Your Turn To Die Sou Novels & Stories

She ran along the perimeter of the board looking for a way out and didn’t find anything, not even where she had come from. A pawn beckoned to her. He told her she had to see the game through before she could leave. Meredith sighed. “And how long will the game last?” She asked. “Until Death…” She heard the pawn say in Brayden’s voice. She blinked and a tear escaped the corner of her eye caressing her face as it traveled down. Meredith wiped it away, blinked, and when her eyes opened suddenly she was awake.

But in the end, she was betrayed and cheated on, and now even her savings, apartment, and life were all snatched away by the horrible betrayers. And now, she had to entertain people… by dying fancy? This had to be a sick joke. Wasn’t this supposed to be a survival game? “And what if I refuse to be entertainment? What then? Will you kill me a second time?” Willa folded her fists, glaring toward the speaker. “Then,” the handsome man from earlier murmured, “you die.” Willa dodged back on instinct, but his lips curled and his eyes darkened. “Not by my hands, darling,” he whispered. “The death world… it will eat you up soon enough.”

Harvey grabbed my hand, agitated. He stared at me coldly, gritting his teeth just like when he demanded me to put the ring on Nelly's finger. "Know your place, Madison." I ignored him and pulled my hand away. I only wanted to pack up Mom's belongings and get away from this cheating couple. Nelly happened to sit up from the couch. At first, she was surprised to see the urn in my hands. "Oh, my! Is that Mrs. Lundell inside? How did she die so suddenly? I'm sorry, Maddie."

Everyone’s phone went off at once. "What?" Liam’s fiancée, Chloe, frowned, moving closer to his side. I looked down at my phone. A blood-red scale appeared on the screen. [Welcome to The Last Zombie: Final Reckoning.] [Detected: 15 members of the Sterling family.] [Objective: Eliminate all zombies. The last player standing inherits the entire family fortune.] [Current Asset Valuation: $12.7 Billion.] The living room went dead silent. "What kind of sick joke is this?" Liam tried to close the app, but the screen wouldn't budge. "Who made this?"

"Weren't you so good at toughing it out earlier? So full of justice—even claiming to be Ms. Spencer herself. How ridiculous!" "Hurry up and admit you're just lying! If not, I'll leave you to drown here!" I did not give in to them. I had died once in my past life—I wasn't afraid to die again. Once Mark regained consciousness, he would tell Eric everything. So I wasn't worried about Eric not knowing how I died. He would avenge me then, and I could die knowing it was worth it. A hand yanked my hair, pulling me out of the water. I coughed violently, struggling to catch my breath, when I heard Jared's icy tone from above me.

Just then, the system's voice rang out inside my head. "Host's death detected. The Absolute Obedience Mission has been successfully completed. Ten billion dollars is now being transferred to the host's account…" I looked around at the familiar surroundings before asking, "Why am I still here in this world?" The system explained that there was a time difference between this world and my original world, so my soul would need to remain here for three more days. Each passing second felt like an eternity. I watched as Regina woke up and started clinging to my corpse, crying as though she wanted to die with me.

"You really are the most annoying one." Justin, the calmest of them all, gave me a cold look. "Stop trying to scare Amber. No one is going to die." I lowered my head and addressed the Shared-Sense System in silence. 'If the pain reaches 90% again and I die, the damage will still transfer, right?' [Yes. Upon the host's death, one bound target will be randomly selected as the substitute.] Not far away, Amber started her livestream. She handed her bag to Justin, smug and radiant.

Luis Park wanted to cry like already. Then a system interface popped up. "Tit!" ~Choices generated~ "Tit" ~Sending data to host~ o.O ~Please select the possible answer, host.~ "Tit!" The system interface flashed the choices. A. Don't you worry the God is with us? 100 % real quick death. B. Cover your eyes and pray. And wait for the result. Attention! This choice is 50% real death chance and 50% real live chance. C. Use your body to move the altar. Flip your body as long as you can. This choice is 30% escape from death and 70% real survival chance.

He was staring at me with wide, shocked eyes. "Maya?" he whispered. "What are you doing here?" Before I could answer, a crackling speaker came to life above us. [WELCOME TO THE SURVIVAL GAME] [Congratulations, you are all dead! But considering the greenhouse effect, hell is on recycle mode right now, so you are being sent to dead worlds, as entertainment! Please, provide the fanciest death you can, for the audience!] “What audience?!” Damian asked, but nobody, well, no dead body on the bus is in a mood to answer him.

this game is a game of past trauma, each player will be connected, to a device, and as each player comes, he will be sent to his dark or beautiful memories and their partner have to wake them up, if they fail to wake them up, that player can never wake up, now questions arise how to going to wake their partner when they going to be in deep sleep and dreaming about their past. they can manipulate objects but they can not affect the human body, they can act as a ghost and can influence only non-living objects. Zoe:- so it means if it's my turn then Leri have to wake me up, or I will never going to see you the next day. leri:- why every game is a death game, we just survive the last match. NAMI