Cards Oc Novels & Stories

“I'll be joining the hockey program and becoming part of the Playbook house.” The audience erupted, half clapping while the other half murmuring. My heart skipped in my chest, eyes widening in shock. He gestured toward the girl beside him. “This is Caroline and she’ll be joining me.” Caroline waved shyly and Roderigo sighed dramatically into the mic. “What happened with Maddox was unfortunate. But I’m not here to hold grudges. I’m here to move forward.” The applause grew louder. People were buying it, every single fake ass second of it.

he noted. ‎She said nothing. ‎Didn’t move. ‎Didn’t cry. ‎His lips curved faintly. ‎“Smart girl.” ‎For a brief moment, they simply looked at each other. ‎Then he reached into his pocket. ‎Pulled something out. ‎A card. ‎He flicked it lightly. ‎It landed at her feet. ‎Blackjack. ‎“Run,” he said casually. ‎And she did. ‎This time, she didn’t stop. ‎She ran into the darkness.

It was a four of hearts. Colt raised another cigarette. Not wanting to be out done, I mated him. Alec nodded and flipped another one. I got another nine. Colt put another one in and I added two instead of one. “Lady raised you, do you match or fold?” Alec said in his dealer voice. Colt studied me before adding another one. Alec flipped the last card over and it was a ten. Colt put two more cigarettes in and I matched him. “Alright, flip them over.” Alec said.

I asked, bewildered. Sasha looked at me with raised eyebrows. "You don’t know what this is?" I shook my head, and Sasha handed me the card. It was plain but gleaming, with no visible chip. In one corner, three small letters were inscribed: "M.C.S." The card's simplicity was overshadowed by its aura of opulence and power.

While she was puzzled, Thomas answered, “No problem, we bet $10,000,000. Open the cards.” Emma took a deep breath, and she prayed that she could get some big cards. After all, this round was worth $10,000,000. She could not lose! “God bless us.” Emma secretly prayed while opening her three cards, including Two of Clubs, Eight of Clubs, and Ten of Hearts. These three cards were not related at all! It was neither flush nor straight. It was not even three of a kind. The cards were single! The problem was that the largest card was Ten of Hearts, which was considered quite small in the single cards.

Somehow, Daniel made that work and I didn't care to ask how. The fourth man, his name was imprinted in my head. Orion Huntington. This piece of shit had a daddy with pockets so deep that it almost made my father look like a pauper compared. With that being said, it was easy to hide his son's discrepancies and even easier to make finding the dipshit's medical records impossible. We had no idea that he had Dextrocardia — a condition where the heart pointed to the right side of the chest instead of the usual left. Because of that, the asshole survived. "Hey!" A voice called and I grinned to myself, "get off my car."

“Do you want to play with us?” Hugo’s face broke into a charming smile showing dimples on both his cheeks. “Really? Can I? Please teach me. I don’t know how to play these.” “What? You suck, man.” A blush spread over Hugo’s cheeks but he endured Ponjie’s taunt. “I can learn.” “Whatever. Since you’re new to this, here. Let’s check all the cards.” The three of them got busy laying out all the cards and grouping them based on their kind. Hugo was once again amused with what he’s seeing. He clarified, “So this is what we call the standard deck of cards containing four suites: hearts, diamonds, spades, and clubs?”

Drak said, handing him his card. The bartender looked down at it, and his eyes widened in shock as he thought, "That is an Express Centurion Card. It is the most exclusive credit card in the world and is commonly known as the “Amex Black Card.' How did he get his hands on this bad boy if he's kneeling and begging for a job... I bet he stole it. If that is the case...” Picking up the card, he gave Drak a faint smile and then put the card into his pocket as the smile faded from his lips.

Bowden laughed mockingly. The card Leon took out had a garish appearance, with the words, Supreme Card, printed on the upper right corner. It looked more like a saloon membership card rather than a bank card! What kind of fool would pay hospital bills with a saloon membership card? Bowden struggled to control himself from cackling like a madman!

I walked over to the table and sat down in the seat that she had told me too. I could see the cards that she was playing with clearer now. They looked like playing cards, only they had different pictures. They were bright colours with gold on a dark purple background. Caroline smiled as I looked at the cards with interest. “Oracle cards dear,” she said with a smile. “These are known as the weaver deck, and are very powerful.” “Oh,” I said. I wasn’t sure what else to say. “I didn’t know you played with these.” Caroline smiled and turned over a card.