Yet Another Gameshow Novels & Stories

ZAIN LEANED AGAINST THE wall, staying out of the way. The hall was packed for the Hottest Games of the Year panel, and anyone who was anyone in game design was on that stage. Andrea sat sandwiched in the middle of seven men who'd proceeded to play keep-the-mic-away from her over the last hour. It was the most disgusting example of chauvinism he'd seen at the con yet, but from Andrea's account, it wasn't the worst.

I went to watch the match. Greg is playing against Roger and it seems like Roger is losing the game. " I'll be playing with Greg next to Roger", I smirked. "Cool", says Greg. "Checkmate !", says Greg and the game is over. Roger get up scratching his head. We laughed at him. "Ready baby girl?", Greg said. I took the chair across him and get ready for the match. Greg is losing. His moves are becoming slower. He tentativey move one of his chess pieces.

Soon, the next game was announced. "This game is the simplest and very fun. There is no reward for this one. Both young babes and adults can do this if they feel that they are more than qualified. I won’t tell you the name yet. I want you guys to guess. I will give you a hint though. It starts with ‘H’.” Immediately a few put up their hands. “Alright. Enzo,” he pointed at a red-haired youth with some freckles on his face. “Hockey.”

If only you knew how much more than just another model you truly are. THE END <3 Stay tuned for 3rd story JUST ANOTHER NOTCH ANA AND WILLIAM

The main floor was deserted when she made her way downstairs just a few minutes past nine, but the faint sound of music and a sliver of golden light spilling from an open door halfway down the central hall indicated where she might find the garden room. But to her surprise when she entered she discovered that she was not the only one to eat. A round glass-topped table, tastefully set for two, stands in the middle. A silver ice bucket and two cut-crystal champagne glasses glinted in the almost ethereal glow of dozens, if not hundreds, of miniature white lights laced among the potted shrubs lining the perimeter of the area. What is the best finale? Christian Imperial, disgracefully gorgeous in

One wrong step and Calvin would know I’m pregnant and I don’t want that. “Where are you staying? Maybe we could hang out after dinner.” Sandra said but Tobi is fast enough to decline her offer. “Sorry, Andrea and I have a lot of things to try tonight.” He replied making my forehead creased. What things are we going to try tonight? Calvin’s forehead creased at what Tobi said. “What things are that? Maybe we can do that also.” Calvin uttered. Tobi chuckled. “I doubt we have a lot of positions to tackle tonight, am I right Andrea?” Tobi said and being the stupid one.

Dante. ​I always wanted to have a baby of my own but it seems that hope has been thrown into a gutter especially when I found out the baby in Zara’s belly wasn’t mine but hers. ​My phone rang again, in annoyance I picked up the phone call. “Giselle are you insane,” Cyrus asked the moment I picked up the call. I scoffed, he didn’t even ask where I had been. “I should be asking you that question instead,” I responded with a scoff.

“I’m not dropping you into that.” “You’re not. I am.” “That’s worse.” “Trust me.” Silence. Tight. Heavy. Then, quietly, “I do. I just hate it.” “Same.” The connection surges again. I push harder this time. The fracture shrinks another inch. A scream echoes from the other side. Not human. Not anything I want to understand. “Now would be a great time,” Josh mutters. “Almost,” I say through clenched teeth. The figure watches closely now.

Whether he believed me or not was no longer important. Just then, Jonathan took out an exquisite box, placed it in my hands, and opened it. Inside was a ruby-studded brooch. "Honey, don't be mad, okay? I'm sorry. "This brooch is a custom limited edition. There are only two in the world. It'll definitely look good on you. Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary—how about we take Sam to the Peach Blossom Park in the suburbs?"

Rajeev's face was alight with joy, his laughter mingling with Gnapika's as they strategized their next moves. Abhi paused, taking in the scene. The game was simple yet captivating, with rows of small pits holding the vibrant stones. Each player took turns picking up stones from one of their pits and distributing them one by one into the subsequent pits, aiming to capture more stones than the other. It was a game of skill, calculation, and a bit of luck, and it was clear that both Rajeev and Gnapika were deeply immersed in it.