No Game N Life Novels & Stories

But now, everything was gone. As the sun began to rise, Casper realized that he had to move on. He couldn't let this defeat him. He had built his own company from scratch, and he was worth billions of dollars. He couldn't let his brother and his ex-fiancee get the best of him. He drove back to his office, determined to throw himself into his work. He had a company to run, and he couldn't let his personal life interfere with it.

My heart slammed wildly, my hand clenching the bedsheet tight under the blanket. What was he doing? Damn it, just kiss me already! I held my breath, not daring to open my eyes. However, my lashes trembled. The next moment, his hand left. The room fell deathly silent. All I could hear was the hammering of my own heart. After a while, the door clicked shut, and Leon was gone. Slowly, I opened my eyes, my gaze sharp and clear. The game has begun, Leon.

But when I saw Tatiana's name on the screen, I was genuinely shocked. In both lives, we had never exchanged a private phone call. We both loved Matthew. In my past life, I refused to give him up, and she hated me for a lifetime. She even taught my own son to reject me. In this life, I retreated first. I removed myself from everything and escaped to the far Northern Territory. I never imagined we would speak at all. After a moment's hesitation, I answered. "Why aren't you coming back for the Full Moon Festival?" Her voice was stiff and unfriendly. It completely lacked warmth.

“You made him dead.” Nero’s mouth quirked. “Yes. I did, right?” he beamed with pride. “So I did. And yet his shadow keeps an appointment. I wish he had a grave that I could pluck his bones from and feed it to the dogs.” Nico’s gaze narrowed on the single chess then trailed back to the screen. “Shadows don’t cut power to locks. Neither do they send packages,” he said slowly. “People do.”

"We will see who wins first, Brother," He stood up and smirked at me, sparking a challenge I won’t back away from. "Either your revenge... or my extortion?" My smirk also grew wider as I replied strongly, having no intentions of failing. "We will see," He let out a quiet jeering laugh and left me all alone in my undesirable thoughts after starting a lethal game. I stared at the crack in the glass with a blaze igniting in my eyes as I threw the glass away, shattering it to pieces.

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!"

Almost. “Another three kids? Damn, someone's been busy,” Tori said, winking at Jasmin who only rolled her eyes. We were currently playing the game of Life, and before anyone has those dirty thoughts, I was playing the actual board game called Life. Surprisingly, we were having a great time. I never thought I’d spend a day playing a board game with Andrew and his little gang of friends, Jake, Jack, Zach, and Michael, but this shows to never judge a book by its cover. Guys with some interesting type of substance in their system were a little more open to new things. The other three, Chris, Tori, and Jasmin, weren’t really surprising, but I had to say, they’re extremely into this game. I kinda

“I set up a memorial for our child in secret. Will you go and bring it to me?” Looking heartbroken, Leon could never say no to me. At last, no one was there keeping an eye on me. I picked up the teapot from the table and crushed the porcelain under the blanket, careful not to make a sound. I glided the broken shard across my aorta. The System’s notification rang in my mind. “Congratulations on exiting the world, Player. You have three months of life remaining in your original world.” Before I could open my eyes, the System’s voice cut through.

Rojan knows that there more to life if he keep surviving, and that someday he will realize why his eldest brother like the game. Gone with the game. Yet he conclude it is a life. And if he keep losing...and losing. Who knows what will happen to his pitiful life?

Natzy stared at him, her mind racing. "And we're hunted," Kyle continued. "By our own crimes." "What does that mean?" Natzy demanded. "You'll see soon enough." Before she could press further, the woman in the business suit called out to Naro. "How do you know this is a game?" she asked, her voice trembling with hope. Naro straightened, trying to look confident. "I'm a game developer. I recognize the structure. The timer, the trials, the rules. It's all designed like a survival game."