The Last Blade Game Novels & Stories

Gwyneth Windsor spent her entire life trying to "function normally," but this hard-won, delicate pattern is instantly shattered when she is mysteriously pulled into an infinitely complex interstellar empire. She must suddenly learn new common sense in a world where near-immortal shifters view anyone under 100 as a minor. To her confusion, Gwyneth, despite her adult body, becomes the empire's most coveted 'BABY.' Luckily, she finds a doting family that spoils her utterly, even securing her the lordship of a small, 12-planet galaxy. Yet, Gwyneth's arrival is no accident. While Gwyneth navigates the absurdity of being a pampered 'minor' in an adult body, the universe itself is in peril. Emperor Alaric Lykos, the last of the powerful Royal Fenrir Clan, is the sole anchor of the universe. An ancient prophecy warns that if his line falls, all will collapse. Though pressured to marry, the Fenrir Clan's unique bloodline will only settle for its destined bond, a soulmate whose identity has remained a ghost in the cosmic radar... Until now.

Willa Roane dies the same night she catches her boyfriend in bed with her sister. Instead of waking in peace, she’s dragged onto a ghostly bus and informed—by a mocking intercom—that she’s entered the Survival Game: a twisted show where the dead are thrown into lethal, terrifying worlds for the cruel amusement of an unseen audience. The rule is simple: survive each round… or your soul is erased forever. Her only ally is Corvin Thorne, the devastatingly beautiful stranger who yanked her off the road and onto the bus. A hybrid vampire–werewolf with a past soaked in blood, Corvin is bound by a wicked secret contract to keep Willa alive… or forfeit his own soul to the game. As they descend deeper into the nightmare realms—from a monster-ruled Dracula Castle to ruined neon cities—Willa realizes she is the key. The deadly worlds are twisting around her darkest fears and fantasies, turning her own horror stories into elaborate traps. She isn’t just a player; she’s the author of the chaos. And the man sworn to protect her may be the only thing she can’t control. Now Willa must rely on the dangerous man she’s falling for, a man who swore he would never love again. The heat between them is undeniable, but as their bond deepens, it’s impossible to tell which is more dangerous: the monsters hunting them… or the love that could destroy them both. Love might be beautiful—but in this game, it’s never sweet. It’s a weapon, a weakness, and the one thing that might rewrite the rules of Hell itself: desire. ---

Content Warnings ⚠️ Violence BDSM elements Obsessive or possessive behavior Age gap Manipulation Physical fights/assault Torture and trauma (off-page) PTSD Rough sex Family relationships This isn't a sweet, soft love. If you aren't ready for a flawed, morally gray, obsessive character, skip. ~~~~ I started peeling off my clothes right there in the hallway, daring him to look. I wanted to see if the perfect brute my grandfather built has a breaking point. I wanted to see if he was actually human, capable of love, or just a puppet that follows orders. That was the first time I saw the mask slip. That was the night he stopped being my protector and became my predator. Now, we are locked together in a cycle of destruction where his obsession is my only reality. He would rather see me dead than in another man’s arms, and I’m too far gone to want anyone else. Running away from him is the safest option. But why run when his obsessive love is the only thing I'm used to?

Queen Natash, CEO of NATEL FASHION WORLD and also the boss of NATEL casino, she is the most powerful woman in Los Angeles, she cleans up the mess for the wealthy, she holds all the card to the game, but what happens when her rivalry sends an agent undercover, his job is to make her fall in love with him, will he be able to turn her world upside down or will she turn the tables around instead?!!

The day I found out I was dying, I ran into my ex-husband—yeah, the richest guy in the country—and his three-months-pregnant wife. He asked if I regretted leaving him when he got sick. I just asked for twenty grand. He told me I didn't deserve to live. What he never knew? Back then, when he was fighting leukemia, the only bone marrow match he had... was me.

Natalie Yoon, an eccentric doctor who specializes in infectious diseases has made remarkable triumphs in the development of novel vaccines, including the renowned vaccine for the human coronavirus that has stricken the world in 2020. She has married an attractive yet mysterious man and heir to Nova Pharmaceuticals which reproduced the vaccine that made it regain its fame. Five years later, on the day of an auction event, Natalie met a North Korean defector who has been in constant search of someone who could help save his family and his once-beloved country because of a secret not even revealed to the world yet can cause mass destruction if too late. The secrets revolving around Nova Pharmaceuticals and Dr. Yoon's marriage to its heir are soon to resurface until an unexpected day happened that led to Natalie getting kidnapped. Events spiraled until she learned the long-concealed secret of her husband. This made Natalie choose between humanity and her husband; it's only a matter of time before the only thing left to choose, is the last vestige of hope.

I am a miserable nurse. During the Halloween season, there was a three day break but I was not given any days off. Upset, I decided to join a game featuring a haunted hospital. There was an old man wrapped in IV tubes chasing after a player. I sprinted forward and shoved him into the chair. After effortlessly jabbing the IV line back in him, I told him off, "It’s just an IV drip, not an action movie. Sit. Down. Move again and I’ll strap you to the chair!" The old man did a double take before blinking in a flustered manner. "Sorry for causing you trouble, ma'am." At night, children ghosts began to run and laugh wildly in the corridor. I grabbed one in each hand and hauled them up. "If you’re not going to stay put in the ward, I’ll give you an injection!" Why did I still have to work in a game? I was so tired. The other players cried out, "Clem! That's a ghost. Are you not scared?" I sneered, "Sorry, but burnt-out workers hold more grudges than ghosts ever could."

She left him five years ago, long before he became the ruthless billionaire the world now fears. Now she’s ready to marry again but first, she needs his signature. Except Enzo Wayne doesn’t plan to let go. He’s waited five years to remind her what belonging means. One signature, one demand, one impossible month..and one question neither of them wants to answer: What if she never stopped loving him?

After entering a horror game, I, Anastasia Moreau, begin dating the big boss. At our first meeting, I wrap my arms around his sleek, serpentine body and squeeze him into a corner of the coffin. "Move over, move over." In the next instant, a strikingly handsome young man with white hair and golden eyes appears beneath me. The tips of his ears flush red as he glares at me. "You… You're lying on my hair!" he grits out.

The day I was supposed to win the biggest award of my career, I walked in on my boyfriend, Ethan, in bed with another woman. He sneered, calling me a face-blind, scent-deaf bore in bed. I planned to expose his ass at the award ceremony. Instead, he and his lover mowed me down with their car. Next thing I knew, I woke up with them in an S-class horror survival game. Mortality rate: over 95%. We had to survive ten days in a haunted manor to be revived. Hit 100 on your Anxiety Level, and your soul is obliterated. Chloe, Ethan's lover, sneered. "Sensory defects? You can't recognize ghosts or smell danger. In a horror game, that’s a death sentence. You might as well just die." The others heard her and scrambled to team up. Me? I walked straight into the lair of the manor's final boss. The most powerful demon in the game wanted to devour my soul. I couldn't really see him. I just thought he was a cosplayer. I lunged forward, poked his abs, and pointed at the glowing crack in his chest. "Wow, you're really committed to the role. This getup must've cost a fortune."