The King's Game Novels & Stories

If she couldn’t see what Dean was thinking, she was blind! Summer was about to explain, but someone spoke before she got the chance. “It’s no fun just drinking. Let’s play a game. Whoever gets the king can order two persons to complete some instructions. To make it fun, no matter what kind of instructions are given, they must be completed unconditionally. There is no room for refusal. Everyone has to play by the rules. Now, start.” The words were spoken very quickly, and there was no opportunity for anyone to respond. More than 30 cards were picked, of which only one was the king, and the rest were meaningless cards.

Karina says with some snap in her voice and our eyes widen before we look down at her. Mrs. Frost goes completely still and we watch as Karina closes her eyes. She takes a deep breath before reopening them and we realize she was on the verge of losing her cool. "Mrs. Frost, are you aware of what it takes to become King? To perform the final shift," Karina asks, and the female shifts around in her chair uncomfortably before nodding. "So your treatment of my mate... You are aware he has done nothing to earn it," Karina says in a tone that makes even us a little scared.

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

Always behind, and just behind. “But such place won’t be in your hands forever. Such glory is meant to fade. The respect and privileges would soon be gone the moment you become incompetent or useless. And more often than not, Kings are just mere figureheads...” I knew it. He would just be glorifying whatever position the other females in our family has. “The true power and glory, lies on who has made a mere human a king.” Nepotism? “Their advisers, the one who controls the strings – the Kingmaker.”

I picked up my fork and finally took a bite of my lunch. "You know," King said between mouthfuls, pointing his fork at me, "you still owe me a rematch." "In what?" I frowned. "Chess." He replied. "You lost." I shrugged. "I was distracted." "You spent twenty minutes trash-talking before the game even started." I said to him with an eye roll "Exactly." He nodded confidently. "I exhausted myself." Giselle snorted. "That's the worst excuse I've ever heard." "It wasn't an excuse." King said.

Megan gave a quick answer. “We’re playing King’s Game.” Summer stretched out her hand. “Deal me in. I want to play too.” “Sure,” Megan said with a smile. “Everyone, this is Summer York. We met while studying abroad. She’s a friend of mine.” Since a new player had joined, everyone reshuffled and drew fresh cards. The next round began. This time, Tyler drew the King card. He glanced around the room and said, “Spade Three—pick someone of the opposite sex and confess your love.”

His desire for more was beyond just ambition. "Excuse me," I said, then I headed back to the high table. On my way back, my attention was drawn to the side as I heard the clattering of some metallic wares as they fell to the ground. Two participants in the King's Games were having an altercation. One of them pulled out a dagger and tried to strike the other, but he blocked the attack with one of the golden wares used to serve wine. Everyone's attention was drawn to the scene. The guards rushed over also.

I found it kind of funny and said, "Yeah, we're engaged, so of course we're good." Nobody answered, and the room went tense. "Alright, alright, forget it. Let's play a game." Someone spoke up, breaking the silence. Tiffany glanced at Janet, then pulled Mervin down to sit with her. That person said, "Let's play Kings. Whoever draws the king picks two numbers, and they must do a dare." Everyone was clearly into it. One round later, Tiffany and Mervin got called. The king had them make out for two minutes in front of us and post it on their socials.

THE GAME PARTY There was a festival that was usually made in honor of hunters.That day, every able youths will go game hunting, and the King will buy the biggest game from the one who kills it, and pay an unusually big amount to such a skillful hunter. And when the king must have purchased the game, he will back it on his horse, to the kingdom, it will always be assumed, that such game was hunted by the king himself.

Linda shot me a look and whispered so only I could hear, “When you’re young, you don’t appreciate how great younger guys are. You waste time chasing older men instead.” I nodded, impressed. Maybe she never liked Calvin that much in the first place. With her target shifted, I finally relaxed. Caleb wasn’t even mentioned in the original storyline, so he wouldn’t fall under the heroine’s influence. More people arrived, and someone suggested playing King’s Game. A girl drew the King card and waved it proudly. “Whoever has cards two and six has to kiss. Full tongue.” I had planned to play a couple of rounds, sneak away, and go upstairs to eavesdrop. Then I flipped my card.