Extermination Game Novels & Stories

I said, even though I didn’t have any money left. But I could sell the villa—it's mine. I heard a mocking laugh. And that was all. No one talked. The front screen lit again and a running red font appeared simultaneously with the sound from earlier: [Congratulations! You have been selected for the Survival Game. Make sure you entertain your audience to get extra hearts.] A chill ran down my spine. Adrenaline peaked to its climax and my body trembled. “Extra what?” I snapped. But it seemed nobody cared to answer.

" She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens! Kelly was into the game already. She was looking alive and ready. Tala wrote something on the piece of paper and then wrote number one to ten on another piece of paper. I watched in curiosity as she tore each number and folded it. "This game is similar to pick and act, but it involves two participant." She added. She made us sit on the floor, as we all sat in circle. A bottle of alcohol was kept in the center.

The user at the top started typing. ‘The game is about to begin. For the first game, you’ll be given some set of riddles and you have just 6minutes as a deadline for you to answer. We will both play in turns and whoever wins the finals passes but if you fail, it will lead to the death of one of your loved ones.” The moment I finished reading it, it disappeared from my screen. Okay this is getting a bit creepy but can someone tell this dumbass to stop playing with the life of my loved ones? Can we just get the game started? Pfff!

She was in tears, knowing that she could have prevented this. Someone killed the least mentally stable person among us. They used her and killed her for their own personal gain. Urkstin was still unconscious, but he had seen the body first before any of us. Seeing this scarring image of one of his friends dead in a pool of their own blood. One of the people in this room was a murderer. And as I looked around at the remaining participants in this game, I had realized it. That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive,

Winthrop—the new substitute teacher. It was all jokes and banter from there on. ♧♧♧ A couple of hours later, the sun had shifted higher, heat pressing down heavier on our shoulders. We had decided to play some beach volleyball. We split into two teams—boys versus girls, with Declan being dramatically claimed by the girls because, according to Ellie, he had “traitor energy.” Whatever the hell the meant. The game was messy and fun and dramatic—you know, obviously, because the girls were involved.

“Basahin ko mga comments niyo mamaya, salamat po sa mga nagse-send ng star, and hi sa mga bagong viewers!” He straightened his back on his gaming chair and stretched his neck for a bit before going back to the game. Ang kasalukuyang ranked game nila ay Search and Destroy. The first team has to plant the bomb and successfully destroy the target while the other do their best to defuse, killing the enemies in the process to fulfill their objective.

The eighth time I catch Philip Mumford cheating on me, he pours a bottle of concentrated disinfectant over his groin. "Happy now?" Amid the wreckage, his face is deathly pale as he looks at me like I'm the one who has lost my mind. It's the first time he's ever backed down. I stand frozen, clutching a piece of broken porcelain, suddenly feeling completely lost. During our worst fight, I strap dynamite to myself and his mistress, forcing him to choose between us. In response, he has himself and my parents tied to five semitrucks chained together, then smiles and asks if I still want him to choose. That's how we spent ten years torturing each other, neither of us willing to give in, bac

“Do you know what the game is?” I frowned and shook my head. “Let’s call it . . . Terror of Survival. In that game, we needed to kill each other to survive and get the reward. So, they ruthlessly murdered each other in front of my eyes while I couldn’t do anything because I was doubting the bastards about the reward they were saying. Who knows if that reward was a deathless death? He shook his head.

This was, without a doubt, the best reunion ever! I settled Lily by the fireplace to get warm. Just then, the robotic voice sounded again: [Initial Players: 40; Survivors: 25.] Fifteen players. Dead already. And all they did was pick a room. I opened the system panel and squinted at the screen to read the small text. Players were swapping intel in the main channel, talking about how the others died. [Muscly_Tommy]: Holy shit! The werewolf on the third floor tore that football player to pieces! Blood all over the walls!

"The game was going to take you both." "Whichever one of us volunteered, the game would execute the deletion protocol on both. It was a double trap—kill whichever one sacrificed themselves, and use the other's grief to destroy them slowly over centuries." His voice cracked. "But Elara figured it out. In the moment before she spoke, before she volunteered, she understood what the game was doing. And she made a choice of her own." "She volunteered anyway," Aiden said quietly.