Winner X Loser Novels & Stories

The gist of it is that there is every kind of sports kit to play but I don't want to go out as it's not time for the second step. " Video game," I said and he said " choose something else if you don't want to cry for being a loser because I am a pro in this game " To which I said " let's see! " . . . " Yey!.. I won! I won! I won!... Hahaha so, Mr Loser what you were saying is that you are a pro in this game huh! Pro my foot! Now see who is the ruler in this game! " I screamed in happiness in my system after beating him in-game.

I can see Xicheng's narrowed grey eyes turning red and more ferocious. "Ok, let's have an open challenge, the losers have to fulfill one wish of the winner" I explained picking up one of the arrows from the box beside me just to deviate the topic of attention. They both nodded in agreement. The competition was set, and the rules were simple, each of us will suggest one way to compete. The other two, who lost will fulfill one wish of the winner. I was confident but still, a slight hesitation was churning inside me. What if I lost?

The game where they will keep on pushing each other until the end till one will be defeated by losing everything. Just like always, Cyrus Sylvester won. But this time he not only defeated him but end the game as well. He was the winner and there was no denying that Aaron lost this game. There is always a punishment for the loser. And according to the last rule of this game The punishment is death.

I wasn't able to meet stare with him. "Wait a minute!" Ava shouted, "if all of us will participate then who would decide the winner?" She asked the obvious question. "The pair who will lose first will decide the winners" Dominic proposed. "Fair enough!" William replied. "Ready?" Spoke to Ava "Set!" And all of us took our respective positions "Go!"

The crest of a certain powerful and influential family. The young woman looked up at the soaring glass ceiling of the Wisteria Heights building, a small, mirthless smile playing on her lips. They thought she was a "loser." They thought she was a servant. They had no idea that the girl clearing their floors was the heir to a legacy that had once toppled an empire. She was a hidden heir. And she was a winner. And in the city of Wisteria, a new game was about to begin. The "loser" was back. And this time, she was coming for everything.

PLease look forward to the sequel of "Who's the Loser now?" With Gratitude and Regards, JDHWS

AURORA POV The host’s voice echoed across the hall. "And the winner of this year’s Miss Goddess Beauty is… Aurora!" The room erupted into cheers and clapping as I stepped forward, a proud smile on my face. I glanced at Liliana, the Alpha’s daughter from the Silver Crown Pack, who stood beside me as the first runner-up. She clapped too, but her stiff smile showed how much she hated losing. For a moment, pride surged through me. I had won, it's more like a dream come through.

He looked back at me, his eyes dark with promise and lust. “Five minutes,” he said, his voice dropping to that possessive, thrilling octave. “That’s all I need to win.” He was out the door. I stood in the middle of our bedroom, the morning sun now bright and bold, my body humming, my heart pounding, my mind clearer than it had ever been. He wasn't my distraction. And I wasn't his. We were each other's catalyst. And the race was on.

Everything they had on… was red. Cars red, clothes red, shoes red, and somehow, their drinks were too. Hmmm. Weird. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips. I could still feel Brian behind me. “What’s in it for the winner?” I asked and didn’t expect him to spin me by the waist, looking directly into my eyes. “The loser’s car and the ‘Race Monster’ title in the hood.” My smile widened. This is getting smooth. I pulled his hands away with a slow smile, then turned back to the Red Bulls.

"That kind of bet benefits you either way, win or lose!" Theodore replied, "If you feel shortchanged, how about this: if I lose, I'll give you two kisses. What do you think?" Elara shot him a sideways glance, though her dagger-like stare was hidden behind her goggles. "Kisses aren't much of a punishment!" Merida chimed in. "I propose that the loser has to carry the winner around the go-kart track for ten laps!" Elara considered this and liked the idea. "Deal! For Xavier's sake, I won't lose!"