Supremacy Game Novels & Stories

She have to make a call to the president and inform him about the things that she had just discovered before the VP could do anything. "Seems like I won, Sir," after several minutes of silence, Gale's confident voice broke through the air making the tree bigshots to throw a glance at him. "So? When will you do your part of the deal?" He added in a taunting tone while wearing his usual confident smile that later turned into a smug one.

Luna wants to play games, then I play along, and I play to win. “Get ready, Elodie… the game has begun and only one of us shall reign supreme.”

She was ruthless in every game she played, merciless against her enemies, stronger than even most of the male warriors and… she had never lost a game. Game. This is what we call our matches here. “Say you won’t do it.” My wolf tested, as if somehow she could manage to convince me. I bet she was happy knowing that I was in a dilemma. She was all about fun and seeing me suffer brought her the greatest joy. A weird relationship we had but that was just how we got along. I tapped my hand slowly on Dad’s table as I settled deep in my thoughts. I have come too far to give up halfway. Everyone knew this and that was why they were a bit afraid of my decision today.

Surely, it’s not just as easy as winning a set of games to own the entire school for a whole month. “What’s the catch?” “It’s almost impossible to win, and the reigning champion is Artemis, so no one even dares to sign up for the fear of getting on his bad side when he eventually wins.” “Ah, makes sense.” The game itself is clearly rigged if it means no one could ever beat him, and it’s sad actually that someone like him keeps getting to win with no one to stand up against him. “What are you shrimps doing here?” Kamila shows up from nowhere and stands right in front of us, blocking our way.

Sam spat angrily, "What's going on here? I thought weapons weren't allowed. That guy broke the rules! Hurry up and end the duel already." Yarely was also furious, saying sternly, "That's right. Tiger was shameless enough to launch a sneak attack with a weapon, so it should be Elio's victory."

His gaze was fixed on the elders, not on me, but I felt the choice in his words like a hand closing around mine. “You would choose personal attachment over political stability?” one elder asked, disbelief edging his tone. Lucien did not hesitate. “I would choose what is right over what is convenient.” That was when the truth finally struck the assembly like a blade. The Alpha Supreme of the Virek bloodline was not negotiating. He had decided already… I should have felt relieved. Instead, a colder clarity settled over me… This was not over. It was only tightening its grip. “The law allows substitution,” Mama's voice finally cut through the tension, smooth and deliberate.

Princess—because even unshifted and no bloodline, they bowed to me. The bond tugged tight. I wanted—God, I wanted—to lean into it. But fear still sat heavy. I inhaled hard. “Let’s get this over with.” Power hit me first. The great hall was flooded with gold light from the chandeliers, banners heavy on the walls, runes pulsing under the marble floor like a heartbeat. And at the far end— The Supremes. Isaiah and Josiah. Black and silver suits. Presence like pressure. Their dominance slammed into the hall like a tidal wave. Wolves around us stiffened, heads ducking, throats bared instinctively.

The silence was suffocating. The temple stank of blood, smoke, and fear. Bodies covered the floor, severed limbs, empty eyes, screams still echoing like ghosts. But the chaos had ceased. Everyone was on their knees... except for him. Anton, the Supreme Alpha of the North, stood tall at the center of the massacre. His aura of power drained any remaining resistance, and by now, his soldiers had forced the survivors to kneel before him as if he were a king conquering a new city.

"Not even close to my boyfriend's build. I can't believe I ever had a crush on you. Didn't you say that you'd risk your life to save Cyril? What's wrong? Too scared to keep going? Do you think you can find Cyril with just two bodyguards? Is this what your so-called brotherhood means?" A surveillance camera above Hannah's head swiveled toward me, and the big screen in the courtyard flickered to life. Freddie had his arm around Gabriella's waist, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Ms. Rutherfurd, so this is the off-site game you mentioned? How interesting! I love these psychological games the most." Gabriella was seated at the arena. It was now down to the final three rounds of the Squid Game

“Try me.” The door slammed shut behind Cooper, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the quiet office. Richard exhaled, his body sagging slightly as the adrenaline drained away. His fingers curled into fists, the weight of what he’d just done settling over him like a shroud. He’d won—for now. But the victory was bitter, tainted by the knowledge that he’d dragged Pamela deeper into his world, a world of blackmail and shadows and men like him.