Supremacy Games Novels & Stories

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.

The Dual Sovereign Pavilion was just a seventh-grade clan in Chaos Continent. Furthermore, Luther was not even among the top disciples of the clan. Compared to Chris and Edward, he was lacking behind. With those two there, it was a pipe dream for Luther to win the slaughter gambit. The slaughter gambit was unlike any of the other contests. If he wanted to win, the nine other participants needed to die. Only one person would be able to survive. If you lost, you died. Under such a massive gulf in skill, Luther still participated. That confused Fane.

“It’s not a game, Aubrey. It’s war, staged with gowns and gold and a smile that knows how to tear your throat out.” I stared at him, breath shallow. “So it’s like… a competition?” Callum shook his head slowly. “No. A competition has rules. This… this is pageantry wrapped around a purge. Every decade, the Academy hosts it. The Council calls it a tradition. A way to maintain ‘order.’ But what it really does is cull the weak from the strong. Legacy heirs fight to keep their thrones. Deltas and Betas claw for higher ground. Omegas…” His voice faltered.

That is also why I never wanted to mate with him before he proposed something concrete. I took a deep breath, grabbed the duffle bag, placed it on my shoulder, and walked towards the car. The tournament was always held at the Royal Pack, that also meant seeing Paige. Since Romeo is the future Supreme Alpha, he will not be participating as a contestant in the games. That would be cheating. There is no way a regular wolf would get a chance against him. Instead, he would be a referee. We soon arrived at the Royal Pack, and were shown to our quarters. I will be staying at the Silvercrown quarters. In total, were about 50 packs in the realm, but the usual rivals were Silvercrown, BloodMoon, and C

"What did you say?" "Nothing," I flash him a sweet smile. "But then, why this competition? Why not just vote for the Alpha Supreme?" "This isn't just a bloody game, Hazel," Sebastian says, glancing at me from the corner of his eyes "It's a test. War strategies, survival skills, management and partnership. Whoever's the best at it will rightfully hold the authority over our race." I nod, absorbing the information. Who knew? This is actually quite sensible. But then...

Plus Peter knew that if he got into a fight Kelsey, Denis was going to have his head on a tray. The different categories were; the gamma games, the beta games, members of the family of the alpha — the category that Peter falls into, the first three members of any pack to sign up and last but certainly not the least, the Luna games. The first Luna of the silver pack invented this game which is why the highest rank is the Luna games. It was said to be one of the greatest achievements of the pack, it made her husband’s achievements look like small fry, they were actually small but it made it look even smaller.

I grunted. "Well, this one is important. Since you're new you might not know this, but everyone here is playing a death game. An assasination and survival game to be exact." "A 'what' game!?" I almost raised my voice, "What do you mean?" now saying it softer.

The pungent aroma from the expensive cigar filled the room. The silence stretched on for a few seconds more before Mr. Pyramus opened his mouth to speak to the relief if the two underlings. " This had better be sooner, Ibrahim. When they have been found I want to make them an example to everyone else in the syndicate. I want everyone to know that it is not healthy to double-cross me," Mr. Pyramus said in the same unemotional voice. " Yes sir." " Incidentally, I will not be showing up at the nightclub tonight, neither will Francesca. So see to it that there is order and our customers are satisfied."

“It exists a thousand years ahead of your time. Here, it is 2021. There, it is 3021. The geography mirrors Earth’s, but its population is smaller, tightly controlled. Resources are abundant. Our technology far surpasses anything here.” Mauve rolled her eyes. “And what does that have to do with me?” “I said, questions later.” His tone snapped like a whip. He continued, “It began with the First One—Arnold Dein. Descendant of Earth. No one knows why he was chosen, but when his gifts manifested, he opened the portal to Elite. From him, the monarchy began. Each ruler is a descendant of Earth, marked by abilities. There have been seventeen so far, Mauve. You are to be the eighteenth.”

"Dominic, take the ledger. Burn it. I want no record of the mongrel in this building." "Of course, Father," Dominic said. They walked out, leaving me alone in the cavernous room. I sat there for an hour, staring at the empty chair where Silas had sat. I reached out and touched the obsidian table, feeling the cold stone. I was the Chairperson. I was the Sovereign. I was the most powerful woman in Manhattan. And as I looked at the closed doors, I realized that I had won the war, saved the man, and lost my soul in the process.