Gal Game Novelas e Histórias

Her question was only replied to with more chokes, veins in her neck pulsated with the venom but Natalie continued. “You once told me and I quote. When we play the games of Alphas, one either wins or loses. There’s no middle ground. Look around you, Elodie… and tell me, who stands triumphant now?” Natalie laughed maniacally as she turned and left, glaring lastly at the dying face of Luna Elodie before shutting the door.

I muttered, furious at him. “You are confused between liberation or vengeance and I will use it against him. You and your redemption can go to hell now, Roy Layne.” I muttered, grabbing my bag. “Who can go to hell?” Eri giggled, peaking into the room. “Just someone bad, Eri.” “You are so strong, you can deal with any bad guy, Nut!” She beamed, encouraging me. I would never want her to see me with the look of a murderer. Before going to work I need to meet someone to play my part in that game, finally making a move.

“Alpha, you used the worst warrior possible to make me look bad.” “You assume I give a shit about a warrior’s placement here? She did well, even if you think she is the worst, Bill. She did well, which means we are doing our job. If our little bet is getting to your head and making it so, you can not train everyone equally, cheer for their success equally, then I can always find a new gamma.” His eyes open in shock, “What? N-no! I just…” “You are embarrassed.” I shrug. “No one here sees it that way. They see this as a training opportunity. Everyone is worried about saving their own ass or keeping their friends who are lower rung around. Maybe it’s time to separate your games from real life.”

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

The game had officially begun. ​A mile away, across the sprawling campus grounds, the heavy atmosphere inside the university’s underground practice facility was thick with tension. The rhythmic, echoing thuds of basketballs bouncing against the hardwood sounded like war drums. ​Jake drove hard toward the paint, his powerful legs propelling him forward with a speed that left his defender grasping at empty air. His mind was a chaotic blur, his focus completely shattered. He rose into the air, aiming for a routine layup, but at the last second, his grip slipped. The ball bounced awkwardly off the rim, clattering away across the floor.