Treacherous Game Novels & Stories

And presently Mia and he were trapped deep within his game with no path of escape or way to change the board. Fuck.

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

My heart nearly stopped. That box had been hidden under my bed. It contained the keepsakes my parents left behind. "No!" I finally screamed. But it was too late. She laughed and smashed the photo frame onto the ground. Glass shards scattered everywhere. Felix's cane was crushed under her heel, and Katie's comb snapped clean in half. My tears finally hit the ground. "I win!" Mikaela ran excitedly to Erwin. "Erwin, from now on you can only have me." Erwin laughed. He then pinched her chin hard. "How naive. Anyone connected to Lara disgusts me. Why would I want any of you?"

“Then that tramp will have the pleasure of explaining herself.” Nico leaned back in his chair, watching the fire in Nero’s gaze. The demon was back and out for blood. That same old ruthless certainty burned there. It was the look of a man who’d kill anyone or anything that tried to move his pieces off his gameboard. Nero’s gameboard. “Tonight, then,” Nico said finally. Nero nodded once. “Tonight.”

“But don’t worry. I like liars. They make the game more interesting.” Her pulse hammered, every nerve betraying her training. She told herself it was strategy, that playing along was safer than pushing back. But the truth was more dangerous. She noticed him, noticed the strength of his palm, the way his thigh brushed hers, the subtle command in his movements. She hated that her body responded. She hated it even more when his head dipped lower, his breath feathering across her neck.

He was mobilizing his billionaire shadow empire to hunt down the person currently sitting upstairs in his own mansion. I reached out and severed the camera connection, making the screen go pitch-black. The game had just escalated beyond my adoptive family revenge. I was now playing a high-stakes game of cat-and-mouse with the most dangerous man in the country. And the most terrifying part? I couldn't wait to beat him again.

The moment his fingers touched the clasp, Charlotte said, "Keep wearing it." Then she looked at me. "Whoever won it gets to keep it." I let out a soft laugh. The whole room fell silent. Charlotte's eyes turned cold. Lyra frowned. "George, we were just playing a game. Why do you have to make things so awkward?" Then she stepped in front of Connor. Her voice stayed gentle, but her words carried a warning. "Connor has always been insecure. He's finally happy today. Can't you just let him have this?"

I say, strolling back toward her. “Besides Rat Trap on your fake tits, the second game is called Truth: A Little Flesh or Lies: A Lot of Flesh.” I smirk. “Rules are simple. I’m going to adjust our little rat friend, so he’s positioned right above your overpriced silicone tits. Then, I ask a question. As I heat the bucket. You answer and if I believe you, I release a little heat. Vincent over there, he takes part of a finger. But if we think you’re lying?” I glance over at Vinny. “I heat the bucket, and he takes the whole fucking finger.”

Beneath her collar, the liquid silver pendant of Aethelgard emitted a faint, steady warmth against her skin, sending subtle waves of platinum resonance floating beneath her veins. "They've set their roadblock just past the narrowest choke point," Jake said, his deep baritone dropping into a low, predatory rumble. "Three heavy armored haulers jackknifed across the pass, with tactical positions established on the high granite ledges above. Classic ambush formation."

The two of them headed to the house's gaming room. Inside, there were top-of-the-line gaming computers. Grace and Caleb started playing a tower defense game. The game was called "Legends of Triumph" and had nearly 800 million registered users worldwide. After playing only two rounds, they were thoroughly defeated by the opposing team. Grace, feeling defeated, slumped in her gaming chair. "Caleb, we're terrible. We need some help." "Okay, I'll arrange for some assistance right away."