Survival Game Novels & Stories

But… I didn't draw any rolls or what… now I wonder. Well setting that aside, this whole world turned into destruction. Just like the game's name says, 'To Survive“ or “To Live Long” It was like any ordinary game that you need to fulfill task and gain rewards which you can use to improve your character. Do the game quests and proceed to the story line… But… Am I really part of that game now? Shaking my head, I have no time to stand idly. I must first get out of this creature at some point.

I am none other than the boss of the hotel you all are staying in and I am also the El Presidente that you all despise, and everyone in the hotel is now stuck and forced to play my little game! "Game...?" The overload of information stuns Yua and Logan. The man with sideburns yawns. [Yep! Game! Let the game begin! Let the crazy people in this hotel run wild! Its a game of survival where all of you are forced to kill each other!]

(but too bad we can't have our fair share of fun) saying this they ordered to bring something and in-comes the third one holding a very thick stick in his hand and hands it over to his friend laughing evilly. I feel sick and nauseous as I get the worst feeling and suddenly with a blink of an eye the thick stick lands on my body hitting wherever it can. I groan in pain begging for them to leave me but my shouts and screams and begging turn into a fun game for them. I'm bleeding everywhere. My body has deep gnashed everywhere and I know some of my bones have also broken from the burning pain I'm feeling.

A silly little game, that is all it was supposed to be but it turned to so much more. It was four years ago and I was fourteen. It was my brother's going away party. At sixteen male werewolves go to academy to serve in the military and prepare for their adult roles in the pack. My brother Bo and his best friend Drake were leaving the next day. The adults had already called it a night and the teenagers had somehow ended up in the basement playing truth or dare, typical dumb kid stuff. When it came to Drake's turn, he was challenged to draw a name from a cup and go play seven minutes in heaven with them. He drew my name. I had always had a crush on Drake and this was my chance. He was gorgeous

" Um... " " For some reason... I think this is where the game of survival truly begins. " " Yes! We've gotta battle for our survival! " " Yes! " .... A/N : From here on... The game of survival begins! Are you excited guys?

This scene was very similar to the scene in a game. This game was called Desperate Survival. The players inside could use the pan to retrieve the grenades. Zeus was playing this game recently. He never imagined that the scene in the game would be so familiar to him. Clang! The deafening explosion caused Zeus’s ears to ring and his eardrums to bleed. “Boss, what should we do now?” A considerate subordinate asked.

Matteo discovered the secret, because he accidentally witnessed Alice and Rachel who were racing to finish two plates shrimp at a restaurant. Alice is finally the winner of this crazy game, but Alice's safety is almost threatened, after the audience disperses. In the Hospital... "You're stupid," Matteo said. Alice, who was lying weakly on the hospital bed, she stared weakly at Matteo. "If you already know about this secret, please don't tell Kenzo." "So all this time you've been covering up about your illness from Kenzo?" asked Matteo, standing by Alice's bedside.

She rested one hand over mine where I was gripping my chest so tightly my fingers hurt. "Zaire, I need you to listen to my voice." My body wouldn't stop trembling. Tears streamed uncontrollably down my face. "I need you to breathe with me." "I..." My lungs seized again. "I know." She nodded. "It feels like you're suffocating, but you're not. Your body is in survival mode. You're safe." It didn't feel like it. I felt like I was fucking dying. A broken sob escaped my throat. "He..." I whispered.

So far, he has succeeded. But now that he was presented with the question itself, David was stumped. His goal was to survive and slaying the unbelievably powerful Draco was a part of it. In fact, if David manages to successfully kill the Draco, his goal of surviving would become easier. And if David could prevent other superspecies from appearing, he would never have to fear for his life. Killing the Draco, something David would have never imagined if not for Elizabeth would render the goal of surviving moot. Their lives would be so much easier if the Draco would be dead.

The sound of car engines, the sound of people cursing, and the sound of gunshots made other cars on the road hastily drift to the side; no one dared to poke their head out of the car door. Uri struggled to dodge the bullets but did not dare to slow down. Sweat poured down his back; his extraordinary purple eyes opened wide, and he looked towards the distant forest, which was the place that could help him escape death. He turned his head to look behind; the car was still chasing, and the bullets continuously ripped the wind towards him. Uri tries to run fast. He can't die. Even if he dies, he must know why these people want to kill him. With extraordinary efforts, Uri finally managed to run t