Win Or Die Novels & Stories

“You’ll survive.” Grammy slammed her palm against the table, cutting through the banter. “Listen. This fight will not be won by species. It will be won by unity. A dragon cannot hold without a witch’s ward. A vampire cannot move in sunlight without a wolf to guard his back. You will mingle. You will fight as one. Or you will die as many.” The tent went quiet again, the weight of her words pressing into every chest. Kael, perched on Serenya’s knee, tilted his head. “That’s what W.I.L.D. means,” he piped up. “We all fight together. We all win together.”

Said the boss to him. “Sure, let’s play a game” replied Joshua to him. “Alright! This is the rules, we will play this dice game but you’ll need to won at least three times, whoever got the highest number of the dice, much better. If you got triple all the dice, its mean you won but if I bet your number higher than you’ve got, I’m won. Every game you can bet your own, but at least minimum of 50 million dollar. But if I won in the final match all your money will lost! That’s the rules!” Explained the boss to him clearly.

That skill was used to blow up others, and the cost of the player's own life. Seeing six corpses lying on the Battlefield was speechless. Phantasm was so ruthless that he would rather die together than let you win. James shouted, “Holy Shit! Master, what’s going on? Who is going to win? Both sides are dead.” “Let’s see what system decides.” I said calmly. In the end, the system decides that the side of Phantasm would win. If both parties were dead, or if the time was up and no one was dead, the system would choose the winner based on the output.

"Are any winning?" "Define winning." Death responds. "If winning is surviving, some are. If winning is escaping manipulation, none are. If winning is being happy, a few are. If winning is being Aurora without consequence, zero are. Winning depends on definition. And definition depends on perspective. And perspective depends on choice. And choice leads back to consequence. And consequence leads back to doom. Cycle upon cycle upon cycle."

No matter how rotten they were, they had never seen life and death with their own eyes. Now they had completely fallen apart. Winnie’s face was covered in blood, and she said nothing. After I calmed Josie down, I said flatly, “If you die in the game, you die in real life too. The method of death is just different. “Maybe a car crash. Maybe some other accident. Either way, you won’t survive.” The group panicked completely. They closed in on Winnie and questioned her. “Is she telling the truth? You said you’d protect us if you brought us in here!”

I squeezed Jonas’s hand before moving to Osirus’ side as he called everyone to order. “Our first game is to see how many kills you can obtain in half an hour, only using your Goddess-given abilities. We will hunt in teams of ten. The winner will get their choice of a date partner for tonight. The date will be at any restaurant in the area and paid for by my father. Now, who wants to be in the first group?” he asked. I thrust my hand confidently into the air. “I want to go.”

With the lockdown getting her out of my room isn’t an option, but sleeping with her has also been the best zzz’s I’ve ever had. The fight is in four days in the basement of one of the gambling dens. Literally everything is riding on it now, the stakes are impossibly high. If I win, Viuda Negra will be forced to permanently vacate the Black Fog pack and if caught dealing anywhere outside their territory it could mean all out war. How they could agree to this, I’ll never understand. But Dozer is an intimidating negotiator. However if I lose, I’ll never live it down. Black Fog will get absorbed by Viuda Negra officially and be a guaranteed shithole forever. More junkies will be made and there’s

Assume you are dealing with a world-class threat! Xanne: (Jumping into a window behind all of the men and sitting down comfortably as he takes a sip from his flask yet again) Oooohh!! That hit the spot right there!! So we're officially world class threats now huh? Okay well I guess I should introduce ourselves properly. WE ARE W.O.L.F! Our demands are simple. Give us the resources we need and no one has to die. we're not going to take enough to destroy anything but we will take a sizable amount so we don't have to come back for a while and in the meantime I'll gladly take care of any threats to your planet. (He reaches into his jacket and smoothly retrieves one of the flyers he had originall

I could hurt his perfectly sculpted face. "Come on, sweetie. Put the glass down. You don't want to die, do you?" he looked at me calmly. "If you want to live, you will put the glass down, go to the bathroom and get ready to land. If not, my people will kill you in a few minutes. So ... you have to decide. The cards are in your hands, baby. What choice will you make? " Damn it. He was good at convincing. And he was right. If I hurt or even killed him, his people would kill me.

he spoke giving me a death glare. “Well—” I moved closer to him until were almost breathing the same air, I untied the knots of his restrain before taking my former position. “You see, I need you to partake in a game. But I am not requesting you to join but rather, I am only announcing it—” “What kind of game are you talking about?” he cut me off. “It’s a death game. You’ll fight some other prisoner and whoever wins, gains a prize. Isn’t that spectacular? You’ll have whatever you want! You only need to win. That's all.” I laughed sarcastically.