Totally Not A Game Novels & Stories

Archie said before he quickly stepped out leaving me and my sons in the large study. I faced my beautiful sons who stared at me with excitement at the thought of a game. "How about we play a game of hide and seek. You two will hide inside this study for an hour and if I don't find any of you, the one I didn't find will be given a special surprise." I explained the game. "What is the surprise?" Jamie asked as I laughed. "That's why it's called a surprise son. Your not to tell anyone till you receive it." I explained as he opened his mouth.

Natalie blurted out and stood up, ready to hightail it out of the room. "Sit down," Levi growled so softly she thought she'd imagined it. But the unimpressed glint in his eyes told her otherwise. She quickly complied. "Carry on," Levi said. "There's nothing to carry on." "Do you play any games, Ms Taylor?" Other than Candy Crush on her phone on her way to work, no, she didn't play games, so she shook her head. "Why not?" "I don't know. I guess I've never had an interest."

"This better not be some kind of trick or test, Knox, because I'm really not in the mood for your games right now." "It's not a game, I promise." I assured him.

The zero-sum game, a concept in game theory, implies that in any situation involving two or more players, one player's gain is exactly balanced by the losses of the other player(s). Thus, the total sum of gains and losses among participants is always "zero," eliminating any possibility of cooperation. The streets were lined with trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground as the brilliant sunshine peeked through the leaves. A black Lincoln was parked by the curb, with the occasional pedestrian strolling by on the sidewalk. It seemed like an ordinary day, except for the two bodyguards in dark suits standing conspicuously in front of the Lincoln.

I said. Truly, it was not of a conversation, it was not even a battle of words or who could convince the other person more and perfectly. It was never about a game of mind where one had to manipulate the other into thinking something— or even use a reverse psychology if it means making the game even more fun. It is not even a conversation at all or anything.

I just wanted to quickly gather the last traces of my mother left in this world, to protect them from any further desecration. But that cruel woman, she still wouldn't leave me alone, wouldn't leave my poor mother alone. She rushed over, lifted her foot, and kicked hard at the small pile of belongings I had just gathered! "If you're going to act, at least make it look real! What normal werewolf uses such a raggedy piece of animal skin to hold relics? Even if they're props, put some effort into it, will you? It's laughable! I feel embarrassed for you!" Brynn shrieked, her face a mask of malicious glee.

couldn't very well put this on a billboard with her tits showing like that. That was part one of my plan. I'd wanted to put a full page ad in the local newspaper and the newspaper of Amber's hometown but I couldn't. Both papers refused on some kind of morality clause. They can report all they want about murder, rape, gang warfare, real warfare, and all the other sordid mess of society, but they wouldn't run a little newspaper ad of two naked people hugging with the banner "Amber Creston screwing her brother, Dave". I even told them that I'd black bar out all of the salacious parts of the body, but they still wouldn't go for it.

I grunted. "Well, this one is important. Since you're new you might not know this, but everyone here is playing a death game. An assasination and survival game to be exact." "A 'what' game!?" I almost raised my voice, "What do you mean?" now saying it softer.

Something threatened their pack and lives, but this something was bigger than Noah Black and his petty tricks. Logan ran his hand through his hair and groaned, "Dad, can you calm down and explain what you mean by not normal? Seriously, nothing is normal! What might be normal for you could be a disaster for someone else; the concept is too wide to grasp, so I need details!"