Extermination Game Novels & Stories

I whispered, my voice thick with a dark, terrifying promise, "I will burn that entire corporate tower to the ground with every soul inside it." "They will not touch me," she murmured, her lips brushing against mine, a soft, intoxicating promise that sealed the deal. "Because by the time they realize the Ghost is in the room, the game will already be over." For the next four hours, the bunker became a war room. Working side by side, our minds perfectly aligned, we systematically dismantled the lives of five board members. I drafted the legal documents, using my personal encryption keys to create an ironclad executive proxy that transferred my full voting weight to Aria Thorne for the duration

now saying it softer. "A game will occur tonight, so better be ready, don't worry the rules are simple." She said and glanced around to spot anyone nearby, "Killer and Targets, that is the most important thing you need to take note of. Killers will kill, Targets will run and hide. The Killers will be given a random assasination weapon and a target's information, while the Target will be blindfolded and tied on the hands. Each round of the game will end in three ways, first is if the target was able to name the killer in front of them, second if the killer was able to kill the target, the third option is if at 8 a.m. no one was able to kill the target or the killer in front of the target wasn

Fear would keep him back, and distance… distance would keep him alive. I set the phone down and turned back to my notes. The board thought they were playing chess. So did Aiden, Ethan and Sofia. But they were all wrong. This wasn’t chess, it was elimination. And I had just figured out who needed to go first.

The platform beneath him shattered mid-leap, sending his avatar plunging into the abyss. DANTAX ELIMINATED. Now, only nine players remain in the game. The second elimination followed barely thirty seconds later. A player attempted to ambush Syntax. But it was a bad decision. Syntax didn’t even slow down. One perfectly timed counterstrike, a brutal energy spike, and the challenger’s avatar disintegrated into light. BULLET ELIMINATED. Eight. Eight players remain, causing the arena to roar. “Two down in under a minute!” “This pace is insane!”

I have no time for shits like this. "Boss, they been moved as you requested." Taking the Cigarette with one hand I nodded at Stephan. "Good...good."As I walked over to the torture room, I passed by Avery's room, paused for a bit and then continued walking. Getting into the room, I locked the door. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I , you all here." Grabbing a steel chair and sat down. "Let's play a little game, the winners life is spared." They all stared at each other, each one, ready and willing to win the game. "Here's the thing, the first one to kill the rest, wins. Here are weapons, choose wisely."

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.

Riverheist sounds fun, but without the experience the other students have, I'm in way over my head. We're split into four teams, so that two games can be played. The only rules are not to headbutt and not to punch. Which means this game will be brutal. “I wish we could practice for real," a boy grumbles to his friend. "It's so lame we're not allowed to use invisibility potions around the newbies." He catches me staring and gives me a "what?" look. Coach's whistle blows, and everyone around me jumps into the water. I hold my breath and leap alongside my team, Emma included. I've been assigned as seeker while Emma is a defender.

Amy wanted to turn to the door, but she couldn’t move. “Believe it or not, all of those other people inside my video game were my victims. I even took one of my victims and made her the president of the United States. I also based the game farther into the future. I know it’s the year 2098, but you see inside my game, I made it the year 2130. When you think about it, my so-called victims are still alive but only in my video game. So that means I’ve killed nobody.” The gunman leaned back, releasing an explosive chuckle. He laughed so intensely that veins bulged out of his wide neck. The gunman didn’t laugh too hard because he almost dropped a switchblade concealed in his hands.

"Natalie, why don't I give the necklace back to you? I shouldn't have accepted it in the first place." The moment her hand touched the necklace, Hunter spoke. "Keep it." Then, he turned to me and stressed, "Whoever drew it got it." I chuckled softly. The private room fell silent for a moment, and Hunter's gaze grew colder. Gabriel frowned and said, "Natalie, it was just a game. Did you really have to make an issue out of it?" Then, he stepped in front of Tiffany. His voice remained gentle, but to me, it felt like a knife pressing against my throat.

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.