A Game Of Retribution Novels & Stories

"So... we're stuck? We just keep killing until they catch us? Or until we go insane?" "No," Ren said. He leaned closer, lowering his voice to a whisper. "We're hostages. I checked the history. There was a Squad before us. Squad 3. They all died in 'accidents' right after they tried to quit. The Admin doesn't accept resignations." Kara went pale, the blood draining from her face. "So we're dead either way." "Not if we change the rules," Ren whispered. "Listen to me very carefully. I planted something in the server. A backdoor. A kill switch. It's called Project Reversal. It turns the game's targeting system against the Admin."

" For helping me see what I've been blind to see all this while." " Have you been blind to see, or you just didn't want to talk to see it? Anyway, you're welcome. Any compliment is handy now." I muttered and folded my hands. Until I felt a hand tickle my sides, I laughed while running away. " Stop! That ain't funny!" " It's called payback time." He muttered, picking a basketball. " For what?" " For cheating in that last game. Remember?" Oops... I already forgot. But I smirked devilishly at him.

I don't even know how to give a lap dance. I stood up and carried my purse i kept on the couch, i was sweating already. As i increased my pace to go out of the room, Sammy stopped me. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh? The game is not over yet." He said "Since you don't want to play along with what you picked, you have to pay 50USD before we can let you go. You know the rules " Tala added 50 what? How on earth will i get that amount from?

Shadow was beyond speechless. Her eyes fluttered at Orange, silently asking for clarification because she was well-versed in the game. Vicious cycle. The game was also invented by her. It was a famous game that made people go beyond their capabilities. The goal of the game was suicide. It was a befitting punishment to all the sinners that refused to repent and repaid every misdeed they committed. Specifically toward humans or in other words, their victims. The game was simple but the nature of the game was extremely unfriendly and deathly.

had several questions to ask but wanted to let it all lie low while I focused on the future and how to get my revenge on those who had killed me. I was sure not going to let it slide. I wanted to know exactly how I was reborn, but it seemed as though River kept going back and forth whenever I asked him that particular question, so I decided to let it slide. River was either keeping the information from me or didn't know either from the surprise I saw in his eyes when I walked in. I shook my head and made up my mind that my revenge would come first. Our conversation continued, and as we spoke, I found myself slowly letting go of my old grudges. I realized that, in this new life, we could be

Why should I be afraid when death seems to be my twin at this point? He sneered, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, I really like your feisty attitude. I'm glad you're finally showing it." I ignored him and slowly moved in a circle, and he followed my movements. Okay, let's play a little game, tsk. I noticed something breakable behind him, so I took this opportunity to grab it and smash it over his ugly face. Just as I was about to swing, he pulled the trigger. The roaring sound in my ears was so loud that I stood there, stunned and motionless.

Marco promised with a smile. A small smile graced Tamara’s lips as she nodded and stared at the next stage of her plan on her revenge board. David and Chelsea had gotten married with the most lavish wedding that spalshed across the front pages of business magazines. With a smirk, Tamara unclipped one of the torn front pages that made up her board. Fine. They could try to be happy after killing her baby, her sister, and stealing her company and her life from her. But she would be coming back for them.

“I’m sorry. I was arrogant back then. I thought you’d never leave me, so I was selfish. I made mistakes, and more excuses to cover them up. I thought you’d always forgive me. But I have finally understood—hurt is hurt. Nothing I’ve done deserves forgiveness. “Now that I’ve gotten my much-deserved retribution, you must live happily from now on. “And don’t come see me anymore. A dying man like me brings you bad energy.” I gave a faint nod and was ready to leave. Finn suddenly spoke again to stop me from leaving. “Tell me, the reason you came to see me today… Is it because you still have a shred of feeling for me? “Do you still love me? I looked at him with my cold gaze. “The reason I came toda

I said, my grin widening as her face went pale. "You’re bluffing! You don’t know anything. Stop lying! You don’t know why she lost her job!" Lisa shouted, falling right into my trap. "Wait, does that mean her mother wasn’t on vacation and was actually fired? That bitch acted like she was better than everyone. What a joke!" someone from the table behind us said. Lisa's face turned as red as a tomato. Revenge was so satisfying; who would have known it would feel this good to get back at the people who hurt me? I should have grown a backbone ages ago.