The Death Match Novels & Stories

Meredith wasn't sure if the Death Contract was enough to keep Brayden. What was she thinking? Keep Brayden? Meredith let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. She needed this Death Contract for her family. But Brayden could leave her for Mizuki if he wanted to. Even though they both signed it to death do they part. Meredith wouldn't be able to fight Brayden in any kind of court for her life back. Even though Meredith couldn't understand why Brayden had chosen her over Mizuki she knew one thing. Mizuki had challenged her and she wasn't going to back down.

Rudy was more and more excited as he thought about it and was filled with anticipation. If the death match was not about to start, he would have impatiently dragged Fane down to the first underground level to see if anything was interesting. The death match area contained three large colosseums. Other than the fact that it was twice as big, it was not much different from the colosseums of the outer city. At that moment, there was a match that had just ended, the blood had yet to be cleaned off.

I could hear the excited chants and howling of people coming from the pack square, like some sort of a celebration. It sounds like death rehearsing its final lines. My blood turned to ice. It was real, It is happening now. The death match is this night!! dream or not. I wiped my eyes vigorously, hoping I was still in a deep sleep and this was part of my nightmare I would soon wake up from, but no matter how hard I wished for it to be a dream— the very thing I had silently prayed against, the nightmare I had foolishly brought upon myself— was happening today,

The man lay on the floor, lifeless, thereafter. Elmer looked at Fiel with astonishment and gratefulness at the same time. In her seat, Princess Ameerah was so stunned while watching how Fiel killed his opponent, so easily. Admiration was clearly written on her pretty face. The spectators went wild and then a loud sound of a gunshot was heard again. The remaining standing players, stood still, unmoving, to follow the rules of the game. Fiel and Elmer were included in the winners of the “Fittest Fist” fight.

My mind drifted back to the words I said to him after our intense make-out session two days ago. "You'll be the death of me." Was that why he was doing this? I did not mean for it to happen literally. My face scrunched up as I watched the two men in the ring engage in a stare-off battle. I already knew who would win as Adonis was the god of stare-offs; if only I was this sure about the match, too. Death Eater bounced several times, taunting words spilling from his lips, trying to get under his skin, but Adonis's face did not for a millisecond crack.

The DarkSword crowd screamed for more, drunk on the violence as they watched their chosen fighters rip each other to pieces. Ava felt her stomach churn, bile rising to the back of her throat. But Cahir shoved her down into a seat next to him, his grip cruel as he forced her to watch. "This is the Death Pit. When two, four, or eight fighters enter, only one makes it out alive—the winner. The rest? Death! Ripped to pieces of flesh, bones, and blood." Cahir grinned at Ava, and her heart thudded hard.

Bullies! “Leave him alone!” Jason screamed, rushing towards the mob. Duke, seeing his chance as the mob paused for a while, took it, running across the road at the same time a truck swept down it. “Duke!” Jason screamed. But it was too late. Duke dashed headlong into the road, intent on escaping his bullies. The truck, moving faster than it was supposed to, slammed into him, lifting him high up into the sky where he completed one full rotation before his body came smacking down on the asphalt.

I didn't mean to say all those things out loud, but if I didn't get them out I was afraid they would consume me. “Yeah she is a piece of work, but that’s the least of our worries. We have a lot to accomplish in the next ten hours, and I’m hoping your fated mates up for it.” Just as she finishes Alpha Wilson, Alpha Keen, Beta Andrew, Westley, and Luna Lilly come barreling through the door. Each of them with a look of feral rage within their eyes thats telling me their ready to start a war.

Now she was a pile of mangled flesh lying in the morgue. I turned and went back inside, locked the door, and slid down against it until I was sitting on the floor. My phone vibrated. "Backup slots are full. In the next cycle, death cannot be transferred." The next day, the sun came up, and the world went on as usual. Except for Unit 703. There was still no movement. I washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror. The scratch at the corner of my eye was still there. It was thin, narrow, and capped with a faint scab.

And that was my cue to get up and run. For those of you who don't know what an alpha match is, it's where someone challenges an alpha for his possition. In this match, either parties have the right to kill their opponent. It is alss called a death match and there is a dier punishment to whom ever thing to stop the match. And for those of you who do know what an alpha match is, you can already tell that, kevin is a dead meat.