Blackjack Crossing Golf Course Novels & Stories

"You'll be cold." "I won't be cold." Leon sighed. He took off his golf jacket a thin white cotton jacket and tossed it toward me. "Wear that." I was surprised. "But this is your jacket..." "You're my wife, even if only on paper. I don't want you to be cold and cry again." I smiled a little. "Okay." ** That golf course turned out to belong to Sebastian. As soon as the car entered through the large gate, I saw a black marble sign. It was enormous a stretch of green grass as far as the eye could see. Shady trees lined the edges of the field. In the distance, I saw a small lake with a fountain in the middle.

Lucas asks. I look at my father. He shrugs. “I can do golf.” I nod. “Yeah, I can do some golf.” Lucas waves one of the staff over and tells them to bring a golf cart. It pulls up already stocked with clubs, and we hop in. As we drive, I take in the land around us, and it hits me again just how rich the Blackwoods really are. They’ve got a whole damn mini golf course on their property. We don’t even have a virtual one back home.

“Really? Where?” “Golf first,” Zade said, helping me down from the counter. “Something relaxing. Then maybe we’ll see where the day takes us.” The golf course was beautiful and private, reserved exclusively for pack Alphas and their guests. I’d never played golf before, but the twins were patient teachers, standing behind me to adjust my grip and stance. Zarek’s hands on my hips as he showed me how to swing properly was definitely more distracting than helpful. “I’m terrible at this,” I laughed after my ball went completely sideways for the third time.

Elizabeth closed her eyes with resignation, took a deep breath, and finally raised the golf club—— Swoosh— The big and spacious golf course was eerily quiet. Everyone present was stunned for a moment. A gentle wind brushed past her ears. The wind was very quiet, but to Elizabeth, it sounded even more terrifying than a hurricane. The wind not only blew on her face, but it also blew on her weak and fragile heart, the gentle breeze turned into a heavy blow— The ball, the little round ball, was very pitifully sitting right where it was! And what flew out was just a piece of turf behind the ball that she had managed to scrape up with her club!

Just thinking of the fact that David Smith had been terribly afraid of this pair of incompetent brothers to the point of death, made her smirk in a twisted manner. Syrian saw this and his smile flattered for the first time. That moment of reality slapping him was all it took to make the world around him clear up. They were in a foolishly expensive golf course owned by the Grey family, situated in the rich side of Seattle where no one dared entered and that golf course was being heavily guarded by several security men. All which were hired by Alexandra and none of his. It was like the veil placed over his eyes was suddenly being lifted. “What’s wrong?” Alexandra asked with a tilt to her head.

She bent her knees as if she were going to kneel. Whitney was shocked and immediately pulled her up. "What are you doing, Mom? Fine, fine. I'll go! Are you happy now?" "Really? Oh, good, good! Hurry up! Go now!" Crystal urged. Whitney had no choice but to leave with Mabel. … At that moment, Sebastian and Rosalie arrived at the Dalestone golf course. There were several limited-edition luxury cars parked at the entrance. A few young, good-looking men and women leaned against the cars as they talked and laughed happily. They were obviously from rich families.

However, Alice had trouble sleeping all night. **** Three days later, Zayden and Damian went to the Golf Club on the outskirts of Rose City in the afternoon, as promised. The waitress in a champagne gown delivered coffee to a private room. After placing a cuff of coffee in front of each of the two guests, she walked out. “Do you own this golf club?” Zayden asked. Damian, who sat across from him, took a calm sip of his cappuccino and explained, “I’m only investing in real estate here. Is that hard for you to understand?”

The 18-hole, 6,000-yard course is considered one of NYC's best golf courses. And that place was Bryan's choice. Yes, he had said goodbye just to find some suitable places to relax and have fun for them this afternoon. Alex's gaze then challenged Bryan's current direction. He even seemed to smile when he saw the entire field which was even very quiet. Of course big boss had reserved the entire golf course for today afternoon. "Wow, why did you rent this golf course? We can even play behind the house if you want," muttered Alex instantly as he put his bag down.

"No James, here, let me show you how it's done." Henry lined up his golf ball on the tee and pulled back the club. It hit the ball with a thwack. The ball flew up and over the green rolling turf. It landed after a couple descending bounces. "It's a little bit different watching you do it than actually swinging the club," Jack said. "That may be true, but a lot of deals are done on the golf course. You need to be able to keep up with these guys. So, put your back into it and hit that ball."

Nicole asked as she looked at the distant scenery. "Occasionally." "Is there anything interesting to do here?" "There's a golf course here. Do you need me to get the clubs?" Max asked. "Why not? Let's go play golf for a while." Nicole could not find other things to do, so she decided to play golf. She got onto the golf cart, and Max drove her toward the golf course. "Here's your gold club, Miss Riddle," Max said. Nicole took the club, went to a golf course tee, looked into the distance, and swung the club. The golf ball flew in a beautiful arc before landing on the grass.