Lifeweb Game Novels & Stories

While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident. They said they were mages. Seasoned pro in the game. They gave us the rundown: We were stuck in a horror game. Everyone here? Already dead IRL. The castle had thirty floors. Each floor had its own monster—or monsters. The higher you climbed, the scarier they got. Clear all thirty floors, hit the legendary 9,999 points, and you get a second shot at life. Bonus? A cash prize so massive, you'd never have to work again.

"Yeah, we’re lucky Rachel is beautiful and kind. Otherwise, with how sensitive you are, Lila, you would’ve been isolated ages ago." I let out a cold laugh. So, girls were too complicated, yet she was a girl herself. If she hated women that much, why not erase herself? I didn’t want to waste any more breath on them. I grabbed my clothes and went straight to shower and wash my hair. When I came out, towel-drying my hair, I picked up my phone and saw a transfer notification from Ryan. 5.20 dollars. I almost laughed. Seriously? I tapped to accept it, but before I could even finish typing a reply, his message came in, full of rage. "This was a test, and you failed. So it really is about money wit

Blood was everywhere—thick, metallic. His dead eyes flickered. "Do you remember... in our last life..." He coughed blood, voice torn to shreds. "You bonded to me... under the Moon Goddess statue... said it'd be forever... said you'd plant Moonpetals in the yard..." His fingers clawed at the mud like he was digging up ghosts. "You had a pup... she had your eyes... chased fireflies in the yard..." I let him talk. Then I laughed—cold and sharp. "Keep repeating it. Maybe one day you'll believe it. But guess what? I came back too."

They were his allies in this game, and together, they would execute the plan flawlessly. Little did Horacio know that he was walking into a carefully orchestrated trap. Max had meticulously planned every move, every conversation, to manipulate him and expose his true colors. It was a game of psychological warfare, and Max was determined to emerge as the victor. The night wore on, and Max's mind buzzed with anticipation. The stage was set, and the battle had begun. He would navigate through the intricate twists and turns of this revenge, leaving Horacio shattered in his wake. With a renewed sense of purpose, Max raised his beer and proposed a toast to friendship and loyalty. His friends clink

Though she wouldn't confess it to Jacob, seeing their business adversary hammering on Casper Sullivan made her incredibly nervous. Pete Foxhorn owned Foxhorn Promotions, and he'd not only enticed away a couple of their major clients in recent months, but he'd also initiated a public relations campaign against their company. It was a filthy pool, but that didn't surprise Anika. Foxhorn was merciless, and he would go to any length to win. "Well, yes," Anika said quietly. "His ad executives are trying their best to talk to Casper." "Is there any reason why you aren't?"

She turned around to face the boy who gasped upon seeing her appearance. "Any problem?" Lisa asked. "N-No problem. You can stand here. I'm Leo. Leonard Robinson. I'm 6 years old. What's your name?" he asked with a blush. Lisa smiled. "I'm Lisa. And three years old. Do you like to play games?" "Oh yeah. Mind I ask what type of games?" "Well, I like playing Pubg mobile, Garena free fire, Onmoyoji Arena, LOL and Mobile Legends. If it's physical, I like tennis occasionally." she replied and Leo's eyes shone.

Sienna, present... The thing about my life is that it feels as though I have lived many. From my torturous childhood, to the death of my pack, to being left alone for years. I've seen many things someone would barely see in 3 lifetimes let alone my miserable 1. The fact I'm still here still astounds me. 24 years old and all I've known is misery, distaste and cruel people. I decided when I was able to shift that I would no longer be this awful waste of space person.

“I cannot imagine how you have survived all these. You are a strong, beautiful woman, Lara. A woman I proud to call my wife.” “I don’t want to lose any more family,” Lara said in a pained undertone. “You will not lose this baby. You will not lose me.” “You can’t know that.” “And you are not a person who gives up on life because of fear, or you would have given up already.” He held her tightly to him. “You are not going to lose our baby. If you want to go without sex until you feel it is safe, I will not argue.” She was looking at him now, her eyes wide but no longer spilling over with tears. “You can’t promise that.”

A good one. "Yoo-hoo! Alpha Rob!" I blinked as two older women approached us, eyes fixed on me with intensity that could rival hawks. Gossipers, definitely. "We heard this girl healed your leg! Is it true?" "Very possible," I said before Robbie could. I already knew how this game worked. Old women who loved drama? You couldn't show fear. "I've been feeling dizzy lately," one of them said, pretending to sound casual. "And I've had night sweats too."

But in the places I couldn't see, a stream of comments flooded the live chat. "OMG! Look who it is! Delicious is here! My white-clad Prince Charming!" "With Delicious here, even a nine-star difficulty level should be a breeze!" "He's so nice. He always helps new players. They're set with him in the team!" I couldn't see the comments. I was just squeezed into the crowd, listening as the young man in white explained the game. From his words, I learned that some people who died unexpectedly were brought into this Death Game. If they managed to clear the level, they could extend their lives in the real world. In other words, this was a second chance at life, granted by God.