Yet Another Gameshow Novels & Stories

I'm never going to make that mistake. Nevertheless, I'm not going to allow all of what Celine said to get in the way. I know she wants to get to me so I can give up, but that's not happening. It takes two to tango, and am an expert dancer. Darren hasn't admitted that's he's with Celine yet, so that means there's still hope. Watch out for me... The game just got real..... . . . Natalie's P. O. V

That did little to ease me, but I plastered an innocent smile on my face and clung closer to him, might as well start the acting now. Once we reached the “throne” room, Brad sat down and pulled me onto his laugh. I let out a squeak and a giggle. The kind of fake sweet giggle that would usually have me rolling my eyes, but I had to play this just right. I asked to see his home but I guess that was a little too forward, because Brad mumbled an apology and said maybe later. I couldn’t find a trace of any wolves at the house. I was here because there is an unusually high amount of rogues in the area and it is believed that this bear gang is working with them. Why they would be working together i

Today is the second challenge, and the contestants are already prepared for their next game. Nobody knows what they are going to play for this week, and most importantly, nobody knows who's going to die today. This time they are all in the huge mansion, which has been abandoned for a long time. Suddenly, the speaker made an irritating noise, then proceeded to make an announcement. "For our next game, we are going to play hide and seek. All of you must hide for sixty seconds before the seeker starts to find one of you. "Good luck." Then the timer starts to count down.

“You’re here too.” She blinked. “Here where? What is this? Am I dreaming?” At this point, she didn't even want to deal with the person in front of her. She was also unsure how she should react to him, who seemed really cautious while talking to her. This time, Shane didn’t answer right away. He unfolded a newspaper in his lap, before he showed it to Farrah. On the front page was a single headline: “Seven Chosen for the Game of Sins.”

No wonder they make so much money. I slip my bra off, breathing in relief as soon as it hits the ground. I turn on the TV and feed the cats, then sink down on the couch with my phone in hand. Dad texted me during dinner, asking how I was feeling. I reply to him and search through N*****x for something to watch. I’m dozing off when my phone rings. It’s still on silent from dinner, and it takes me a minute to locate it under the blanket I’m snuggled up in. It doesn’t help that Neville’s fat butt is laying on top of it.

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.”