The Lemon Games Novels & Stories

Liam asked. "Not exactly," Levi replied. "I want you to be my promo model for the new game we're launching in the summer." "You're shitting me!" "I'm not," he said quickly. "Tell you what, let's meet, and I'll explain everything." "But I'm on paternity leave, Van Holt. No work for me for the next three months," Liam grumbled. "Who said playing video games is work?" Levi replied cheekily. "I'll be at your place in thirty."

"Because if I'm not mistaken you're currently dating Leon and he and Dora hate each other's, more... You're really bold, didn't you say that you hated him because he cheated on you? Why are you suddenly forgetting that?" "I really don't understand what you want to say, You heard him, everything was his plan, of course, I would be mistaken. But we may let it to the past." "The past? What are you saying? What's about Leon?? You... You should really be careful with what you do." "Yeah, Yeah, I will." She simply smiled facing a sighing Lilith. A huge card game had started several days ago, and now each participant was standing on an ejector chair. The deadliest game in history was about to begin

The air is thick with the scent of desperation and greed. The room is a den of vice, with round tables scattered about, each one a battleground for high-stakes games of poker and blackjack. The green felt is worn and stained, a testament to the countless nights of excess. Stacks of cash and chips tower above the players, their faces set in determined lines, their eyes fixed on the prize. The chandelier above casts a yellowish glow, highlighting the tension etched on their faces. I spot my contact, a man, only a few years older than me, with umber skin and hazel brown eyes, his tattoos on full display.

“Exactly.” So now, seated on a wide blanket spread out under the shade of a palm tree, the three women lounged like they had all the time in the world. A picnic basket lay open beside them, filled with strawberries, croissants, and a bottle of sparkling lemonade. The kind of simple, intentional moment Natalie hadn’t realized she missed. Lynn leaned back on her elbows, sunglasses perched on her nose. “Okay, remember that time in college when you tried to sneak a kitten into the dorm, Nat?”

I turned to look at her, “Where is your mind? What are you thinking about?” She sighed, “What now?” “Now, I make you my Luna,” I said with determination. “I can’t be your Luna…” I frowned, was she not the one that said just a few minutes ago that she was going to be mine? “What do you mean… you said yes!” “I did, I said I would be yours, not become your Luna.” “What is the difference?” What type of game was she trying to play now, I wondered as I looked at her.

“Come on, Romeo. Before you change your mind over random beach girls.” I grinned, my eyes still on the woman as Lily dragged me toward the game room. “I can walk, you know,” I teased. Lily huffed. “Not taking any chances.” I let her pull me along, but my mind was still stuck on that mysterious beauty. The game room was lit up like a mini arcade, neon signs flashing across the walls. There were air hockey tables, basketball hoops, racing simulators, dartboards, and even VR stations. Lily’s eyes widened in excitement.

Sitting on the bed, I prepare myself for what he knows. "So, there are two things. The Wolf Game is what you have seen where the werewolves fight. It actually has a name. People refer to it as the game, mostly, ‘The Wolf Game’." For it to have a name means this isn't small and simple. "What else did you find out?" "We might not need a test to confirm who you are. I'm getting information on the wolves that are kept there on show. Amazing fact: people pay hundreds to go in and see those wolves!"

Santiago asked. "You are Santiago De León?" The man asked with fear written all over his face, "I didn't know this was your hideout, I thought it was just a small drug trafficking side, please spare me, I won't breathe a word about you to anyone." He begged but Santiago just smiled. An idea clicked in his mind, "let's play a game with Mateo," he smiled. "Do you guys know Mateo's hideout here in Madrid?" He asked and the men responded with a yes.

She seemed more deferent these days, always in the pack’s hospital helping since she was a nurse, surprising me; I mean she never looked like one. Alice and Andy were hardly seen in the manor, I remember Josy explaining the mother and son duo had some business they were attending to. Today the manor was extra busy because the preparations for the hunting games which would take place in a few days had commenced, it was exclusively for the females and later that day I had a meeting with the head she wolves of each stationed group. Sharon assisted me vastly as we both picked out everything that'll be needed, pack members were excited about the hunt games, so I had to make sure everything was pe

And by the time the game ended I had genuinely forgotten, for a few consecutive minutes, what I had been feeling on that pavement outside the boutique. We played for an hour. Racing games where Leo beat me by embarrassing margins. Shooting games where I turned out to be surprisingly not terrible. Air hockey that got genuinely competitive and ended with both of us slightly out of breath and laughing. Leo was annoyingly good at everything but he did not gloat. He just kept feeding tokens into machines and pulling me along to the next one. Then we ended up in front of the dance game. "No," I said immediately. "Come on." "Absolutely not, Leo."