Game Kings Rules Novels & Stories

Hailey had already thought it through, but she pretended to ponder for a while before saying, "Noah, I've seen you and your friends play a card game before, where drawing a king has a consequence and drawing other cards has different effects. I think that one is quite good." Noah had no idea he would be pushed into the spotlight again and happily replied, "Hailey, you mean the game of kings, right? Each person draws a card, and the one who gets the king can assign a punishment to the person with the lowest score." "But we can limit the punishment and make it a performance instead, which would be more elegant," Hailey subtly glanced towards the male guests, seeing this as an opportunity to sh

Looking around, she saw three goons standing guard at different angles in the hexagon shaped room. “New game! Entry f*e is two hundred dollars.” The commentator announced. Kimberly counted the equivalent amount worth of chips, and dropped it on the board, along side five other players. The rule of the game was simple. Each player was expected to roll two dice, while the player with the least outcome was eliminated from each round. The first player rolled a seven, followed by the second who rolled a four. Kimberly rolled next and got a nine, which meant she qualified for the next round.

Then I guess, a man who calls himself a monster, a man who people call the devil, the King of Alphas, was no ordinary man. "For this rest of the morning, however, you will all take turns sparing with myself, Ryder and my personal guard." Another round of murmurs, the stern looking guard sent a stiff nod. "Alright, I need three rows of survivors each, then we'll each get to choose a row to spar with. You come one at a time in offense, by now, you can identify all lethal attack, so the only rule is; a lethal hit, you're out." He says using Ryder to point out all the lethal attack points as a reminder.

The kind of man who belongs in a biker bar, not a carnival. “Are you here to play?” “I guess?” I say, looking at Axel. “Where is everyone?” “If you give me a minute, I’ll explain the rules.” “Go ahead,” Axel says, and I nod my head. “So, as I’m sure that you’ve already gathered, this game is called guess my kink. I’m the guesser. If you want to play, you stand up on the scale and I guess your kink. If I get it right, I win, if I don’t, you win. Make sense?”

his voice drips with skepticism. Kingston narrows his eyes. "You forget the rules, Winston?" The guy, Winston, glares back at him before directing it to me. "No. Doesn't mean I can't question you for bein' a dumbass," he answers. He turns away and starts to refill the cups on the other side of the table. "If you couldn't tell before," Kingston says as he rearranges the cups on his end, "The game is simple. You throw a ball into one of the cups on my end, and I have to drink. Vise versa."

Cain covers his mouth, throwing his head backwards as he laughs. “Don’t laugh, I know Mariam is our host but she can’t change the rules at random.” Mariam immediately bowed her head politely, her tone regretful, “I would never change the rules at random, Mr Rowan.” She tries to explain further, her fingers shaking as she emphasizes, “The game will go for three rounds and each round lowers the odds by 3 points. I apologize, I forgot to tell you a few rules for playing cards at our casino.” “Don’t be too serious, Mariam,” Cain hissed, “You are no fun, since Rowan is new to the City, we can as well just tease him, okay?”

With a spade ace flush, they would win with a single move, just surpassing Yasuo's spades king flush. "According to the rules of the 'Drawing the Dragon's Eye' game, after the Dragon Eye card is revealed and before the hole cards are revealed, there's one final opportunity to raise." Wardell's eyes were ablaze, fixed firmly on the cart beside Alexander, on the remaining 750 million chips. His voice trembled slightly. "I'll raise. Another seven hundred fifty million. I'm going all in!" At this moment, the other three Gambling Kings had thoroughly analyzed all the possible changes in the hand and did not object Wardell's decision. Their expressions were almost identical, all filled with immens

Salazar came out tonight with a few bodyguards with him, Carl knew he was on a hunt, and this young man was the prey. “Is it the King’s game?” Carl asked curiously. This time, the young man became more vigilant with his actions; the laptop bag he was holding a while ago was now secured in his body. He looked at Carl and next to Salazar, who was still looking for him. Carl knew how the King’s Game was played. It was a simple game between vicious mafia members. He once participated in the game and became the king. Its mechanics were easy. It was a game of death between the prey and the hunters. The Joker card was the prey, and the king card was for the King. The King’s role was to hunt for the

“Otherwise, this would end in a massacre.” I smirk, watching the young woman pouring his drink. “I’m just still figuring out how to replace you.” His big grin grows as he points his index at me. “Good luck with that, boss.” It is a real struggle to have them finally change the subject. They are rather determined to get more information about the girl out of me, but I’d rather cut my tongue out. Soon enough, we are talking about some idiotic sport again. We have only one rule at our weekly poker round, and it’s not to talk about business. A stupid rule that was introduced by Jenson, as I would not talk about anything else.

He hoped that this wasn't going to cost him too greatly. He took a deep breath and laid out a similar set of rules to the game he'd played to summon Lexi that first time they'd met. "Four Count Stand-off and playing to fifteen. Standard points for minors and all the majors are ten. Court cards count for 5 and the Fool is special with a value of either one or ten, the player's choice. Winner gets the dragon-slaying sword." Seeing his brother nod his understanding, Jinx stopped shuffling and dealt out the first card to the 'house'.