Bad Things Happen Bingo Novels & Stories

Milli was thinking about tomorrow’s baking when she heard Ben call out. “Dorine, we have a Bingo. Milli’s got the iron cross.” His eyes held so much amusement, teasing her without a word for not paying attention. Milli looked at him surprised and then down at her card, it was half marked out. Ben drew his finger across the center and then down through the center. “Congrats, Milli you won.” “Oh wow, I thought it had to be an X.” Then she stumbled over reading aloud the letters and numbers.

I eyed each of the booth that we passed by and settle on the balloon pops. "That." I pointed my finger to the balloon pops mini games and walked there. "Hello, what can I help you?" "We would like to play, please." The guy who stands behind the booth hand us each 5 darts. He explains the rules to us and who could hit 5 balloons will win a big prize whereas the one who can’t, will win the smaller prize.

They reached the door and the large man in front of them held it open, his tight shirt barely fitting him. “Evening ladies.” He smiled and tipped his cowboy hat, Rebecca waving as Trisha did her thing in an effort to get them a free trip into the nightclub. The bouncer blushed and motioned for the guy at the cash register to let them in, a few other girls behind them grumbling at the unfairness of it all. Rebecca simply thanked the guy that worked to collect a fee from everyone and moved into the overwhelmingly loud room. The dark lights lit the place up in a way that left her almost dizzy. If she’d not felt her age a few minutes ago, she certainly did now. “I might look twenty-three, but I’

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Her mother had once frowned on the use of tarot cards, but she now had hers read every six months without fail. ‘What about the flyers announcing our anniversary sale? Have they gone out?' ‘Of course,' Emily returned with annoyance, then burrowed her face in Miss Bastet’s thick coat. Rachel hid a grin, very aware that it was Wednesday, and on Wednesdays the Women’s Auxiliary of her mother’s church gathered for bingo. All in the name of fund-raising, of course. It was her mother’s one vice: meeting her friends to have lunch and gossip for an afternoon. A vice her mother deserved.

"You're telling me to do what you couldn't do. I call them, and what? These useless authorities in this state will do nothing, and I end up being prey to some fraternity? Do you know what that means?" "Please, I'm really sorry." "You brought this upon me," Hilda said, her words cutting deep. "I warned you never to go to that Dazzle bar, but you refused. Now, you've brought your bad luck to me." Boma was taken aback by her words. "My bad luck?" she asked, feeling hurt. "Yes. You are bad luck. You are bad news, and I wish I never met you. My life was fine before you entered school."

I point to him, gesturing towards the back of the bingo hall. It takes us another ten minutes to get over there, but once we do, the loudness of the place has been cut in half. Over here, out of the way, it isn't nearly as bad as in the thick of everything. "We'll have to wait for the new game," I explain as we get our stuff set up. Glancing over at him, I notice he doesn't have his own dabber. "Do you want to use my blue one?" I hold it out to him, almost as if I'm offering him a sacred piece of a puzzle. "You sure?" he quirks an eyebrow at me. "These are lucky and all, what if some of the luck rubs off on me?"

He looked at us and said yes. “ Alexander, let's make a bet.” “ What is it? And Paulina we are still kids we can’t make a bet, that’s gambling.” Alexander explained but Paulina shook her head. “ It's not gambling because there’s no money involved. You're so serious Alexander.” “ What’s the bet then?” Paulina grabs her chin like she’s thinking but her mischievous smile gives away her scheme. “ Well for example if I win in the bingo game I am allowed to call your mom my mommy for tonight and tomorrow on my birthday.” She spoke with confidence in her voice while Alexander just shrugged his shoulders. He reached his hand and patted Paulina’s head.

“Okay! Let’s get this started.” She spread the cards. “If you pick a card and it shows a diamond, that’s a dare. If you pick gold, it’s true.” Her grin widened. “But no matter what, if you fail, you drink an entire bottle of vodka. So, absolutely no backing out.” The group roared with enthusiasm. “Hope it’s interesting?” Isabella whispered to Ava. Ava nodded. “Just have fun, girlie. It’s harmless.” Isabella doubted that. Nothing felt harmless tonight.

After that incident, Bexley City underwent earth-shaking changes. All four prominent families suffered heavy blows. Without their support, the Grant Corporation collapsed overnight, drowning in massive debt. They were blacklisted, hunted daily by creditors, until finally, the family vanished without a trace. As for Isla, after returning home, she lived in constant terror of retaliation. Unable to withstand the crushing pressure, she eventually leapt from a building and ended her life. My words had come true. Those who hurt me would always pay the price.