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He glanced down and saw that it was a message from Dave at Harfield, who had created a group chat and added him. Along with him, there was another member: W, the genius freshman who had recently rejected his friend request. Now, they were both in the same group chat. Dave welcomed them with a message. [Welcome, two of our greats from Harfield! We're about to launch a digital game, and before it goes live, we'd love for you two to test your speed.] Stanley sent an "OK" in response. W also sent an "OK." Dave sent the game link, and both Stanley and W clicked to start, diving into a speed-based programming challenge.

So, let me ask again: Do you have it? The room goes silent. I doubt he will admit to taking whatever it is; I should really ask about that. "No, I told you. I haven't." Carl's words have Chase sighing. "Such a bad choice there, Carl. I look forward to our meeting." "Meeting? What meeting, Chase? I have no meeting planned." Carl's panicked voice proves he is worried. "You've heard of The Hunger Games. The film, the books and such?" Chase asks, and I hear Carl coughing.

Kendra's POV I don't know how long it's been since Ryker took me. I haven't seen much of him just his stupid henchmen. They bring me food and water but I hardly touch it. I drink the water to keep me hydrated but I refuse to eat anything because I am afraid that it may be drugged. The door opened and Hunter stood in the doorway. "I see you haven't eaten again. Look, Kendra, I know that you don't trust us but you have to eat." I just looked at him then looked away. He picked up the tray of food and walked back to the door. "Fine have it your way. I'm sure Ryker will be thrilled to know that you are refusing to eat." He closed the door behind him and I just curled up into a ball the best I cou

As the horn's cry faded, the massive metal door began to grind upward with a piercing screech, revealing the same tunnel we would walk before our locations and missions will be then revealed. With it, like a fucking background music to our sinister adventure, the headmistress once again spoke up to lead us on with the commencement of the games, "Good morning, players. Welcome to the third day of the Games. I trust you have all enjoyed the challenges so far and are eager for more adventure..." her voice booms across the arena, and her words were laced with false cheer, a thin veneer meant to mask the cruelty behind them.

People around us started coming to their senses as they woke up inside the podium. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Bloodlust Games, The final chapter” mum announced proudly. My eyes widened as the ground glowed beneath me, I tried moving out of the circle I was in only to realize that there was what looked like a force field wall which I couldn’t get past. I punched the wall twice, it glowed under the force. But that was all, I couldn’t move out of it as mum proudly explained the rules of the games.

People around us started coming to their senses as they woke up inside the podium. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Bloodlust Games, The final chapter” mum announced proudly. My eyes widened as the ground glowed beneath me, I tried moving out of the circle I was in only to realize that there was what looked like a force field wall which I couldn’t get past. I punched the wall twice, it glowed under the force. But that was all, I couldn’t move out of it as mum proudly explained the rules of the games.

Hilda had no idea how to reach him. In a daze, she stared at the list. Suddenly, a group chat named 'Gay Game Group' appeared and someone named 'stupid dog' typed, '@group: Everyone, there's an event tonight for the 15th anniversary of the Game! There will be special sets, new maps, and new monsters! Who wants to join?' 'Me.' Thomas replied. 'Old Wolf and I too. He's preparing milk right now.' Sonnia replied. 'I want to join too.' Imported Young Man wrote.

A Dark Fantasy Romance Unholy Hunger ✦ Some loves are not forbidden by men. They are forbidden by gods. •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• Before Time Learned to Count •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × ••••••

she whispered. The ground flickered beneath them. Like a glitch. Light flashed briefly, then disappeared. People started stepping back. “What’s happening?!” “I don’t like this—” The hum grew louder. Sharper. Then— DING. The sound echoed clearly. Too clear. Everything went still. A glowing screen appeared in front of them. Floating. Cold white light. Words began forming slowly. WELCOME TO THE AFTERGAME Silence dropped over everyone. Heavy. Suffocating. Lena stared at the words.

“And you are?” “Late for dinner.” He laughed, and it was so warm, so unlike the frigid cold of this place, that I laughed too. He shook his head and crossed the last of the distance between us, bowing his head in respect. “I am Gamma Cendres. Welcome to Winterpaw.”