Rebellious Game Novels & Stories

"So... we're stuck? We just keep killing until they catch us? Or until we go insane?" "No," Ren said. He leaned closer, lowering his voice to a whisper. "We're hostages. I checked the history. There was a Squad before us. Squad 3. They all died in 'accidents' right after they tried to quit. The Admin doesn't accept resignations." Kara went pale, the blood draining from her face. "So we're dead either way." "Not if we change the rules," Ren whispered. "Listen to me very carefully. I planted something in the server. A backdoor. A kill switch. It's called Project Reversal. It turns the game's targeting system against the Admin."

"My name is **Maya**. But in the game, you knew me as the **Librarian**." --- ### The Narrative Designer I stared at her. "You... you were the one who helped me? You gave me the pen?" "I gave you the 'Tools of Rebellion' because the audience loves a rebel," Maya said, her voice devoid of malice. It was worse; it was professional. "The Aethel-Group discovered years ago that if the simulation is too perfect, the human brain rejects it. We need conflict. We need a 'Kaima' to fight the 'System' so that the other millions of players feel like their lives have meaning."

"You're quite popular around here, you know." I scoffed. "The only place my fame blooms in, is Greenville and it's for a bad cause." I answered dryly. "Greenville might know you as the son of a traitor but outside Greenville, you're known as The Rebellious Alpha." He replied and immediately some of his friends looked back at us. "I'm no Alpha, Gabriel." "Well you are, you do have Alpha blood running through your veins and of course, you're the only man who challenged Alpha Jason's position." Gabriel explained. "So technically, you're the rebellious Alpha."

There are so many obstacles such as rubber tires arranged so that you have to run with your feet stomping in the middle of the tires, puddles of water on top of which there is barbed wire, so you have to crawl under it, swinging ropes with water underneath which if your feet touch the water or even if you fall into it you have to repeat it, and even a high wall you have to climb to get through. Everyone has prepared in their respective positions, and the time to complete all the obstacles will determine the achievement points you will get. The first two people advanced to the starting line, and when the whistle sounded by one of the coaches, the two men immediately ran to overcome all the ob

"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.

Because if this works, everything changes. And Reign won't have a choice anymore.

"Speaking of fun, what do you think my character's signature murder method should be? Poison, strangulation, or good ol' hacking with a butcher's knife?" "Poison." It was the only one that didn't turn my stomach when I pictured it. "Hacking it is. Thanks, Viv. You're the best." I sighed. Isabella sat in her room, her pet snake Monty draped over her shoulders while she typed furiously on her laptop. Behind her, a mountain of clothes covered her bed and half-obscured the oil portrait of Monty that Sloane and I had commissioned as a joke for her birthday last year. Most writers preferred silence and solitude, but Isabella worked best surrounded by chaos. She said growing up with four older brot

I rebuffed, she rolled her eyes at my outburst, her lips curled up in a frown. “Are you game or not?!” She asked rubbing her forehead, I just knew that if I refuse, Amy would never speak to me on this whole matter again, she’d just leave me to figure shit out on my own. I sighed deeply as I tried to think about her plan, well even if it does not work out, it’s worth the shot. “I’m in,”

He focused on preventing Meli from passing the teddy bear to the next person, prompting him to say stop before she could. "Oh, you thought you could escape, huh? Taste my sweet revenge on you," Kenzie snorted at her. "Are you sure about what you're saying? It sounds wrong," Meli said, rolling her eyes at Kenzie. Kenzie couldn't wait any longer, so he drew a dare for her. "Put on makeup without a mirror, and leave it like that for the rest of the game. Oh, what a lovely dare!" Kenzie squealed, and they all laughed at the dare. It was like Meli was about to punch Kenzie out of annoyance.

Flora placed the milk in front of him and said, "Little Young Master, please. After you finish, I'll collect the cup and go downstairs." Robin glanced at the milk and said, "I won't drink it! Unless you beat me, I won't drink it. Let you be scolded by Aunt for nothing!" After speaking, he smirked at Flora, displaying the typical attitude of the Smith Family. He confidently reopened the gaming console, determined not to give up until he defeated Flora. Seeing that he had taken the bait, Flora regretted provoking him earlier. It wasn't that she was afraid of losing to him but more concerned about Nancy discovering her playing video games here. Nonetheless, this kid was not planning to let her