Ace And Spades Novels & Stories

"Deal the hand, I need to win back some snacks." Josh dealt but was clearly distracted. I glanced at my cards, I had the eight, queen, king and ace of hearts, along with the four of clubs. It was nothing if I didn't pick up anything good, or I could discard the four and hope for another heart to make a flush. Or, if I was really daring, I could get rid of the eight as well and hope for the jack and ten of hearts, making the royal flush.

He was convinced he would win. I slipped my second card under the first, leaving just the corner exposed. It could be an ace. It could be a four. Let them guess. I smiled. "Your turn, Uncle." He quickly flipped his second card. Three of spades. My face changed instantly. If he had the smallest straight flush, I would lose badly. "Niece, open your cards." I clenched my fists and flipped. Two of spades. A gasp rippled through the room. "How is that possible? That was clearly an ace!"

I glanced at Liam to ensure he was comfortable, and he nodded. Toralei explained the rules of the game: we would spin the bottle, and whoever it pointed to would pick a card from the box. The card would determine whether the person would be dared or asked a question. Toralei spun the bottle slowly, and my heart raced as I followed its movement. It eventually stopped, pointing directly at me. What terrible luck. "Alright, Jenna," Toralei said, passing me the box. I reache d inside and searched its contents before selecting a piece of paper.

he noted. ‎She said nothing. ‎Didn’t move. ‎Didn’t cry. ‎His lips curved faintly. ‎“Smart girl.” ‎For a brief moment, they simply looked at each other. ‎Then he reached into his pocket. ‎Pulled something out. ‎A card. ‎He flicked it lightly. ‎It landed at her feet. ‎Blackjack. ‎“Run,” he said casually. ‎And she did. ‎This time, she didn’t stop. ‎She ran into the darkness.

he told her with a twinkle in his dark eyes. She smiled, laying the cards on the table, watching the expression of horror and utter shock cross his handsome face. Besides the ten, jack and ace, Sandra secured the queen and king of spades. Creighton narrowed his eyes, lying down a full house. Two tens and three fours. Good, but not as good as her royal flush. Sandra’s smile widened, leaning back in her chair, a wicked gleam in her eyes as she raised a single brow. Creighton drew a deep breath as he pulled his tee-shirt off.

Following her lead, I pick the card closest to me, flipping it open. It reveals an ace of kings? “Who wins?” I asked “On one, we keep playing until someone wins” “Okay, so it’s your turn now?” She nods and flips open a card. It reviles a six of diamonds causing me heart to jump “Did you win?” I asked pointing at the previous card she upturned “No, but close” “But it’s the same color” the five of hearts and six of diamonds were both red colored “Yes, but the shape has to be the same not just color”

“I have to see your cards.” He shoved his whole pile into the middle and flipped over the final two cards. Not a club to be seen. Just the three of spades. I had one pair. Sam crowed. “Three queens, if you can beat that.” I blinked. Yep, the other community card he’d flipped over was the queen of hearts, and he had the spade in his hand. “No.” I dropped my cards on the table. “I think I want to watch TV.”

The entire cabin erupted into chaos the second Faust revealed Lewis' cards. Even Kiran couldn't refrain from springing up from his seat. He stared at Lewis' hole cards. They were, in fact, an Ace of Spades and a King of Spades! Faust's eyes widened. He looked at Lewis in shock. How could it be? Lewis said, "Looks like luck is on my side." "How is that possible?" Kiran's face contorted. He slumped back onto his seat and looked up at Faust. His eyes seemed to accuse Faust of cheating.

The odds were now firmly in Oliver’s favour. “I do declare I shall stick right there!” he cried ecstatically, slapping the red felt table with his hand. “Come now Cedric let us see what you have.” Cedric nodded, everyone held their breath as the first card was revealed. Ace of Spades. A large “oomph” and clicking of cheeks echoed around Oliver. A nine, ten, jack, queen or king would beat him, his feeling of victory suddenly felt premature. As Cedric moved his hand to turn over his second card Oliver drifted into an almost out-of -body experience.

" You know what let's just start over. It's clear you have the upper hand here because I'm in your room and you're a big strong man." His eyebrows furrowed as I spoke. " I'm Sayd, Sayd Pierce," I said walking from the bed and stopping in front of him. "Kace," he said making eye contact with me for the first time. His eyes were the brightest brown, almost hazel. His bow-shaped curves into a smirk complimenting his perfectly curved face. It wasn't hard to point out how handsome he was, almost breathtaking "Nice to meet you, Kace," I said breaking off my stare and clearing my throat. " And thank you for not leaving me at the party. "