Blackjack Crossing Golf Course Novels & Stories

I felt flattered. "Yeah. I'm Henry Fetcher by the way." He extended his hand and I shook it. "Adam Wilson, but you probably know that already." I laughed. "Say Adam, would you like to join us at the Casino Club this evening?" He invited. "Oh yeah? What have they got?" "Blackjack, Roulette, Poker..." "Sounds alright. I need to take a break from the so called problem I'm having so I guess I'll be there." "Awesome." This was the perfect way to distract myself

It was irresistible, and even though I knew in my gut that it would lead to my untimely demise, I couldn't resist. I watched happily as she gracefully moved away from the girls who had approached her, and my breath caught in my chest as she sat down across from me. Our eyes were still locked when she downed her drink before she looked away and towards Jones. I turned to glare at the man who took her attention from me, but calmed when I saw Jones refill her drink from the bottle of Jose we had claimed for the table before he gathered the cards to start the next game. The chairs quickly filled as a random group of intoxicated party guests joined us. "Alright! Ladies and gentlemen, we are chang

I nodded to a few familiar faces as I made my way toward the pro shop, where I spotted Mike reviewing his scorecard with another member. "Mr. Carter!" He waved me over. "Didn't expect to see you here today." I glanced around. "Grandfather mentioned he'd be here this morning." Mike grinned. "Course twelve. Playing with James Westbrook and Senator Dawkins. Started about forty minutes ago." Of course, Grandfather would be playing with James. The old man loved keeping tabs on my competitors. "Thanks." I headed toward the course, spotting a golf cart parked near the path. I drove the cart down the winding path, the morning sun warming my shoulders. The groundskeepers had outdone themselves, every

The people in the courtyard weren't really that much of a bother. In fact, he only told them to leave because he didn't want to see them, especially Nigel, being around Hannah. "Mr. Winchester, Ms. Emerson, we'll be waiting for both of you at the golf course," Nigel responded with a sullen expression. After he chortled, he continued, "Let's go. We'll get changed as well." There was a golf course beside Corbay Resort. Given the generous landscape of the foot of the mountain, the land was meticulously mowed and an exceptional golf turf from overseas was used for the course.

She had never played golf before, so she didn't know which direction the golf course was in, so she called Stuart and asked for the address of the location. As the golf course was a membership system, Alice had never been to a golf club before, let alone was a member of one. As a result, she was stopped outside the door by the staff. She called Stuart for help, and after waiting for a while, she finally saw someone approaching the reception, and that person whispered a few words to the staff and let her in. When they arrived at the stadium, Alice saw Sebastião warming up from afar and seemed to be preparing to swing the club. Taking a big step forward, she saw that, besides Sebastião, there

Pulled out a single black card. Heavy. Embossed. Expensive. He slid it across the table. Aiden Crestfall Inc. Annual Charity Gala. December 27th. I turned it over. Three words were written on the back in silver ink. Bring her down. The words hit like blades. And I could feel the heat of the beat of my heart close to my ears.

The sun cast long shadows over the exclusive golf course, the pristine green stretching endlessly under the warm afternoon sky. Valentin Marconi stood on the edge of the course, dressed in a tailored golf outfit, yet his mind was far from the game. He tapped his club against his shoe absently as he watched his business associate take a swing, sending the golf ball flying across the open field.

One is black and one is pink. "We are riding on bicycles?" she asked with excitement. He nodded, feeling content that she was happy. They both got on their bicycles and started riding side by side on the walking wall around the manicured lawn. "This is the golf course. I love playing golf. So I made my own golf course to play whenever I feel like I need a break" he shared while pointing at the green patch of land. Belatedly Rose noticed a goalpost in the middle. "There is a basement cum garage at the back of the cabin. Golf carts and the clubs are all stored there" he shared.

In order to promote Westguard’s project. Elijah invited Mr. Brentwood and his wife to vine golf course for a friendly match. This place was a high-end consumption zone, and there were not many guests. Today, it was particularly empty. Only the Anderson family and Mr. Brentwood and his party were here. Helen was not good at playing golf. Although her level was not high, she was well-equipped. Coupled with her graceful posture, wearing a pure white golf uniform and light makeup, she stood with her daughter, Jasmine, just like sisters.

Kenneth stood on the last stairs watching his daughter come down with Prince in Golf clothes. "Who's sick? I'm just tired, but I want to play golf with Prince. Daddy, don't be jealous," Angel said, approaching her father and kissing his cheek briefly. "Go." They walked together towards the back garden, not far from a private golf course owned by Christopher. "I guess I don't need to hold your hand anymore," Angel said realizing her hand was still around Prince's arm. They had arrived. There was already a waiter waiting and holding out two golf clubs to Angel and Prince, they stood in line and hit the golf ball together.