Supreme Game Novels & Stories

A hint of amusement shaded his question despite the direct hit he'd just taken. "Something like that." Sweat dripped down my forehead and coated my back as I worked out my frustrations in the ring. I'd come straight to the Valhalla Club after work. Most members preferred the on-site spa, restaurants, or upscale gentleman's club, which meant the boxing gym rarely saw any traffic except for me and Kai. "Heard the Santeri deal is moving along, so it can't be that." Kai was barely out of breath despite the aggressiveness of our opening round. "Maybe it's not work. Maybe..." His expression turned speculative. "It has to do with your engagement to a certain jewelry heiress."

The world before my eyes began to crumble. The Coronation Hall, the bloodstained throne, Killian’s cooling corpse... Everything shattered like a mirror struck by a heavy hammer, dissolving into countless motes of light. The System’s voice rang out in the void one last time, filled with arrogant charity: [Congratulations on clearing the game. Wish granted: Full Resurrection.] [Disconnecting...] [Game Over.] Route 66, The RV. A violent jolt. I snapped my eyes open.

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.

I climbed up a tall tree, I was directly sitting over the podium, where Supreme Alpha Conan sat. Staring at a large number of werewolves, encircled around Xavier and Liam. Their paws on the ground, waiting for the words of Supreme Alpha Conan. "Let the best man win" Supreme Alpha Conan uttered, the howls that filled this place was enough to arouse a whole nation, it felt scary at first but I loved it; the cooperation here was quite appealing. "I'll definitely take what's mine and even you or this fight can stop and from achieving that"

Overwhelmed, Twari had no choice but to defend. “He may surpass Twari’s skill,” the Supreme whispered, overheard by Asmal. “I wouldn’t be surprised, Father, if in the coming years, no one will be able to defeat Zumir,” Prince Asmal replied. The Supreme looked at his son and agreed. They watched as Twari was thrown aside. Zumir panted, sweat pouring from him, clutching his bleeding shoulder. The crowd fell silent until Romelda stepped onto the stage. “His Highness has won!” the warrior woman declared.

She thought she was going to walk down the aisle, sign the asset merger, and bleed Malakai’s empire dry. She didn't know the bridegroom was never going to make it to the altar. My burner phone buzzed on the concrete ledge. I swiped it open. A secure, heavily encrypted channel connected automatically. "The security perimeter around the Vance wedding venue is tight, Vesper," a familiar, quiet voice rasped through the speaker. Zero.

We don't pay attention because we don't have to do plastic surgery or pretend anymore. It didn't take long to finish the meal, even though the truth is, it was still not enough for me. I just frowned because their food was too budget. Probably because they are rebels, their resources are limited. "Now, let's begin the duel!" Shouted the man next to the supremo. The supremo smirked as he looked at it too. "First duel, is between Gamara and Hideo!" The man shouted. At first, I didn't pay attention to that because I just thought it was who was going to duel but Cayden suddenly tapped me.

Jesse wiggled his brows, "and if I am?" "I'd say you should go meet Lora." "Ugh, wait a minute." Jesse said moving away from Peyton before he stared struggling to throw up. Peyton and I started laughing. "He's going to give a super man punch Jesse!" I shouted hitting Jesse. We both fixed our gaze on the TV and watched as Roman Reigns gave a super man punch and the referee counted up to three. And the shield wins! Jesse and I stared hollering clapping our hands together. "What do you think Pey," I asked hopefully.

He threw something in front of Zion. Zion looked at it and was stunned. It was a token that seemed to be a bit worn out. He frowned, picked the token up, and looked at it. After he saw the engraving “Supreme” on the token and the dragon logo below it, he was shocked. His eyes widened. His hands shook so much that he almost dropped the token. “It’s…the Martial League’s Supreme Token!” Zion exclaimed in disbelief. He held the token and looked at it to make sure that he was not just seeing things. A wave of shock surged within him.

Philip’s eyes gradually became cold! The leader of the eight-man team looked at the token in the masked man's hand coldly and felt very upset. There was a regulation in the country that Supremes must not meet each other! Today, two Supremes had bumped into each other in the inner hall of Dragon Gate! Although one party only held a Supreme Order, it represented a Supreme! Who would bow? This was the doubt in everyone's mind. Too terrifying! They never thought they could witness such an earth-shattering scene!