Student Council Killing Game Novels & Stories

Between the announcement of a serial killer, the police department’s precautions and the upcoming game, the entire school was nothing but endless chatter and tension so high it was almost visible in the halls in it’s chaotic waves of red and black. As soon as school dismissed, the normal Friday ritual ensued. Pizza delivered for the players, cheerleaders and supporting members, of which I was now considered as the official photographer of the games. This meal was donated and catered by one of the local pizza joints, something they tried to do at least once every couple of months.

Not through this man. “Yes, I can kill him. If he has a pack, then I also have mine. But I’m not that shallow, Madeline. If I want to kill someone I loathe, I don’t give him an easy death. First, I play with him… then torture him, steal his everything until he got nothing, before pushing him to death. That is the game I want to witness.” “You are ruthless,” I spoke my mind out. “You want to use me as your pawn.”

[Atticus] Laz records the results, documenting this decision in the meeting log and we move on to the next element of the game--choosing the method. As last year’s winner, I get to choose. “I thought we’d go a bit ‘old school’ for this year’s game,” I announce as I stand and pull an old deck of cards from the pocket of my jacket. “Like Old Testament. How many of you know the seven deadly sins?” Evie yawns, stretching her arms above her head. “BOOOOORING,” she moans, opening her perfectly painted mouth wide. “Sloth, lust, greed, envy, blah blah blah. When did you get religious, Ace?”

Me having to strain myself from involving myself in things that have to do with crowds before had changed and this time I'm ready to do everything in mh power to be with my mate. I knew that anyone in my shoes would have done the exact thing I'm about to do. I breathed heavily as I sucked in some breath which was refreshing. I closed my eyes before opening it back with determination. "You can now begin, and note that if one does not give up easily then the other person is given the chance to go for 'till death fight', and nobody is going to be responsible for the death of the person, anyone who is out of the ring is the loser" the head council said and I feel my blood went dry cold. I knew t

Killian, Kael, Dante, and Adam instinctively circled up, backs together, taking defensive positions. "I always longed for this day," Isaiah said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "All these years, watching you lord your power over this council. Untouchable. Unchallengeable. Arrogant. Who would have thought Killian Zerok would die in this very hall?" The crowd behind him surged forward—dozens of wolves, witches. All eager for revenge. Tommy stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. "Dad, relax. Killian's mine. I'm going to rip his head off and send it to Annie in a box. Just like I did with her daddy's head. Sound familiar, Alpha?"

And to get close enough to Riley to kill him. By evening, the “victory celebration” had relocated to a crowded bar just off campus. The air was thick with beer, laughter, and the smell of overcooked fries. I sat nursing a drink, flanked by members of the team who seemed determined to out-flirt one another in my direction.

After saying that, Fane said in exasperation, "I feel like that hero who created the Whirling World is pretty bad at naming. Can't he name things a bit better?" Rudy was in no mood to care about that. He was incredibly excited when he heard that a lot would die. He pulled at Fane and asked, "Quickly tell me the rules–I'm so curious." Fane nodded, simply explaining the rules. The slaughter game was different from the slaughter gambit. The slaughter gambit needed ten participants, but the slaughter game needed two hundred and twenty. After two hundred and twenty participants registered, the slaughter game would start. All of the participants would start killing each other, and the game would s

“A few hours from now, a moment to the truth as everything will turn back and undo, a thousand souls and blood to be spilled and a holder’s doll to be manipulated. Everything is perfectly falling into the plan.” Drawing an evil smile, he looks at the picture of the one that will pave the book for that world to exist and the same that will be ‘HIS’ final sacrificial soul to feed the sin that this world holds. "Soon enough,” “ALLIAH.” Looking back as someone whispers a call unto her name, the wind blew in an eerie pattern together with a warning she could not pinpoint what. Shoving the thoughts away as she might just hearing things. She continues walking as she’s reading the documents, reports

"Did you catch that? Do you have any idea who threw that ball?" Ella shifted her weight, her eyes narrowing as she carefully scanned the surrounding faces, looking for any sign of guilt or a smug smirk. After a long moment of silence, she let out a frustrated sigh and shook her head. "No, I didn't see anyone looking this way or acting strange." Seeing nothing suspicious among the bustling crowd, we decided to brush it off as a clumsy accident. We adjusted our clothes and kept walking down the dusty path, moving deeper into the heart of the training grounds. Soon, we reached the main section of the field, where a massive, roaring circle of people had gathered, their loud cheers echoing throug

“What exactly is going on in here?” “Huh?” Kai looked back at me like he had forgotten I was sitting beside him. “Oh, right. Guys, let me introduce you. This is Tina Verma and Yin Liang, two members from the Student Council. Tina and Yin, these are the freshmen from the Communication Arts faculty, Night, Landon and Trey.” Kai finished with the introductions as he pointed at each of us in turn. “They’re here to scout contestants for the upcoming College contest, Campus Hotshots. Don’t be fooled by the name though, both male and female students are allowed to participate.”