Win Or Die Novels & Stories

“Yeah! Hurry! Winnie, we’ll definitely plan a grand funeral for you after this. We would help support your family too! From now on, us Mulligans will help the Pattingsons for life!” Winnie’s expression was twisted as she yelled at the others. “I don’t care about your lives! If I have to die, all of you are dying with me! Kill myself? Dream on! I would never do that!” Alex was still counting. “Seven, eight… you guys can kill her too.” ‘What?!’ After hearing that, two Pattingsons and another fighter teamed up and landed three punches on the woman. It was as if they had telepathy as they attacked her at almost the same time.

The silence that ensued between them was enough to express the despair and misery they’re all feeling. Yekaterina and Andrik won, but it’s like they lost gravely. They don’t feel like they had won at all. In a game where you have to kill your friends and family just to win and survive, no one really wins at all.

“Dakota came to me and told me the Moon Goddess says to trust her. I plan on following what the Moon Goddess says to do.” “Then we trust her.” Dad agrees. (King Lysander’s P.O.V) Kingdom of Khisfire: I can’t believe that Beatrix was brought back, I thought we had snuffed her and her minions out! The paperwork that I’m holding bursts into flames. “Woah there, Smokey, calm down.” I hear the voice of my mate, Winnie, from the doorway. I take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of my mate, and if I was a shifter my beast would have been calmed by that alone.

“There is a change in how we do things here, the stronger one gets nothing because he has strength, and the other one gets a weapon.” “That should be easy for Godfrey and Silas they are both going to lose to each other,” a man from behind shouted, others burst into laughter. “Here is the fun in it,” the man smiled walking closer. “You are not fighting against your partner, you are fighting with your partner, you two would fight another group and here is the catch, if your partner dies, you die… the other team wins, it's a game of death, now I want you to look at the next group besides you…they would be your partner.”

Her pain was so vivid that anyone seeing the photo could feel it. I suddenly felt a chill go down my spine. A wave of grief and bitterness swept over me, and I felt like I had died all over again. That day, after getting out of the car, I had fallen into a hunting trap and died on the spot—both lives were lost. I gritted my teeth and looked at Enzo. He stood there looking like he'd been struck by lightning—motionless and not even breathing. He stared hard at that photo, and his eyes gradually became more bloodshot.

“I miss him.” The confession broke her. “I miss my husband.” She cried harder. “But I don't know how to reach him anymore.” For several minutes, Ann said nothing. She simply cried.Then she whispered one final prayer. “God, if I'm supposed to fight for this marriage, show me how.” She wiped her face. “And if I'm supposed to let go, give me the courage to accept it.” The room became silent again. Ann slowly lay back down. She didn't receive an answer. There was no sudden miracle. No voice from heaven. But somehow, her heart felt a little lighter. She closed her eyes. “I trust You.”

Author’s Note: The stakes just went from 0 to 100! They are literally the keys to global mind control. If they die, the system wins. If they live, they are outlaws against the entire world. What would you do? Drop a "💥" if you want to see them blow the facility to hell!

Win said gratefully before he ended the call and tossed his phone onto the couch and his power over his dark wings so there was no way anyone from the hell could track him tonight. Win checked his blades, his power ball and a couple blades that he had stored away on his body; Adom had additionally spelt all his weapons so they could destroy basically anything Win would come in contact with. Win ran his power over his Balck wings speed the power even more and silence rune before heading out and towards the opposite district by the shoreline with the single purpose of getting his lover back and he will kill anyone who got in his way. ~~/~~

It was coming from all around us. Thistle flinched and Thor swore under his breath. “The win condition has been updated.” My breath caught in my throat. The win condition? Changed? But how could that be? The games had always been the same, ever since they started. The last person left alive was the winner. Simple. Cut and dry. “Senna,” Thor clutched my arm. “I don’t like this.” “The first person to reach and touch the Spire will be declared the victor.”

He had his opponent wrestled onto the ground in a choke hold, face starting to go purple as the man fought against his hold. There were only three ways to win the match. Forfeit, knockout/pass out, or death. I wondered what it would come to for me. "Give up!" Brody snarled at the man, his muscles bulging as he tightened the grip he held. The man looked determined to not give up, thrashing around wildly. I could tell by the look in Brody's eyes that he worried it would be the third death of the night. He turned his opponent's head just slightly and that's when it happened, his eyes rolled back and he lay limp against the blonde wolf.