In This World It's Kill Or Be Killed Novels & Stories

That girl had the same face, figure, and personality as Adela was watching. "What is this?" She saw that she did not understand and immediately asked. "The footage is about a girl's life in the first world. You'll have to go through her body and fulfill her desires and what she wants to do. Only when you're done will the world be. if you fail, the world will collapse and you will be logged out of it and forced to return to the starting point. Next, the reinforcement system will tell you about this world and begin the journey through space." The man's voice spoke about the rules for Adela to understand.

He looked around him but he can only see vast darkness in his surrounding, “Who are you? Where am I?” The man shakes his head, “It is not important who I am, what important is the piece of advice that I’ll be giving to you.” Shawn became confused about what is happening, “Advice? What are you talking about? I don’t understand what you’re saying.” He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.”

“Aiden, you think this is about this life? You think I rejected you because of what you did this time?” Aiden's golden eyes widened in horror. He froze, as if struck by lightning. "You're... you're reborn, too?" he stammered. I looked at him, the man who was once my entire world. Now he was a pathetic wreck on a street corner. And I suddenly felt nothing. "Aiden," I said his name one last time. My voice held no hatred, only a dead, hollow calm. “In our last life, your son with Cora murdered me. In this one, you destroyed yourself. Don't you see, Aiden? With or without me, you are the architect of your own ruin. That was always your fate.”

the man in front sneered, exchanging a knowing glance with his companions. They fanned out, surrounding her, cutting off any avenue of escape. "No need to be scared, baby," he whispered, his breath hot and fetid on her face. "Let me take you to heaven…" He lunged. But before his hands could grasp her, Isabella reacted, her movements fueled by adrenaline and desperation. She drew the knife from her sleeve in a swift motion, slashing at the man's arm with a yell. “Don't touch me!" "Damn, this one's got claws!" he growled, but instead of recoiling, his grin widened, a perverse admiration gleaming in his eyes as he stared at the blood welling on his skin.

The fear almost overwhelmed my sorrow for my mother's death. James must have found something, but I couldn't let him catch on. I glanced around, tears still streaming, and raised my voice so others would hear. "Captain Miller, let go of me! My mom just died. I need to go down there for her!" The crowd turned their attention to us. They saw me crying bitterly. Some started speaking up for me. "Yeah, whatever it is can wait. Let her see her mother first!" "The poor girl just lost her mother. Nothing is more important than that!"

"I... I killed them, and I didn’t even blink!!" Ben’s face softened, but he still didn’t move. "They were trying to kill us." "I know!" I snapped, my frustration boiling over. "I know that. But..... it shouldn’t be this easy, should it? It shouldn’t feel like.... nothing." Ben sighed, finally stepping forward and crouching beside me. His hand rested on my shoulder, warm and solid, grounding me. “This world doesn’t give us a choice, Maya. We do what we have to do to survive. That’s all we can do.”

The sound echoed across the arena. The lights flashed white. The cheers turned into gasps. Nathan’s knees buckled. The last thing he saw before everything went black was the en dless sea of faces screaming, panicking, crying—and the world spinning out of focus. And then...... nothing.

“What the hell is this place?” Before he could answer, we were interrupted by a loud static from an overhead speaker. “Welcome to THE Survival Game!” a distorted voice announced. “Congratulations, you are all dead! But because hell is currently in recycle mode due to the greenhouse effect, you’re being sent to dead worlds as entertainment!” I blinked. “I’m sorry, what?” The voice kept going: “Please provide the fanciest death you can. Or fanciest kills if you have what it takes to be a predator. The audience loves those.”

🦋 CATALINA 🦋 The fight is like none I’ve ever seen, not the normal ‘throw a punch, I throw mine’ kind of fight, it’s more like a war, a very freaking fast war. It’s happening in front of me, but I can’t even tell who’s punching whom. OMG, a war is happening right in front of me. I know about a world I shouldn’t even dream of, something that only happen in books. Are they seriously fighting over who gets to kill me first? They should get on the fucking queue.

There's no remorse in his eyes when he's either going or returning from war. "Well you make it seem quite easy. Your first resort is always to kill, never escape first" Grayson lowers himself to me, as he glowers down at me. "Those decisions I've taken are the reasons why you're able to sleep unpeeded. Have you ever taken that into consideration? Sometimes the decisions we have to make aren't favorable, but we make them anyway because it's what we have to do to survive. Wake up Leila, I already told you, this world isn't as black and white as you think. You either kill or be killed, that's the law of survival and only the fittest will survive"