The Lying Game A

My parents sold me off. The scholars experimented. Next is the Imperial Family who wants to own me. But I won't let them. My need for survival owns me. In this game of chess, one plays to survive while the other plays to conquer.

Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide. Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed? Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer? He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone? Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hunt! [Your zombie army has crafted Wooden Axe x720 when you were offline. You have received 1921 experience points for the Basic Crafting skill.] [Your zombie army has chopped down 27,821 trees and gathered 128,973 pieces of wood while you were offline. You have received 2,171,921 experience points for the Basic Wood Chopping skill.] Just as the rest of the players were struggling to survive in the zombie apocalyptic game, Fang Heng's zombie clones were starting to clear every resource out of the forest. Hm... What an interesting game!

Für alle, deren Herz gebrochen wurde und für alle jene, die sich ihr Herz brechen lassen möchten. Grasgrün trifft dunkelblau. „Seine Augen waren dunkelblau, wie das Meer bei Nacht." Als Hazel's und Ace' Augen sich zum ersten Mal treffen ist es beschlossene Sache. Die beiden können einander nicht ausstehen. Als Stiefbruder macht er Hazel das Leben zur Hölle. 3 Jahre lang, dann verschwindet er. 10 Jahre später begegnen sie sich erneut. Nichts scheint sich verändert zu haben. Ace ist immer noch unausstehlich und gemein. Aber da ist etwas in seinen Augen, dass Hazel sich einfach nicht erklären kann. *Triggerwarnung* Dieses Buch beinhaltet Themen, die auf einige Nutzer verstörend wirken können.

They took everything from her—her name, her title, her future. Once promised to the Crown Prince and hailed as the jewel of House Aramour, Lady Selene watched her world collapse overnight. Branded the daughter of a traitor and cast aside for a prettier, safer cousin, she vanished from the nobility without protest. One year later, she returns. But not as the quiet girl they remember. The ballroom whispers. The prince stares too long. The woman who replaced her begins to unravel. And Selene? She plays her part to perfection—sweet, graceful, obedient—while weaving a web around every person who helped destroy her family. This isn’t a story of forgiveness. This is a story of survival. Of strategy. Of war without swords. Because the court forgot one thing: A noblewoman isn’t a weapon. She’s the one who chooses when to draw the blade.

The Loyalty Game Psychological Drama | Political Family Suspense When Governor Tunde Iroko’s mother needs a caregiver, he launches a secretive, high-stakes contest: The Loyalty Game. With a $6,000 monthly prize, candidates from all walks of life compete in a series of intense psychological tests to prove their worth and their loyalty. But this isn’t just about caregiving. It’s a battle of trust, secrets, and survival under constant watch. Friendships form, alliances crack, and betrayal lurks behind every smile. As the game unfolds, the candidates and the governor’s family must confront harsh truths about power, love, and what it really means to care. Who will win the game? And at what cost? Dive into The Loyalty Game—a gripping tale of suspense, heart, and human ethics.

The gods are bored and now for entertainment they gets new idea. The epic battle of mortals for god's entertainment begins. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad https://www.royalroad.com/profile/373307/fictions

The Fallacy Game. > “Truth is subjective. Reality can be reasoned away. And in this game—your mind is the battlefield.” In a world where logic is weaponized and debate is a matter of survival, an underground tournament known only as The Fallacy Game emerges — a cerebral war where losing means the destruction of your reputation, your identity, and sometimes, your very sense of self. Rael Veir is a reclusive prodigy with a haunted past and a brain wired for paradoxes. When his sister is institutionalized after a televised debate collapse, Rael receives an invitation to the game — not as a witness, but as a player. Each round pits him against another genius in a lethal battle of logic. The prize for victory: progression to the next tier. The cost: a fragment of his memory, emotion, or moral compass… gone forever. As Rael ascends the ranks, he begins to question everything — the rules, the judges known as Observers, and the reality he's anchored to. Twisted rivals with fractured ideologies emerge. Forgotten players return. And all signs point toward a final debate known only as the Final Paradox — a round so mind-breaking, it's said no player has reached it and come back sane. But Rael is not like the others. He doesn't want to win the game. He wants to tear it apart from the inside. To do that, he must outwit the Mirror — a faceless, undefeated player who seems to know Rael’s every move… and may, impossibly, be Rael himself. > “If no one remembers the truth, did it ever exist?”

"A game where death is as simple as breathing in air, where blood is like water, psychopaths are normal people, hosted by the 'gods' isn't this gonna be fun!? Hehe, welcome to the game of the gods where luck is part of strength!!!" On this day, after the originator of the voice spoke, humanity.... would never be the same. ****** The cover will change as the story progresses. If you have any cover pictures too, feel free to share! In case this is your image and you dont want me to use it, just comment it down.

In this world, every child in the kingdom of Azrathis must drink the juice of the sacred Celestara Fruit. It awakens their blood—revealing their destiny. Red is normal. Silver is noble. Gold is divine. But when Leon Graves drinks it... His blood turns purple. A color long lost to history. The color of demons. The color of destruction. as Leon dives deeper into the truth of his power—he begins to uncover something far darker. The world is not what it seems. The history they teach? Twisted. The bloodlines they worship? Corrupt. The very country he was raised to protect… built on lies. And at the center of it all—his blood. His curse. His fate.

Lucien Blackmoore makes his living offering contracts most people don’t even bother to read all the way through. He's known as, The Crimson Broker. Anything you want or need: favors, promotions, love, secrets. The only cost? Whatever piece of your soul you’re willing to sell, in a city built on debt. At his side is the Ledger—a sentient, datapad, bound and connected to his soul. It tracks every deal, every breach, every whisper of a broken promise. It feeds him intel, tightens the leash on those who try to run, and sometimes... it speaks back granting boons and abilities. Lucien doesn’t do violence, he doesn’t need to. A few words in the right ear, a signature in the wrong place, and someone else does the dirty work. A rival broker, Cassian has been stirring things up—sloppy sigils, ambushes on street markets, pulling strings Lucien didn’t see coming. Lucien’s got an underground network to protect, clients to keep in line, and a voice in his head that keeps reminding him: "Debt always demands its dues." And some debts... they cost more than you'd think.

[New chapter each Sunday] Si-woo and Il-seong are the joke of their high school. While Il-seong fights to earn respect, Si-woo has slowly gotten used to live under everyone else's thumb. When a mysterious screen offers him the chance to become a "player," memories of the manhwa heroes he idolizes flash through his mind... But feels unworthy of standing among them. He refuses. Then, a new path is offered to him: become a "master," a creator of a system designed to unlock the potential in others. Si-woo decides to take this chance to help Il-seong finally shine. From now on, they'll live by their own rules. Those written by Si-woo. [Be gracious please, english is not my native language]

i got trapped in a curse game

System Activated] [Welcome, Creator.] Ash blinked. He looked around, expecting someone to be pulling a prank. But he was alone. [You have been selected as the host of the Creator Support System.] [Function: Provide unlimited production funds for content creation.] [Restriction: Funds may only be used for video-related expenses. Misuse will result in auto-restriction.] [Additional Feature: Identity Protection – Enable anonymous persona, facial hologram masking, and voice modulation.] [View-based reward system initialized.] [Current Creative Balance: ৳∞ (Content Use Only)] He leaned back slowly, eyes fixed on the strange holographic text. "...What the hell?" The screen hovered there, steady. It didn't flicker again. It didn't disappear. A soft chime sounded in his ear. [Please choose a channel name.] Ash hesitated. It felt absurd. Was he hallucinating? Was he going crazy from stress? But the system waited. Patiently. Silently. He thought back to the videos he just watched. The weird ones. The funny ones. The over-the-top thumbnails that made no sense but still pulled millions of views. He wanted something that would stand out. Something ironic. Something that told people: this isn't serious, but it's interesting. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, and then he typed: "Creepy Crap"

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Death gave him a choice. He laughed. So she gave him a curse." Gin Chan had given up on life — betrayed, broken, and ready to disappear. But when he dies, he awakens in a realm where time stands still... and Death wears a silver smile. As punishment, he's thrust into a twisted game — forced to reincarnate into the bodies of people moments before their death. Thieves, soldiers, beggars, kings — each life, a new role. Each death, another lesson. But the rules are cruel: he feels every pain, remembers every end, and carries every scar. Armed only with previous lives' memories, Gin Chan must uncover the reason behind this torment. But the more lives he lives, the more he questions: Is he being punished… or prepared? And in the shadows, Death watches — waiting for the moment he finally understands what it means to live. --- Genres: Fantasy, Supernatural, Reincarnation, Psychologist

In the shadow-drenched underworld of a sprawling metropolis, where loyalty is currency and betrayal is death, The Don's Game unfolds like a symphony of silence. The city breathes through rain-slicked streets, neon reflections on shattered glass, and whispers in smoke-filled rooms. A lone figure walks the thin line between vengeance and oblivion, navigating a labyrinth of power, blood, and forgotten promises. From the dim glow of underground sanctuaries to the glittering façade of high society, every frame pulses with tension. Visually rich and emotionally charged, this story weaves together past and present through haunting imagery, flickering candlelight in abandoned chapels, the cold gleam of steel beneath tailored suits, and the quiet resolve in a man’s eyes as he steps into war. This is not just a tale of crime, it’s a visual poem of retribution, told without words, where every glance, every gesture, speaks volumes. The Don's Game is a journey through darkness, lit only by the fire of one man’s purpose.

The 23rd century: humanity's at a dead end. Hope is fading, until Nine Realms Immortal Realm appears – a virtual reality game promising to turn every in-game power into real-world cash. From penniless to billionaire, it's just a click away. I'm Lin Fan, an ordinary mortal among billions. With no talent or family background, I dive into the game, burdened by family debt.

After killing himself, Rio got reincarnated into a game he used to play. Not as Heaven's chosen Protagonist or overpowered villain But as a most pathetic side character in the entire game. Cassian Evros Myrr A character so pitiful that his very name had become synonymous with failure among fans. “Fuck that.” “I won’t live like that. Not this time.” Even if his actions changed the story, he wouldn’t walk the same path. He would rewrite Cassian’s fate with his own hands. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* COVER PAGE IS NOT MINE, IF THE CREATOR OF IMAGE WANTS ME TO REMOVE IT. COMMENT IT *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Notice: Don't Expect anything great from this novel, because this my first time writing. English is not my first Language. Fights maybe will be not that great and conversation maybe look awkward because my social life sucks, so again don't expect anything. And at last DEMONS WELCOME TO MY HELL, TAKE YOU SEAT AND WATCH AS I DO MY SINS. (that's kinda cringe)

Choose between life or death... A game that can affect your whole life. (Inspired by AIB) What will Happen In Here?

At Academia Noctis, brilliance is currency—and secrets are deadly. Lucian Vale came to find his missing mother. What he found was a school built on lies, a secret court that manipulates fate, and a symbol tied to a forbidden project. Now, trapped in a deadly game of wits, power, and betrayal, Lucian must play to survive—because at Academia Noctis, every move could be your last.

In a War between humans and elves against occults, aliens and eldritch beings, who will stand Victor. In a time of an endless pain and Agony... When will it end? The light shine brightest in the endless darkness.... But can we ever see it.. This is the harrowing journey of a transmigrator surviving the Last Era Of The Apocalypse as a nobody.. [SYSTEM] + YOU'VE AWAKENED A NEW SKILL + Maybe it can be changed after all.....

A soldier who used to live for protecting humanity transmigrated to an other world, where he lived only for himself and the ones he loves. In a world where everything except humans are thought as evil and filth he decides to join the monsters and live a opposite life of what he used to before. His tale of how he created a place for him to rule on and his miss-use of his power.

The developers claimed, “Divine Martial Realm is an ordinary virtual game.” Lu Yu was speechless when he read his friend’s warning: there was a high chance of players experiencing brain death in real life when they died in the game. The advertisement claimed, “The producers of Divine Martial Realm are devoted to creating a lifelike gaming world for its players. Each player will get the most authentic experience in the game.” Lu Yu glanced at the iron railing which he accidentally crushed. The game allowed him to experience the effects of cultivation in real life. The fans claimed, “Divine Martial Realm is a thoughtful game that does not have any in-app purchases.” Lu Yu looked at the In-Game Store that only he had and silently made some in-game purchases. A game that could not make any in-game purchases was soulless.

Follow Benjamin Joyce, an elderly man with a passion for blacksmithing who spent his life travelling the world and learning new things. Now, after helping out the developers of the first ever real VRMMO game, he gets the chance to play said game earlier than the majority of other people. Taking this chance to do what he loves now that his real body is slowly giving in to his old age and the profession he lives for is no longer as important as it used to be, he starts his journey to become this new world's greatest Craftsman! ----- Check out my second novel, Demon's Virtue! https://www.webnovel.com/book/15238973305579305/Demon%27s-Virtue ----- Join the discord! https://discord.gg/uFRQvTe ----- Cover by: Belk (belkbelkbelk on Instagram)

You do not begin the game. You awaken within it. Kairo Valen wakes on the edge of a guillotine. A girl smiles beneath its blade. He’s told it’s his 108th death. In the world of Eidolon, every Floor is a forgotten truth. Every monster wears your memory. And every Trial demands a price — sanity, loyalty, identity. With no clear path forward and no memory of his past, Kairo must descend through floors shaped by his regrets, hunted by reflections of himself and haunted by a girl who knows him too well. The system isn’t a guide. It’s a script. And Kairo was never the protagonist. Fail, and be rewritten. Survive, and lose who you were. Some games cannot be won. Only remembered.

In this world, every child in the kingdom of Azrathis must drink the juice of the sacred Celestara Fruit. It awakens their blood—revealing their destiny. Red is normal. Silver is noble. Gold is divine. But when Leon Graves drinks it... His blood turns purple. A color long lost to history. The color of demons. The color of destruction. as Leon dives deeper into the truth of his power—he begins to uncover something far darker. The world is not what it seems. The history they teach? Twisted. The bloodlines they worship? Corrupt. The very country he was raised to protect… built on lies. And at the center of it all—his blood. His curse. His fate.

My name is Nell. My last name is Warden. My last name means "hearted" in these lands. That's why I want to protect the things I want to protect. Who knows what will happen in this game-like world? You heard right. Game-like. The truth is that I am actually a reincarnated person but I was very happy in my previous life. Why did I come to a new world? Why didn't I see anything from someone that would tell me this would happen? Frankly, I feel like the answers to these questions will definitely come to me one day. That's why I lived my life to the fullest and now I'm going to a famous Academy thanks to a rich person.This Academy is located in the Ucretnight Kingdom and joining this academy is a sign that my adventure has begun. This story may be "mediocre", but it is not "unemotional". Author FyeAndLia: Hello, here is my first book. English is not my native language. And I don't have a stupid AI to help me. But I'm here and I'm working to make my dreams come true. I took a game-like approach to the title names. Tutorial: Valid for the first three episodes of the series. There is no obligation to read these episodes. These episodes were created to provide information about the universe. Episode: Follow this route to follow the adventure. Witness the events from Nell Warden's POV. Cutscene: These episodes convey the events from another character's POV in the story. There is no obligation to read them but I think that if you read them, the question marks in your mind will find an answer.