Survival 9 Novels & Stories

《SECOND CHANCE PROTOCOL ACTIVATED》 Survive the Trial. Find the True Lifeline. Failure = permanent erasure. My heart thudded so hard it hurt. “Who… who are you?” The voice continued calmly. 《RULES TO JOIN THE SURVIVAL GAMES》 Rule1: The road ahead is endless. Do not leave the truck no matter what. Rule 2: If you see yourself again do not look twice. Rule 3: If the lights go out, pray they come back. If they don’t come after 3 seconds… close your eyes and count to 10.

Fear had a way of burning through weakness, leaving only adrenaline and the desperate will to survive. The scout tilted its head at an angle that was just slightly wrong, like it was calculating my response and finding it illogical. "Resistance is suboptimal. Analysis indicates 97.3% probability of subject termination if combat proceeds. Surrender ensures 89.2% survival probability with acceptable neurological damage parameters." "So you're saying there's a chance?" I tried to smile, but my face felt frozen. "Affirmative. Statistical models allow for...."

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: SURVIVAL MISSION ACCOMPLISHED: NIGHT OF THE LONG KNIVES. [Reward granted!]

Numb, She endured, She survived. But for how long? TO BE CONTINUE

they actually survived that fire? ***

I would survive it. Because survival was the first step toward strength. --- *******

What if that family is the source of a child's grief, suffering, and abuse? So, how will that child deal with and survive her torturous life, which is the source of her tears? How is that child going to shape her life and future? A family which is also the key to her life is the one breaking her apart; how can she trust people and feel secure if she cannot trust her only family and feel safe within. As the above phrase describes "Family was supposed to be my haven but it's also the place where I got my deepest heartache from" This is my story, my "Survival Journey"!

The first to gain consciousness from freezing cold was Rikko, half of their body was soaking from water falls high tide from the moon. He lifted his heavy leg to stand swallowing his painful cry and pulse Shaun, after he got a closer look at him, he was shocked to even joke that Shaun had nine lives. Opening the flashlight that he pulled out from their helmet, which was still working after the wreckage, he checked the metal that stabbed Shaun with another cry of relief. “This bastard survives a big disaster, I'll be the one to kill you after we save your match if you become a jerk again! After all this, we have gone through”

As the incessant beeping came to an abrupt cease, I reluctantly glanced at the message now visible. ░░▓░░░░▓░░░ M I N I - M I S S I O N ░░░░░▓░░░▓░░ Survival depends on success. But first, a test of courage and will commence. Greetings from the dark, students! — ۩ As the survivors, you have made it through the first ordeal but now your supplies run low and wounds fester. To continue, you must acquire food and medical supplies. This is the perfect time for the mini - mission in lieu and before starting the official second mission.

There was only one of the stray we didn’t find, or so it seemed. “You can go,” Nine said to the man beside me, sending his goon away. “Can’t watch your own back?” Six asked. “Or have you gotten that lazy?” “You’re alive,” Nine said, his expression blank. “I wasn’t expecting that after your ocean dive to save your pet.” “You of all people should know I don’t die that easily.” Nine’s gaze hardened. “No, you always have had a way of avoiding death. It’s almost as if you’re a cat.” Nine’s arm rose, his gun aimed at Six. “Let’s see if you’ve reached your ninth life.”