Lifeweb Game Novels & Stories

“One point five million.” A woman in a tailored emerald dress lifted her paddle, calmly but alert. “One point eight.” Another voice followed almost instantly. Then another. “Two million.” “Three.” “Four point two.” The numbers climbed too fast for an object whose history is supposedly almost erased. Within minutes, the price surged past reason. Seven million. I didn’t move. Neither did Vincenzo Romano. The dagger that was meant to be reclaimed quietly for Lola had turned into a competition….because people like to gamble when they think they’ve spotted hidden treasure.

Marco’s POV The screen freezes for a fraction of a second before the image sharpens, and in that brief pause, I still believe I have time, still believe there is space for manoeuvre, still believe that this is just another twist in a game I have played my entire life and survived by instinct alone. Then the picture clears, and the lie I have been telling myself dies instantly.

I was on my second can when I heard footsteps down the stairs, and that was my cue to hide beside the fridge. “Are you sure I can’t stay the night?” I rolled my eyes at how cringy the woman's voice sounds, still probably trying to seduce my housemate. “You know I don’t do that cuddle BS.” Even without seeing his face, I know he was smirking at the girl right now, playing with her like she was on the palm of his hand. “Then maybe we can do this again some other time?” “We'll see." "Just call me when you need to spice up your life."

“Oh, I know. You had me watch that Miracle of Life video with you like we were in a middle-school sex ed class.” “You never watched the end.” I shake my head. “I don’t want to see someone give birth until after I have.” “That might be a good idea,” he laughs. The waitress comes to take our food order. When she leaves, silence falls over the table. I’m trying hard not to think about the fellowship, and I have a feeling Archer is too. But he’s right not to bring it up. We’re in paradise together with no responsibilities. The week will be over before we know it, and then it’s back to reality.

"Logan, do you know what a level ten grandmaster is?" "No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me." "They're damn near superhuman. If what Track says is true, then it would be a waste to let this kid die. Think, Jason and Nia, and all they can do." "Yeah, you never got around to telling us what all that entails." I saw Jason getting twitchy in his seat and decided to can it for now. "Later, right now, I have to go find this kid." I walked over to the bank of computers and fired mine up to get started,

Sitting on the bed, I prepare myself for what he knows. "So, there are two things. The Wolf Game is what you have seen where the werewolves fight. It actually has a name. People refer to it as the game, mostly, ‘The Wolf Game’." For it to have a name means this isn't small and simple. "What else did you find out?" "We might not need a test to confirm who you are. I'm getting information on the wolves that are kept there on show. Amazing fact: people pay hundreds to go in and see those wolves!"

“You’d better make sure that price isn’t too high. Because I’m not here to fall into more traps.” Rogan shrugged, with the hint of a challenge in his voice. “Then don’t.” The silence stretched. Trust wasn’t a gift in this game. It was currency, and I wasn’t ready to spend it lightly.

She's sitting next to him at the edge of the middle part, holding a drink. Matteo can't do anything but shrug. "How about the game we played last time?" Isabella grabs her phone from her lap. "Which one? Picolo?" "Yeah. Alright. Does everyone agree?" Isabella doesn't wait for everyone to agree before typing their names in and starting the game. The first few tasks are boring, and Matteo can't help but complain. "Maybe Matteo should play the game where he buys his own cigarettes." Valentina says after another one of his groans.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and thank you for joining me today. Before we jump into things and I answer your questions, I would like to first read off a list of our victims, followed by a moment of silence." I took the next ten minutes to read the names of every slain and injured woman followed by a brief moment of silence. "Thank you. As most, if not all of you are aware, the Luna Games was deactivated due to the presence of a viable rogue attack. In fact, two of the Luna Games participants were confirmed rogues." Loud shouts of displeasure and outrage erupted from the crowd. I held my hand up in an attempt to quiet the crowd. It took several minutes until order was finally resto

However, just as she took a few steps away from Lyra, the girl suddenly shot towards her and grabbed her by the collar, tossing her to the ground, away from the direction Jengo and her comrades were at. “Oh, come on, sis. Don’t do that. I was really thrilled to meet you like this, you know,” Lyra said. “I know I said I don’t know where to start with you, but that doesn’t mean I have no intention in speaking with you~ I’m just having trouble since we don’t do what you outsiders and traitors call ‘normal conversations’ in the Nex Pack. We talk, sure, but we not without some claws and fangs being used here and there. Actually…” Lyra trailed off there, a finger playfully resting on her chin. “Si