The Lemon Games Novels & Stories

She wasn’t worth all that. But then he held his elbow out to her with that smile still on his face, “My lady? Let’s finish the tour if you’re up to it.” She slipped her arms in his. It felt warm, safe, right. And her cares and worries seemed to melt away, at least for the time being, while entwined with Leo. The chef talked animatedly about his game room, but Amber found it hard to focus on anything other than the man beside her. Leo had quite the collection indeed of fun things. A pinball machine, air hockey, foosball, pool table, a giant sized game of Rock em’ Sock em robots, all the gaming systems you could imagine, a golf simulator, several old school arcade style games, a shit ton of g

I said. "I know. You told me." "Leo wants to play every game in the system over the break." "How many games is that." "Conservatively, forty." He considered this. "You're going to play all forty." "Of course I'm going to play all forty." I put the cello in its case. "He had a heart surgery. I will play every single video game he asks me to play." "What does he play." "Right now, a racing game he is extraordinarily good at and a strategy game he is terrible at but refuses to stop playing." I closed the latch. "I'm better at the strategy game. I don't tell him that."

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

Eve said. She came to sit close to him, and she took his hand in hers. She smiled. "I really love your shirt." Elvin grinned. "Thanks. I was scared it wouldn't be your size." "So, the game we are playing, was it like the kind you and Lisa played?" Eve asked. Elvin slightly shook his head. "No. Yours is more complex. More arranged. Filled with more deception and seduction." Everybody was a pawn in this game. The entire city was like a board game. If Elvin tried to flee from her, Eve would lockdown the entire nation, and she knew the right people to call.

She felt naked. "Anika, tell me something." Why didn’t you come along with the others assuring me that your ad agency will propel Cass Pharmaceuticals to the top?" Her lips curled into a smile. "Because you are already at the top?" "You're such a tease." Her smile vanished at that point. He was correct. She was flirting, which was the furthest thing from her mind. She looked across the room to where the other ad executives were staring holes in her and Casper.

I stay quiet. “The invitation for the mate games just arrived.” The air in my lungs seize at his words. It’s impossible.How could we have received an invitation? “It’s mandatory for an eligible female from every family chosen to participate. We can’t refuse,” he continues, looking between the two of us. There’s a beat of silence, and then he says, “one of you will have to go.” My stomach sinks. I don’t like where this is going. Lila sits up straighter, her brows furrowing. “But the games are nothing but bull,” she blurts out, her voice sharp.

“And how did you..” A chat pops up on the side of my screen: “Identity confirmation” “I’m sorry, what?” I type back. I hear the click of my computer taking a photo. My confused expression appears in the chat prompt as a barely focused photo. “Nyx Johnson identity confirmed.” BullygamesFile002 Passcode: Pre$t0ni$@Pr!ck” Once the file is opened, I find it is filled with pictures of Lily--Lily with Atticus. Lily smiling in the Legacy photo. Lily dressed as a stranger wearing a push-up bra and too much make-up.

Oliver grins at me when he opens the hotel door. “Oh, fuck off.” I glare at Oliver as I step inside the hotel suite. “Leo, you owe me 500 bucks!” Oliver calls as we walk toward the living room together. “You guys placed a bet?” I ask, settling down on one of the dark brown couches as I take off my long-sleeved shirt. “Something like that,” Leo says, taking drags from the cigarette in between his lips as he grins. Oliver sits on the other couch as he stretches his hand at Leo, gesturing for him to pay up. Leo groans and pulls out five one hundred dollar notes as he tosses them on the coffee table. Oliver takes them and pockets them.

If they fought three against one or spread out, they might not lose. Lily could not have guessed his thoughts. She had already finished the bread, taken a few mouthfuls of milk, patted her stomach, and burped. A pair of clever eyes rolled around and suddenly smiled at them, "Why don't we play a game?" "What? What game?" Leonel asked almost subconsciously. Standing on the side, Christopher elbowed him, "Who wants to play games with you? Girl, kill us if you want, but don't play tricks on us!"

Leon rolled his eyes before pulling out a fifty from his wallet. "Told you I could beat you," I said as I snatched the fifty-dollar bill in his hand. "What next?" I asked, waving the bill in front of his face. "Stacker," Leon said. We played as many arcade games as we could, making bets on every single one that we play. Of course, I won most of them, much to Leon's dismay. We decided to settle on the last game and I pointed over to the claw machine. There was a giant pug stuffed toy that I really want. Leon and I had two tokens in total so we can only try to get the toy twice.