Gambling Stone Novels & Stories

A tremor runs from my hand up my arm and directly to my dick. Wow. “This one,” she says, looking up at me through inky lashes. I shift in my seat, trying to bring my body under control, and turn up my palm. It’s the gray pawn. “Black.” I turn the board so that the gray chess pieces are in front of her. “Okay. I’ll start.” Four moves in and I’m dragging my hands through my hair. “As usual, you’ve been holding out on me, haven’t you?” My tone is wry.

It was obvious that he was a passionate gambler. "Alright, I'll bet against you," said another jewelry merchant as he immediately walked over to inspect the stone. Everyone became curious about the stone inside the short man's box. "If you're unsure and need a stone expert, I've already prepared them. The f*e is two hundred million. However, it doesn't guarantee a win or a loss," Riza said as he promoted the stone experts he had invited. Although he had already paid them, he was still willing to let them earn extra money.

Chad said. Grace sneered, "That's not enough. The bidding on this stone has already reached three million." "Four and a half million, I'll buy it!" Chad stood up, his tension evident. Seeing Chad's anxiety, Grace assumed there was something valuable inside the stone, far exceeding four and a half million. "No deal! I won't sell this stone. Unless..." "Unless what?" Grace was convinced there was something valuable inside the stone when she saw Chad's nervousness. "Unless you gamble with me. If I lose, I'll give you the stone for free!"

The old man grumbled silently. Young people nowadays were difficult to handle. He continued, “Just continue walking ahead until you cross two streets. You’ll find a shop called Emerald Studio. All you need to do is enter. You’ll find the real stone gambling street there.” He did not forget to give Chase a reminder.

Furthermore, any attempt to befriend them would be useless; I was a burnt steak of meat after all. The man looked bigger than the others, with his muscles and mysterious aura. As square-jawed and handsome as ever, but with a steely glint in his eyes that I’ve never seen before. If I were outside, I would definitely gather my courage and talk to him. I would obviously lie to find a topic to share with him. Lies protect from betrayers. Suddenly, I got an idea; I would lie and see if he turned, if he did I would try my best to approach him… If not… I put my hands around my mouth and shouted. “I know where the heart of gems is.”

Now, I was alone. "Nika..." and there was Kelvin. "Yes?" I answered. "I'm going to head out," he told me. "Are you crazy? It's 1 a.m. Why don't you just spend the night here?" I offered. "I don't know. I—" "I won't take no for an answer," I interrupted firmly. "Okay, fine," he relented with a smile. Kelvin's P.O.V "Miss, to win the prize, you need to throw those darts at the dartboard. If you hit the bullseye, you get that huge teddy bear over there," the shop owner explained, pointing to a massive teddy bear with a heart-shaped logo on its tummy.

it, Mizuki held me back. We need to wait a little longer before we can retrieve the stone. If we get it now, you won't get your wolf and we won't become full Grimlock. " She said to me, So I pulled back my hand and just happened to look up and see a hole in the roof of the chamber. I also saw moonlight coming through the hole and followed the lightbeam and found that it ended where the moonstone was. It was at that moment that I knew what I had to do. It was almost midnight and the moon was starting to phase into the great full moon. I began to walk towards the altar where the moonstone was located, and as the moon moved closer to the hole in the roof, a beam of moonlight was moving along t

“Yes, love, everything is fine, ‘’ I added, entering Rebecca’s game. “As I probably know, you recognized me. We need the most sparkling dress for...my lady over here. For the Treasure Awards Gala.” “Of course... Mr. Stone...” And as soon as she said that, she was out of sight. I then turned to Rebecca, who seemed to be already amused by the situation. “Darling?” I asked, raising an eyebrow, though I didn’t dislike it at all. “Looked like you needed some help there” she was even more amused, widening her smile.

“The stone gambling site is one of the corporation’s biggest projects. “Since we have legal documents for the site, countless people would come to spend their money here to gamble every single year. “Every year, the family spends half of our earnings collecting stones and bringing them out in batches for the people at the gambling site. “Because of the trouble that’s about to come to the city, we decided to bring out every stone we have in store. “We separated the stones into three batches and made a major gambling event from them. “The first batch did reel in a lot of money…”

If he could come across relics, he would bring back one or two, which was considered a stroke of luck. Who knew a little girl, just standing there all alone next to the boulder, not moving or showing any emotion, letting people open the stone. In the eyes of experts, that rough stone was just a piece of junk, nothing good could come out of it. As they say, "gambling is like flipping a coin, one side is heaven and the other is hell." Even those with a keen eye need to rely on luck. Maybe it could cost one or two bucks to see if it's real amethyst, or it could just be a piece of broken rock.