Wreck Game Novels & Stories

This was, without a doubt, the best reunion ever! I settled Lily by the fireplace to get warm. Just then, the robotic voice sounded again: [Initial Players: 40; Survivors: 25.] Fifteen players. Dead already. And all they did was pick a room. I opened the system panel and squinted at the screen to read the small text. Players were swapping intel in the main channel, talking about how the others died. [Muscly_Tommy]: Holy shit! The werewolf on the third floor tore that football player to pieces! Blood all over the walls!

The eighth time I catch Philip Mumford cheating on me, he pours a bottle of concentrated disinfectant over his groin. "Happy now?" Amid the wreckage, his face is deathly pale as he looks at me like I'm the one who has lost my mind. It's the first time he's ever backed down. I stand frozen, clutching a piece of broken porcelain, suddenly feeling completely lost. During our worst fight, I strap dynamite to myself and his mistress, forcing him to choose between us. In response, he has himself and my parents tied to five semitrucks chained together, then smiles and asks if I still want him to choose. That's how we spent ten years torturing each other, neither of us willing to give in, bac

My whole being trembled violently as the pressure building within me promised to extinguish everything. Zayn Dawson What use was having a $750k yacht when it was somewhere at the bottom of the ocean? Whose bright idea was to have a 3 days boat cruise on my luxury yacht to celebrate my birthday? I tried to remember but everything was still fuzzy. The only thing that was sure to me was the shipwreck last night and how I had somehow miraculously found myself on this island. It looked deserted. Small waves washed shells and debris to the pale sand. Fuck! This was just what I needed. Another fucking disaster.

The car flips, tumbling off the road, and everything goes black. When I come to, I'm disoriented, my body aching all over. The world tilts and spins, and it takes me a moment to realize we're upside down. The car… the car is wrecked. Liam. My mind screams his name, but I can't find the strength to speak. I turn my head, my vision blurry, and I see him—unconscious, blood trickling from a cut on his forehead. My heart seizes in my chest. No. No, no, no.

The doctor went pale, panicking, but Ezekiel cradled the urn in his arms. "Rebecca, that's enough. Let's go." He played the grieving brother, tears and all. If I hadn't seen his live stream earlier, I would have been fooled by his sorrowful expression. At home, he set the urn on the nightstand, refusing to bury it. Although it was fake, I felt creepy, eager to get rid of it. He only held it close, his voice dripping with fake devotion. "Giselle was like a sister to me. You wouldn't want her alone in the ground, would you?"

Again and again, over and over again, I repeated her name to myself, internally going crazy from the ever-increasing distance between us. Nothing-nothing... We won't be apart for long. How did she say? Belongs to the alpha of the gray wolf clan? Well, that's even more interesting. Hunting has always been one of my favorite pastimes. Let's play baby... I grinned and walked towards the classic fire metallic sports car parked nearby, which always and everywhere travels with me. Well what can I say? Everyone has their weaknesses. For me — this is my iron baby. In fact, I should have been somewhere else. But since the werewolf I needed was absent now and was supposed to return only by morning, I

ZAIRE’S POV "Shit, they absolutely carved them open, man. I can't even hate." Spencer said, scrolling through his phone as he read off the stats from yesterday’s game between the Milton Lions and the Eastbrook Ravens. We were sitting at our usual table under the tree in the quad, eating lunch. The break wasn't over for about the next fifteen minutes. “Come on, this is the Ravens we’re talking about,” Finn said with a dismissive roll of his eyes. “They’re shit. I'm sure we are going to destroy them too when we play them.”

Hello again, guys! Like I said in my author's note, this book is a prequel to Wrenched. Underneath this note, I'll attach a little synopsis to it, so we could have an idea of what the book would be about. I would appreciate your reviews and comments like you always do. Please enjoy! WRENCHED: THE OUTSET OF THE STORY. SYNOPSIS Two friends walk the spheres of life together and are bound by common interests and ambition to be successful at a young age. They are like brothers and would do anything for one another.

I don’t know how to answer when I don’t even know what happened. I tried recollecting back to the events at the restaurant before I started crying more. Someone wants us to be apart, that's for sure. “Fuck shit!” he shouted and threw whatever was in hands. The pieces immediately broke scattering everywhere. I don't want to open my eyes. Please... It's just a nightmare right? Please. Daevon continued to scream, curse and throw whatever he found at the place while on the other hand, I only continued to cry; not wanting to look at him.