Supremacy Game Novels & Stories

Alexander once said that if a high-grade soldier was armed with weapons that were created from high-grade exotics would be invincible. He was not wrong as this was proven countless times in battles and wars involving countries and organizations. The big 5 used their High-Grade Warriors in the Supremacy War to dominate. This was the main reason why they became winners within the war. Soldiers that had their breakthroughs would be categorized as high-grade warriors, while their normal counterparts were categorized as low-grade warriors or just normal soldiers. The Supremacy War was 50 years ago, this solidified the hierarchy between the soldiers.

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

I ask Archer. “It’s not an easy thing to bring up.” I turn my head down, carefully considering my words. “We’re having a baby together, Archer. There’s going to be a lot of things that aren’t easy.” Watching his face, I debate on whether to go on or not. The words are there, wanting to come out and be confessed. I bring my hand to his chest, rubbing the hem of his collar between my fingers. “Do you remember when I said it felt like you were playing a game with me?”

"I win." I try to escape his grasp but his embrace only tightens. "You…you cheater. Let me go." I writhe. He chuckles, and the sound makes deep vibrations on his chest, tickling me. "How does it feel now? Your little game didn't go as planned sweetheart?" I squirm and can't help but laugh. "Ugh, Liam." I groan and finally surrender. "Say it, say you give up." "Never." This is it, our stubbornness at a crossroads.

I shouts back. “ Well, I will wait till you change your mind.” He grins. “ Supreme, take off your clothes and crawl right onto the bed!” he demands. “ Do I need to see you fuck her in front of me?” I yell. “ Absolutely!” he smiles with his fucking lips. Supreme seems not to be crying anymore but she doesn’t hide the hatred she has for him. It’s so strong on her face that it could cause mountains to fall. She takes off her gown, down to her pants and throws them on the floor. She looks pale and a little lifeless as she stride onto the bed.

“I used to think it would be great if you tumbled from the president’s chair. You always looked down on me from up there. “But now, I’ve thought of an even better game.”

Why did it have to be Xylo Crosswind, the strongest Alpha in the land? Cordia fell silent. I knew she was listening too, spellbound by our mate. “A fair fight for all families,” he continued. “The battle you’ve been waiting for. Welcome to the Homer Game of the Year!” He smiled. I melted like a fool. I stood, trembling, my lips curving without my permission, my body drawn forward by the heat of his scent. Even from a distance, it wrapped me, warming my blood. But then… Andrea walked onto the stage.

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I ask, recalling that I promised to match Max’s gift. “No need. One watch is good enough.” Scott says. “I don’t mind..” “We know, but you promised to gift if we won. We didn’t win, so I don’t think the rest of the guys would be okay with taking it.” James says. “But Max…” “Max got to punch that idiot, so that’s a win to her. Besides, there will always be other occasions to spend your money if you keep coming back.” Scott says. “Is that an open invitation?” I ask, a little too excited.

I arched a brow instantly, wondering what this game was all about. “This is the magical flame of the Shrekers. Everyone knows the history as it’s said never to go off.” she added. “However, only the actual blood of a human can turn it off. This game tests how much each of you are willing to sacrifice to be respected as a breeder.” A beeping box was settled with her hands around it. “There are no rules in this game. Meaning you’re free to do whatever you want to quench your flame.” The Fox woman smiled mischievously, turning the beeping box on and saying, “Begin!”