Supremacy Games Wiki Novels & Stories

The completion for the King or the Queen usually last for ten days and on every day, you are tested on your different abilities - combat, defense without your enhanced senses, archery, etc. There have been cases when there is no King or Queen for decades, during that time the Supernatural Council oversees the matters of disputes between different species. Alexander Casper Gabriel Kahil is the first ever Alfa Re Supremo, no King or Queen of Supernaturals ever held that title. For this title, the whole of the Supernatural Council is challanges by the contender, the fifteen of the most powerful Supernaturals along with the previous King or Queen fights the contender. This title is sacred as man

I had been with it and most times, people in the pack stared at it and it made me uncomfortable. "It's just a birthmark..." "No Sequoia. It is a mark of leadership. The Goddess has marked you as the Suprema of Mystic Shadow Pack." I looked at her with wide eyes. Suprema? Me? "Suprema? What is a..?" "The Suprema of a pack is like the leader. She maintains the peace and guides her people. She is also a strong spiritual link to the Goddess and Lunaria's waters." "I thought Kali was the strongest link to the spirits."

He ignored them because none of them were strong enough to survive him. A sharp nudge to my ribs shattered the illusion instantly. “If you bite your lip any harder, you’re going to bleed all over your desk,” Maya whispered, leaning across the narrow gap between our seats. Her golden wolf eyes dropped down to my notebook page and narrowed in sheer disbelief. I looked down. Instead of tracing the timeline of the pack treaties, I had carved the words –Supreme Lycan– over and over again inside a heavily scratched heart. “Goodness,” Maya muttered, quickly slapping her hand over the page before anyone else could look. “Please tell me you’re plotting an assassination and not actively fantasizing ab

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

Serena sprinted into the café and waved at her friend who waved back enthusiastically, excited and hyper for unknown reason, a reason Serena is going to find out about soon. Serena took the seat in front of Kylie and even before her ass touched the chair Kylie started squealing, yes squealing like a little child, Serena shook her head at Kylie’s antics but her energy filled nature finally got Serena’s day started on a more energetic foot. “You won’t believe what happened, my sister found her mate and he is a warrior from your pack.” Both Serena and Kylie were in different packs, they met in high school, going in human school and all led them both to get on pretty fast and since their packs a

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.

Alex asked, her voice trembling with anticipation. Anya sighed. "The Supreme Gods are the most powerful beings in the universe," she said. "They are said to have created all things, both human and supernatural. They are also said to have given certain individuals the power to wield their supreme energy. These individuals are known as the Chosen Ones." Alex's eyes widened in amazement. "So, it's true," she whispered. "There are werewolves who can wield the power of the Supreme Gods." "Yes," Anya said. "But it is a very rare and dangerous power. The Chosen Ones must be careful not to misuse their power, or they could destroy themselves and the world around them."

Another woman frowned, unable to understand this. “I told you guys to go up the path. Go up the path guys. Why can’t you all understand?” Skyler was speechless as his hints were so obvious. He did not expect that Orchid and the others would still struggle to understand. “It’s not the Goddess of War, but we need to think higher? Could it be…” Orchid frowned and soon smiled bitterly. “Could it be the Supreme Warrior?” “That’s right!” Skyler smiled indifferently. “The person who’s looking to hire bodyguards is the Supreme Warrior. The one and only strongest person in our Cathysia army, the Supreme Warrior!”

Whether they be powerful or lesser ones, they’d been given a chance to win the holy throne. The rules were simple, each of them chose a young mortal to be their champion, granting them their powers and weapons, and they would place them in a magical world they created as an arena. Whoever reached the finish line on the other side of the world first would be the winner, the winning god would become the next Supreme God, and the winning champion would be granted whatever desire to reshape our world. All the pantheons happily accepted the proposal, and so they dubbed it: the Game of Heavens and Earth.

The Prince’s words were cut off by his father’s voice. “Promise me, Zumir, that we won’t just leave a mark in vampire history. Promise me that no matter who tries to erase us from this world, they won’t succeed—because you will remain. Promise me that even in the future, the black bloodline will stay powerful. Promise me no one will ever defeat us. You will become the Supreme of all races, the King of the world they all live in,” the Supreme declared with weight. Prince Zumir didn’t immediately respond. He couldn’t understand what he was feeling—anxiety, dread, a deep fear enveloped him.