Supremacy Game Novels & Stories

He had always played around during serious moments, and one would think he's unworthy, but he's like a lion waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on its prey. “This isn't worth it, neither of you will win if you keep acting like children. The one who can secure the breeder first wins, and we both know who that is.” My body froze at the word “breeder.” The term hung in the air like a cold, cruel joke. It made my skin crawl. Aidan, Bryan, and Callum were not just fighting over the throne. They were being forced into a competition, a twisted game where the winner—whoever managed to impregnate the chosen breeder first—would gain more rights to rule. The mere thought of it made my stomach twis

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

But the matter about him dying or maybe me needs to be taken care of first. I looked at Victor. Then at Jane. “We need to bring this game to public,” I said finally. Victor blinked at me slowly. Jane tilted her head. They both had that look like I just said something unhinged. “What exactly are you getting at?” Victor asked carefully. “Well,” I continued, pacing a little because my brain works better when I move, “we all know the Supreme councils love playing in secret. They manipulate from shadows. They erase problems quietly. They control narratives before anyone even knows there’s a story.”

" He glanced at me but the pain remained. I didn't speak so he continued. "The Title of Supremacy, can and would only be given to the Alpha or King, who proved to be the strongest, wisest, and most powerful. This distorted the peace that many enjoyed, leading to the unscrupulous hunger for power and dominion in the underworld. The title of supremacy carries a great level of power and authority among all the races."

"Of course, I don't want it." "Chu Xun, don't be too arrogant. I'm Blood Supremacy. I've dominated the ancient battlefield and lived until now. How can you kill me at will?" Blood Supremacy raised his head. He would not admit defeat. Anyway, he would not yield. Did he not care about his face?

The heavy mahogany table was abandoned, littered with forgotten water glasses and torn legal papers, but the memory of her performance was burned into the back of my retinas. I had watched her through the camera feeds. I had listened through the micro-comm as my quiet, reserved wife walked into a room full of apex predators, pulled out a digital blade, and systematically slaughtered every man who had tried to take my empire. She hadn't just saved my voting blocks —she had executed a hostile corporate takeover without firing a single bullet, looking completely divine in her tailored charcoal suit while doing it. The Ghost.

His skills were so powerful that they reached a terrifying level. River attempted to control their equipment and use it to take on the Avengers Club, but none of their little tricks could work against Cancer. Supreme Club had won all three games in a match where they were required to win four out of seven, and now the decisive fourth round had begun. The Supreme Club would be the champion if they won that round. Everything seemed to be working in their favor. It was cast in stone that they would take the champion. After the fourth round began, Levant's and the team's equipment remained as crappy as ever, with frequent lagging and with Levant's screen even blacking out from time to time.

Yuvin thought for a while and replied, “I’m not sure about the details. However, I know the treasures in his prize pool should be comparable to the resources of ordinary forces within the Primevals. James used the Supremusse Sword and Supremusse Lotus, which were extraordinary treasures, as his betting capital. Now that he had won a few rounds, his prize pool had already grown to the point it was on par with the resources of ordinary forces within the Dark World. However, his prize pool still could not compare to powerful races.

“A game skilled Tempans made just for the summit. You get transported into the game and fight against any leader of your choice” “That’s nice. I’m really digging that Luvinan woman” Danny said stepping onto the platform. “The Supreme overlord” Kieran corrected. “Why not all of them?” Clara asked. “Can you handle them Clara?” Kieran asked and Danny could hear the teasing tone in his voice. “I can handle everything” Clara said already cocky. “Okay, you ready?” the Tempan in charge of the game with a crazy hairstyle asked. “Yes” we are Danny replied and they were hit with a beam.