Supremacy Games Wiki Novels & Stories

Dad repeated. My fist clenched tightly. Lorelei has never shown interest in taking part in the King’s game so I was never worried about her until now— this completely changes everything. Only one more game before we reach the finals but now, I might die in that woman’s hands before I even advanced further. “She won’t be accepting this challenge” Aiden told Dad as if that was a given. None of them supported the idea to go against that woman. The goddess of death. She was called that because whoever stood in front of her always ends up losing their lives. No one ever wanted to cross paths with her. She was ruthless in every game she played, merciless against her enemies, stronger than even mos

************** ************** Do you also think Advi and Sid are each other's healer? Let me know in the comment section.

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.

"Here is your new identity. Welcome back to the underworld, Viper." I picked up the cold titanium card, staring at the elegant, terrifying new alias. Kai thought he was the ultimate ruler of the city's criminal underbelly. He thought his throne was untouchable. But he had no idea that the broken girl he locked away was about to build a rival shadow empire right under his nose. I was going to intercept his shipments, turn his allies against him, and meet him on the battlefield of the underworld—and he wouldn't even know it was me until I was holding the knife to his throat.

he said, and suddenly the air felt strange. Everyone around me started whispering, turning to each other with wide eyes and open mouths. I froze. The Mate Games. I’ve heard stories, like everyone else. Old tales. Fables meant for children. Girls pulled from villages to compete for the hand of a royal heir. Magic and power and fate all tangled into one big, unbelievable mess. But that’s all they were. Stories. Until now. “They say the heir has the rarest kind of wolf,” a woman beside me whispered to her friend. “Unbound. Untouched by bond. Free.”

Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.

“The stakes here are not fair.” “How is it not fair? You keep telling me to leave you alone even though your body doesn’t think so. Now I’m giving you a chance to actually make me leave you alone. All you have to do is choose any game of your choice and win.” Dominique is calm as he watches me intently. “You know, you’re at a more advantage here. You get to choose the game and it could be anything you want. Chess, pool, whatever you want.”

' I ask, confused. 'Levi had just become Alpha, but soon after, his father Cal discovered that his son had found his mate, but she was a witch. Cal forbid it, but his son refused to reject her and secretly kept seeing her. As punishment, Cal overtook his son's status and reinstated himself as Alpha. Alpha Cal then began a witch hunt to have his son’s mate killed,' he explains. 'That's terrible!' I reply. 'That's the law,’ Alpha Maximus says.

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.