The Midnight Game Rules Novels & Stories

Their mind-links would be cut off, leaving only pure instinct to determine friend from foe. Each participant would wear a special watch — their lifeline. Every wound inflicted would reduce the time left on their watch. Once it reached zero, and if they were still breathing, they would live — but just barely, broken and scarred by the carnage. When the clock struck midnight, the game would stop automatically, and the remaining points on their watches would determine the winners. ___________ After inspecting the arena, Aldus and his Beta returned to the main house for lunch. “Make sure nothing goes wrong on the day of the game,” Aldus said, his tone firm.

I argue. “No, it’s not,” Ben frowns at me as if I just said the world is a triangle. “Five games, winner has to win three times or more,” Leo says. “We’d hide first. Close your eyes and count till thirty. Don’t cheat,” he raps the rules, grabbing his wife. Ben and I turn around, close our eyes, and then start counting for them, but I can hear the water ripples and what direction they went. Sike.

Joric and Remy enter from opposite sides of the arena. Joric looks wild. Aggressive. His eyes keep darting to Rhea. Remy looks focused. Calm. Professional. “Before we begin,” I announce, standing. “I’m changing the win condition.” Everyone turns to look at me. “This will be a pin match. First to pin their opponent for a ten-count wins. No blood. No death.” Murmurs ripple through the crowd. Joric’s face goes red. “That’s not—” “That’s the rule.” I sit back down. “Begin when ready.”

“Good. This is why this stage helps to know who can lead despite any situation. Cheating won't be tolerated. Do not steal your fellow contestant's treats. Do not fight. You will be under severe scrutiny and I want this to be fair." Someone raised her hand among us and the Alpha queen prompted her to speak. “Thank you, your ladyship. You have stated that the number of animals brought in determines the points, fair enough. But I'd like to know if there is a duration to this game.” Scarlet asked. “Good question, Scarlet. The game last throughout the night, so you all have no excuses for why you can't make a kill. I and the jury will see you at dawn. You are dismissed.” she strutted off as soon

She pulled out a finger, "45 minutes will be allotted to all of us. Equally. Once the Benedict rings that bell..." Lovemarie pointed to the bell next to Benedict's hand as he gives it shake to sample it. "We start and stop at his command." She pulled out her second finger, "Second rule, no one should be ruining other team's castles or else you'll be forfeited." Lovemarie pulled the third finger; "Third, this is just a friendly game but still... no cheating!" "What's the prize?" Travis chimes. Yeah, I wonder what it could be.

ky mom replied in a sassy tone. We finished in the kitchen and proceeded to the living room fir game night. I gave each plate to everyone and laid out the games. “So the rules of the game are, the first person to win a match gains three points. There are five rounds and the highest you can gain is fifteen points. The winner should have the highest amount of Points and gets to spin the wheel. You know that whatever it lands on, the winner gets it” I explained to them. We always had this spinning well for any games we played. And I had won a lot of them.

“You bloody swear to play by the rules and that you’ll not harm a single hair on her head! Because if anything happens to her, I’ll end you without pause.” Roland lowers his head next to mine, chuckling darkly. “Cross my heart and hope to die or stick a needle in my eye.” Roland taunts, smoothing his accent. Pulling my hood away from the side of my head, the wild man's lips brush along the curve of my ear. His hot, liquor-tainted breath fans over my face in stark contrast to the surrounding frigid, damp air and icy rain. “Here’s the rules of the game ye wee sly lass. It’ll do ye well to listen. Ye’ll get a five-minute head start before we come looking for you in these woods.”

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

But others leaned forward with anticipation, eyes sparkling with the thrill of danger. Welcome back to the mysterious game of Truth and Dare! For the 3rd Midnight Masquerade, at the flick of the ticking clock, the rules below are forced to follow: ✦ Codenames are assigned instead of true names. It can be found at the premise of your costume's pocket. ✦ One by one, partygoers took their turn, revealing scandalous secrets and uncomfortable truths under oath.

A little while later, Mason disappears and comes back dragging a giant board game box. A bad sign. A very bad sign. His grin confirms it. “You both have to play.” “No.” “Yes.” I look up. Ella is already sitting on the floor. Apparently she’s accepted her fate. Traitor number two. “You said later.” Mason points dramatically. “This is later.” I hate how solid his logic is. With a sigh, I drop down across from them. The game starts. Or at least Mason’s version of the game starts. The rules change every five minutes.