The Game King

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.

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!

Alfred, a history teacher on Earth is suddenly thrown into the body of Prince Alfred Lindonfall, the twelve-year-old prince and heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Ammar. With the abrupt death of his father, the responsibility to rule a Kingdom falls on his shoulders. Having to navigate a medieval court and world, his journey to creating an empire and putting his knowledge into practice sees him become a man he never knew he could be, being shaped by the new world and unique circumstances he faces. There are many characters who get a lot of focus and can be called a lead in their own right, but I won't put their character descriptions in as it would be too much of a spoiler for chapters in future. A map of the main continent in in the comments of the first chapter. Just know its not a commissioned work of art but something rough I made so readers will have an understanding of the worlds borders and design. Cover Art: not mine so here is the credit. https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/351912463658203/

In the vast Nazare Blade Empire, ruled with an iron hand by Emperor Groa Aratat, there existed eight princes, each striving for recognition and power. Among them was Josh Aratat, the most obscure and least acknowledged of the emperor’s sons. Born of a mother who passed away when he was just a child, Josh grew up in the shadows of his more celebrated brothers, his heart burdened with loss and his life marked by solitude. One fateful day, Emperor Groa decreed a challenge: each of his sons was to venture into separate regions of the empire, conquer them, and win the loyalty of their people. The prince who demonstrated the greatest strength, strategy, and ability to amass supporters would be crowned the imperial prince—the heir to the throne. The empire buzzed with speculation. Most believed the title would go to the mighty firstborn, Balek Aratat, renowned for his unparalleled strength. Others placed their bets on the cunning second-born, Jaden Aratat, or the skilled third-born, Gerard Aratat. Few gave any thought to the younger sons, particularly the sixth to eighth—Josh included. In their eyes, he was merely a shadow, unworthy of mention in the race for the throne. But everything changed when Josh encountered a dying man, condemned to execution for the crime of stealing bread. Wracked with despair and tired of his own existence, Josh made a startling decision—he offered to take the man’s place, embracing what he thought would be his end. Yet, in an unexpected twist of fate, death did not claim him. Instead, Josh emerged from the ordeal with a newfound power—an extraordinary ability granted as a result of his selfless act. This gift would not only alter the course of his life but also shake the foundations of the Nazare Blade Empire and the world beyond.

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.

He has been waiting for fifteen centuries to meet his wife again. (COMPLETED) Meet Loriel Ashborn, former king of Summeria, 15-century old immortal, a doting husband, certified simp, a wife's slave. In the land where the human race lived side by side with other races like the elves, witches, and those immortal beings often calling themselves gods, lived a powerful king, Loriel Ashborn. One fatal mistake caused him to lose the woman he loved as she was sent to the future by the evil Time Master before he died. The only way to see her again is for him to take the curse of immortality, and so he did. Now, after 15 centuries, Loriel finally found her again. But she didn't remember him? Well, who cares! This time, the shameless husband would never let her go ever again. To make her remember their life together, he even faked a terminal illness with his 'dying wish' was to experience how it was like to be married. And when he *cough cough* 'miraculously' made a full recovery, he said, "Wifey, you saved my life! Now, I owe you forever. I will repay with my body." *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: In their previous life, the king felt that he was not a good husband to his wife, so this time around, he would make up to her and be the best husband she could ever hope for. You will witness a total simp, a devoted doting husband who would pamper his wife to no end and give the whole world to her. I DON'T DO SLOW BURNS. This story will have a lot of snusnu/lemon/smut and it's not advised to read if you are prudish or underage. Also, there will be magic. A lot of magic because the male lead is a 'god' and the female lead is a 'witch'.

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.

Khan is alone in a world where the weak are prey. With no talent for cultivation, his dream of greatness seems impossible. Yet, Khan refuses to let that stop him. Through The Record of Khan, a tome chronicling his extraordinary past, his descendant unveils a story of relentless struggle—against the world, his own limitations, and the odds stacked against him. On this journey, Khan discovers an unconventional cultivation method, carving a path to greatness that transforms not only himself but the world around him. From an ordinary man to a legend, his actions reshape the future and inspire generations to come. Will Khan’s determination be enough to overcome a fate written in weakness and achieve greatness? What to expect: -MC is not a good person, though he may appear to be at first. -MC does not have a harem, though future subordinates, nobles, etc., may have them. -A Cultivator World, Unfiltered: There is no equality, and morality bends to power -MC is not a wuss or overly deferential. -Eventual kingdom building, though expect to wait a while. -Business building (you don't have to wait that long). -MC has actual relationships with people. -Legacy building. - Mix between Cultivator world and Medieval world -MC transitions from slightly nice to cold-hearted and jaded over time. Expect a journey of self-discovery, where Khan faces not only external challenges but also the transformation of his own values and identity. Release: "I'll be posting on Fridays and Saturdays at 9:01 PM Gulf Standard Time (GST) / UTC+4." "9:01 PM UTC+4" Note: The tags and content warnings are there to give me freedom as I develop the light novel. Please feel free to share as much feedback as you can. Your feedback is invaluable! If something feels off or a character seems inconsistent, let me know.

He became Arthur. He lived his life as Arthur and claimed Excalibur. Now, he has returned with a purpose. Beneath the surface of the world lies a twisted world known as the veil—an dimension where monsters are born from corrupted human emotions and desire. The deeper you go, the more terrifying they become. Each Layer is sealed. Each hides a god-like being, waiting to rise to the surface. Now, Sylas bears the responsibility of keeping the gate between both worlds from breaking. [Keys are passed down through generations. No one knows where they came from, but those keys can open doors to another world — a world filled with deadly trials. If you complete the trial, you return with blessings from gods, mythical beasts, and ancient warriors. The amount of blessings you earn depends on how well you perform. But if you fail, the door shatters… and you are gone forever. If you survive, you are given a permanent rank — a rank that decides your place in society for the rest of your life.]

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"

This is my second Novel. I’m still learning and working on both my novels. hope you enjoy reading it My other Novel: Kingdom of Valor

The gods are gone, but their blood still courses through royal veins, shaping empires long after their abandonment. Darrow Ghaldre, the feared Kingslayer King, seeks to annihilate every other monarch and their kin to break the divine grip on mankind. Now, twenty cycles later, peace decays as crops rot, beasts prowl, and whispers stir of god-blood that survived. Johanus Dhulos, once Ghaldre’s blade, now tends his fields in peace with his son Quintin. Until a shadow from the past comes hunting. The end of kings was only the beginning.

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.

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.

Simon Callus is a rare type of werewolf. The rare that borders on myth, but he's no myth. Except, he might as well be. ~ Eighteen-year-old, Simon Callus, lost his pack and parents at fifteen. Having barely escaped, he ends up in the clutches of rogues. After that, he spends three years in their captivity until he is freed by an attacking pack. Except, he only ends up a prisoner once again. Then, the Head Alpha comes and Simon is shocked to find out that he's his mate. Soon enough, he's freed and gets thrown onto the path of finding the truth about himself and what he is. ~ 'There is a prophecy. One as old as time---some would say---that tells of a king born of two worlds. A king that is said to be able to command the entire werewolf population. The Alpha-King.'

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.

They call him a ghost. A king who walks in silence — unseen, unfelt, unknown. Even the shadows pass by, blind to his truth. He doesn't wear a crown. He doesn’t rule with armies or gold. His power lies in whispers, fear, and the sharp edge of secrets. To the world, he is nothing. To those who truly know him — he is everything they should fear. But beneath the mask of indifference… is a heart still burning with a past he buried. The only one he ever loved The only one he could never protect Now , if the wrold dares to stand between them He will burn it all down! In a world where loyalty is dead and power is everything, can a silent king remain untouched — or will the truth tear his kingdom apart?

Alan Albuquerque, a 17-year-old boy whose life has been defined by hardship and humiliation, has his reality shattered when memories of a past life come flooding back. Transported back in time with only one purpose—to protect his sister Alice Albuquerque at all costs—he will claw his way to the pinnacle of survival, forging himself into humanity's last shield against the monstrous tide threatening to eradicate mankind.

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.