This Is A Game Of Concentration Novels & Stories

As curiosity is coating me, I downloaded it and try it. At first, I’m a bit out of it, because I don’t kind of understand the game. First thing I thought maybe it’s just a game so I just continue checking it. As there is a game, I try to join that game and find out that it’s a picking to kiss game. There’s a cycle of people from different countries in that room and there’s a bottle between those boxes of people. I just stay there and watch what they do. And as I already got the mechanics, when it’s my turn I played too.

They love me so much. "So I am passing out these papers, reach lady take one and pass them down. Here are some pens as well to pass along. So this game is a scramble game, the object of the game is to unscramble as many words as you can. All the words have something to do with wedding. The one with the most words correctly unscrambled wins a prize out of this basket" she said holding it up. "The second most out of this basket" she said as Chris held up the second basket.

And I just stared. There stood four enormous skyscrapers, screened with dark glass, touching the sky, and manifesting the reflection of the world before in them. They stood in a circular motion, facing each other. Bridges, also moulded with glass, connected each building with the other at the top. While a big white 'L' was written in the middle on one of the edifices. "I know right? The empire of Adrian T Larsen," Shawn awed beside me, the look on his face matching mine.

I Every tick of time, Fiel could feel the intense desire and wish that the game be finished already. Today is the third day of the Game and it was called, “Escape from Arrows.” Fiel and the other remaining five players were put in a big circle, out in the open field, and were told to run to save their lives while arrows would rain inside the big circle. Whoever comes out of the big circle alive would remain in the game. "Take the left side, Mister, more arrows will fall on the right side," it was a voice that Fiel suddenly heard before the loud sound of a gunshot was heard all over the arena.

I gripped the pouch so hard. “Just some medicines for my stomach ache,” I replied. He nodded and continued driving towards their house. When we reached their house, I got off so fast and ran towards my room. I was panicking so hard that I felt like I’m about to collapse anytime soon. I stared at the pregnancy test on the bathroom sink, I have not used it yet because I’m scared of what will be the result. My phone rang and it was Maria. ‘Hello.’ ‘Andrea, have you confirmed it yet?’

Some were repairing the parts that have tear up and some are busy in doing other things. I was busy looking at each and everyone one of them till I see some playing a game. I didn't know at first that they were playing game as I could see them laughing at an interval. I went to meet those playing game if it could be fun. Their game was not so complicated and neither is it too fun. There are two of them, each with ten coins at his front. One will have to spy on something hidden available in that surrounding, and if the other person get it right at once, he will collect a coin from him.

As all of us in the room listened attentively, she spoke words that sent our mind ablaze on fire of conjectures. The candlelight flickered and danced, illuminating the walls like a living shadow, as the silence of the night descended upon the room. All of us eyes were now fixated on the soft rectangular velvet card within our hands, which held the secrets of the game. Like an otherworldly presence, the rules of the game kept us captivated and still. ╭───────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ─────────────╮

We’ve had this reservation every Thursday night for the last 15 years. Yeah. We’re old. “Alright, what’re we playing tonight?” Hakeem asks, pulling the deck out of the box and giving it a shuffle. Tomas groans. “Can’t do much thinking tonight. Five Card Draw, no wilds?” Hakeem nods, pulling out the jokers while Gael passes out chips. $20 each to start. We usually make it through ten rounds, depending on how much shit-talking we get into.

I follow him, my heart pounding in my chest, as the anticipation builds with every step. The elevator doors slide open with a soft chime, and we step inside. The doors close behind us, trapping us in a small, enclosed space, and the tension that's been simmering between us suddenly spikes, almost unbearable in its intensity. I steal a glance at Liam, and our eyes meet. The look in his eyes is smoldering, filled with a hunger that sends a thrill of excitement down my spine. I can see the same desire reflected in my gaze, and for a moment, we just stand there, caught in the magnetic pull between us.

Kat snapped from where she sat beside me. This time the three of us let out long dramatic gasps. We were seated at a booth in Chris' mother's bakery playing a card game that Chris had introduced to us. It was called 'the Resistance'. It was basically a strategy based game where you had to identify who the spy was in the game. And so far, my money was on my dearest boyfriend. Roman and I had been hooked from the beginning but Kat honestly just thought the game was a waste of time. We didn't care, we made her play anyway.