigilant with his actions; the laptop bag he was holding a while ago was now secured in his body. He looked at Carl and next to Salazar, who was still looking for him. Carl knew how the King’s Game was played. It was a simple game between vicious mafia members. He once participated in the game and became the king. Its mechanics were easy. It was a game of death between the prey and the hunters. The Joker card was the prey, and the king card was for the King. The King’s role was to hunt for the

But here, in the quiet solitude of the bathroom, I could finally let out a shaky breath. My head was pounding and the door opened. "Occupied." I screamed "By who?" That wasn't a girl's voice or Marco, it was the strange man. The alcohol has not fully taken over me and my snapped to the door immediately. "Hello Killer" he smiled exposing his dirty teeth at my direction. So I was right, I did know who he was. That's when my head booted and I remembered that voice from Rarf club. He was one of Rarf's guard who had fun with little girls, suffocating them if they dont do as he says.

He asked sarcastically. "Well..." I took a glimpse at Killian, I couldn't see him properly this time, but I knew his gaze was still fixed on us. "Well, you don't have to know." The man took a moment before he finally said. "If you don't grant me what I want what shall I do to you?" Do to me? I furrowed my eyebrows. "Well... Do whatever you want." "You get to pay off the tab I owe the bookie down the street."

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

I have read a lot of novels where highschool student trys to play a game at a party but disaster always happen after that. I won't be a part of this game, i rather watch and entertain myself. I saw Kelly smiling already... "Is it truth or dare?" Kelly asked the girl "No! Is a new game...is called paper spreading...we use to play the game a lot in my former school. Don't worry; it will be fun." She said and smiled "Then let's play the game, the guy i saw her kissing earlier spoke. " who is in? She asked...don't worry about the rules and how the game is being done; I will explain everything. " she added

Logan steps up to him and takes the piece of paper from him before reading it out loud to us all. "Emma, it's been some time since we said goodbye and I've enjoyed this little game of ours very much and although it will soon be over I want us to play one more game as our last goodbye and if you win you may not die. The game is called hunt the killer and I've left you your first clue somewhere in your room. You need to be quick at finding the clues and working them out to stand a chance of finding your killer, I'll even start you off with a little hint. The killer is closer than you could ever imagine! now you better hurry up and get started piggy, you don't have much time, see you soon Jx" "