Game of Death
Sign in to keep track of books you’ve read and want to read.
The first thing I notice is her face. It is so perfect it seems unlikely that it could ever exist in the real world. Her white skin is flawless, her features perfectly symmetrical, her lips red and wet and full, parting with every gasp. It is her eyes that hold me, though. They are a shade of blue I have never seen, with flecks of gold and crystal, and they are so penetrating it feels as though they are reaching out straight through his eyes into mine, begging me for . . . something I can't quite make out. It's like those eyes have captured the dialectic of every human emotion that ever mattered - love and hate; ecstasy and terror; comfort and jealousy - and rolled them into a single glance that could level entire cities. I am slaughtered.
Read more
Imagine being able to create and experience your deepest dreams and your darkest fantasies . . .
Boston entrepreneur and techno whizz-kid, Nick Caldwell with the help of his long-time friend and...
Liked Game of Death? Here’s where I’d start.
These suit anyone who liked Game of Death. Sign in and mark a few books for picks shaped around your own taste.
