Winner Takes All Novels & Stories

my assistant said. “A high rank?” Lisa stated. “Yes.” she replied. “And, how long will this take?” “Sorry?” my assistant asked at my question. “The entire game.” “As long as required. There are three winners but only one royalty. Whoever catches the eyes of the King becomes his Queen automatically. She is the leader of the board.” she replied. “I see.” I replied with thoughts on the one that could lead me to my parents. The King. “The three winners are all breeders of aristocrats that wield power, right?” Lisa said in a curious tone.

Bought me a $10 million penthouse in West Hill, too. "Face it—I'm the one winning this time." I stayed quiet, even as she jabbed her manicured finger into my forehead. When I didn't respond, she huffed, bored, then kicked me one more time for good measure before strutting away.

So, he could only achieve it by getting both himself and Mason hurt. "The process isn't important. The results speak for themselves." Austin's smile suddenly relaxed a little. "The victor will be king. It's the results that determine the victor, right?"

For the moment, this is all that matters in the world. The announcer comes forward, declaring Luca Grant officially the winner of the bout, champion of the two kingdoms. The crowd goes wild again, only softening when the announcer holds the microphone out to Luca, inviting my mate to say whatever he wants in this moment of his victory. Luca looks down at me with a smile, and I know what he wants to do – that he wants to give all the victory to me. But gently, leaning against his non-injured side, I shake my head, not wanting that.

“And the final reward is ten million dollars. Before he entered the game, the boss player personally set one extra condition. If he voluntarily kisses a player, that player earns the final prize. Also, if you manage to bring all three keys out of the game, you can exchange them for three million.” I finally understood. My so-called “romance system” had been an intern system. It didn’t know about this hidden rule. It thought that if Aaron killed me, I would truly die in real life. That was why it panicked the entire time. The staffer gave me a small smile. “Congratulations. You’re the winner of the horror game. You’ve earned ten million.” I was stunned. I… won ten million? But even then, one

I responded when I couldn't take it anymore. "Well, very well said, Ms. Winner, but I think you are losing this game." He said with total confidence. "I am not playing any of your stupid games, Prize, so you better shut up since you are new. I never lose. Can you spell my family name? It is W-I-N-N-E-R. I am a winner Prize. And if you think about my name, it is Victory, so you are only a prize for my win." I said, and I hated him more when I heard his laughter reverberate the entire room.

She said. "That's why the competition will only last today and halfway tomorrow. As for the number issue, if you guys win..." "When you guys win." The instructor corrected. "Okay. When you guys win, you will get to pick whoever you want out of the losers to become a part of the team. It's all part of the agreement." Charlie said. Danny nodded. Wilson raised his hand and smiled as he asked. "You said the fight starts today, right? Who are we beating up?"

He added, making me blush more. “Hands off.” The guy said, raising his hands, with a smile. We sat on warm blankets in a circle, and I couldn’t help feeling excited. “We’re going to play short game before joining the people in the living room.” Tray announced, and the girls seemed interested. “Don’t you notice we’re exactly five men, and five women?” He asked, darkly, and I looked around, just as everyone else was doing. “The winner of these three games will get to buy something they want. Whether it’s a house, or a brand new car, or a swimming pool, or luxury clothing. You get it as long as you win.” He said, flashing Lucas’ card, and they all clapped hard, getting excited.

She asked, and I smirked before putting a hand on her knee, squeezing it gently. “We are going to be having the best seats in the house. The winner gets all, and the loser goes home with nothing. Sometimes, if the opponents are attractive enough, strong bids are placed, and the winner takes a lot more than he could have ever imagined.” I said, explaining the situation to my mate who frowned in confusion as she tried processing what I was saying. “They would become rich overnight, and that is something that they tend to grow addicted to.”

Thanks to Dimitri, I get to hang out with them. The ladies pull harder, failing miserably yet still trying and laughing. Anybody can tell the guys are being easy on them. The hall echoes with loud cheers, and I can’t help but join in. “Team Lena!” I cheer, clapping my hands in excitement. The winning side gets a million dollars. If the ladies win, Dimitri pays. If the guys win, Alexander pays since the game was his idea. “You fraudsters are way stronger!” Barbara yells, pulling the end of her side. “It’s unfair!”