Bloody Knuckles Coin Game Novels & Stories

Matteo asked, his interest had risen. Organic solid gold, heavy with thick deep inscriptions. Each side of the coin had different faces carved on them. The coin was resting on Matteo's right palm. Lexi had lightly tossed him the coin to check its quality. He was not going to fall for a fixed game. He tossed it back at her and she deftly caught it. Matteo poured himself another glass of brandy and drank while waiting for Lexi's gamble. "You took a good look at the coin I presume, so let's play a game of heads or tail, best one out of one," Lexi continued.

"I told you it evolves but don't worry, they only have the strength not mysticism" "How does this game work? I'm in to listen" "The game has five rounds, we need a coin to flip high for head and tail, the head is for which opponent will attack first while the other is for the second strike to end the other's stamina. The game is still the same as the first round however before the other round commences the two opponents will place bets but in the beginning not yet though. Whoever won the last round will take all the bets and it will give you a chance if you want to free the beast and let it live beyond the walls or pet it"

As curiosity is coating me, I downloaded it and try it. At first, I’m a bit out of it, because I don’t kind of understand the game. First thing I thought maybe it’s just a game so I just continue checking it. As there is a game, I try to join that game and find out that it’s a picking to kiss game. There’s a cycle of people from different countries in that room and there’s a bottle between those boxes of people. I just stay there and watch what they do. And as I already got the mechanics, when it’s my turn I played too.

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

“We’re not a normal couple. What good could it to do for us?” I giggled. “Nothing, maybe. But it sounds like a hell of a laugh!” Travis held his hands up. “All right, whatever gives you a kick.” He grinned. I read the instructions. The game actually required the players to lose a piece of clothing or do something kinky depending on the question. The more interesting to a player the answer was, the higher the bet, the kinkier the action would be. “Hmmm… now, this is interesting,” Travis said, grinning.

I roll my neck, spit blood from where I’ve already bitten my tongue, and grin like the lunatic they all know I am. “Clock starts on the first punch,” Ghost calls from the sidelines, voice flat. “Fifteen minutes or until you stay down. Your choice.” I spread my arms wide, inviting them. “Come on then, brothers. Let’s dance.” Knox moves first, because of course he does. He’s my blood, and blood always hits hardest. His fist slams into my ribs with a sound like splitting wood. Air explodes from my lungs and I stagger, but I laugh. wet, ragged, insane, and swing back wild, catching him across the jaw. He barely flinches.

“We need another couple for the games!” We didn’t have a chance to react before the woman was already herding us toward a circle of couples sitting on blankets spread across the cobblestones. The first game involved cards—a Bloodmoon version of a matching game that required both partners to work together to remember which cards had been played. Andrei and I fumbled through the first round, laughing when we inevitably chose the wrong cards. “You’re supposed to be remembering the red ones,” I hissed under my breath as Andrei reached for a blue card.

Lifting my injured leg, I showed him the blood trickling down in a thin line. "Lick it clean, or I'll make sure you're carried out of here on a stretcher." Colton let out a disgusted sound, scrunching up his face. "That's gross." I shot him a glare. "You don't get it. Saliva's antiseptic." While we bantered back and forth, Zach turned to leave. Colton's bodyguards blocked the door, clearly unwilling to let him off so easily. A commotion erupted outside, and then Wynona burst through the door, right on cue.

The boys grinned. "What is that?" they asked. Yuan and Joshua, as well as brother Luis, were just making excuses. Tact is like divination in my mind. "The mechanics of the game have cards. There are ten pieces. More can be placed at the end where the Glass aquarium is. And not with hands. Neither will feet be used.

The man snapped his fingers, and a bodyguard in black stepped forward, retrieved the coin, and placed it in the man's hand. "Now, I have a brilliant idea," he said, grinning like the devil. "I'm going to reward you for your stupidity. I'll flip this coin—heads, I'll break your right arm, and tails, I burst open one of your kneecaps. How does that sound?"