Bad Things Happen Bingo Novels & Stories

He hooks his arm around my waist. Finn orders for himself and Becca, while Miles orders for us. The bartender gives us a weird look when we all order two each but doesn't ask any questions. After sliding across our beverages, we take them each in our hands and walk over to one of the few spare tables. We all take a seat, Becca spilling one of her drinks already. She dramatically gasps as she rights the glass, looking sheepish. Finn raises his glass with a smirk. "Here's to the first of many shitty weddings we'll probably have to suffer together."

Mom said irritably. " Brian's father owes Big D, apparently Mr. Tremblay isn't just some wealthy businessman, he has men who do dirty work for Big D, in order words he trains boys to become assassins for Big D's use." My mom dropped her wine glass and sat up on the chair. " I'm gonna need you to sit down Mason." " Fine" Mason said sitting down. " Go on"

Today is a good day. “How was bingo night? Did you win?” She pulled a face “Mr. and Mrs. Pine from the west wing were the victors once more” Ah, the power couple and bane of everyone else on bingo nights “Sorry,” I say with a small laugh. “I was close though” “You’ll get it next time, I thought you were going to initiate a partnership with one of the ladies, Gertrude?” the residents of St. Anna took their games very seriously as the winner got a scepter and bragging rights until the next game.

“Well, ain’t that just my luck? Of all the rich folks to have on my bus, I get the one with enemies.” “Fantastic luck,” I deadpanned. He pulled out his phone. “I’ll call for assistance, but service is crap out here.” “Of course it is,” I muttered. Whatever the person in question had set up in the bus, he had timed it perfectly in such a way that I’d be trapped in a place I won’t be able to return from. I looked back at the bus, the passengers inside unaware of the potential danger. If someone had gone this far to stop me, what was next?

He even recognised a few of them from evenings at Sarah’s apartment. “Let’s watch the worst looking one,” Lucas suggested happily. “I love it when they are unashamedly bad. A lot of the famous ones have bingo games to go with them.” Flynn was content to go along with that plan. It was a new culture to him. He normally just didn’t enjoy bad content. Lucas took over and selected one film and brought up a game card on his phone. “Whoever spots one first gets to kiss the other,” he said. “I think we will both enjoy it.”

"With me at the table today, winning's a sure thing! I'm basically a lucky charm. Who'd pass that up?" Regina Wade said, gazing at everyone confidently. In that instant, I realized I had been reborn! In my previous life, Regina kept claiming she was a lucky charm. Everyone who took her advice and joined the bet struck it rich. But I was the only one who lost everything. I thought once I paid off my gambling debts, it would be over, but things only got worse.

He learned the shit from programming video games of all things. "What the fuck boss?" My guys were pissed but they were nowhere near my level. I didn't let my mind play the guessing game that was no way to go into an Op. If I started thinking it might be one asshole and focused entirely on him then I might miss something. I'm a free market thinker everyone is suspect except the three women sitting in my truck. If the fucker was watching this play out he was gonna need a rocket launcher if he wanted to fuck with them. "Task complete." Who the fuck thought of giving Tessie Marilyn Monroe's voice anyway? That shit was just off. We walked over to where she'd picked apart what turned out to be an

“How bad was the day?” Olivia considered. “Scale of one to ten?” “Sure.” “Jack.” Tessa didn’t hesitate. “We’ll take six. To start.” The waiter nodded and disappeared. “Love that for us,” Isabella said, adjusting her bracelet. The shots arrived quickly. Clear liquid in neat little glasses, lime wedges on a small plate beside them. They didn’t wait. Glasses clinked. “To bad decisions,” Tessa declared. “To better ones,” Isabella corrected.

Song of the chapter; Halo by Beyonce. "Why did you do that? You really shouldn't have. Honestly you shouldn't." I said to Bashir the moment I found him in the house after my interview. I've moved partly to stay with Baaba only going home to get important documents and food from Iyamé that I miss.

Everything here is already resolved. We set off towards the bingo hall. Yes, it's a bingo hall, but it's just a facade because behind the scenes, there's high-stakes gambling where people lose everything, even their lives, due to their bets. Like me, many ended up losing everything they had due to addiction, and some even lost their lives because they couldn't handle the debts acquired here.