King Dice Novels & Stories

“What number do you see?” “One!” Elijah and David’s lips quivered. They looked away from looking astonished at James. James studied their expression and knew instantly that something bad was happening. Not the atmosphere but about himself. Probably related to the number one. “I don’t take him as that… number. One.” David felt sorry for him. “I was three and you were five.” Elijah pointed that out. “Amel and Keira were endless. Their dice were endless. It is changeable unlike us. Amongst us, only two of them had such tremendous dice.”

But she only smiled. "It looks like you can't escape this one, Sir." Kevin narrowed his eyes on her. "Traitor." Graziel quickly covered her mouth to hide her laughter. "I'm sorry." "Too late." A few moments later, the three of them were sitting together on the living room carpet. The game board was spread out in front of them. Junie went first. Then it was Graziel's turn. Kevin rolled the dice last. "Daddy!" "What?" "No cheating."

When Keegan brought Stella there, Arthur was enthusiastically gambling with a group of people. They were playing Craps, a dice game that involved betting on the outcome of the dice roll. Everyone had a certain amount of chips piled up, but only Arthur had nothing in front of him. The dealer was rolling the dice, and Arthur's expression was bitter as he locked his eyes on the swift hands of the dealer. It was as if he wanted to pry them open. 'Oh no, it looks like he lost a lot of money,' Stella thought to herself. As the dealer stopped rolling the die, the gamblers placed their bets one by one. Stella quickly went forward and called, "Great-grandpa!"

she hushed, and I let out a rumbling laugh. "So, let me break it down for you," a lady with short pink hair began. "We take turns rolling these dice. One has different actions written on them, and the other has different body parts. When you roll the dice, you either do the action on the dice or you take two shots of this bad boy right here," she explained, pointing to the large bottle on the table. "Oh, and your partner can drink for you, but they have to take four shots instead of two," she added.

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.

The fewer dice you had, the harder it was to get big numbers to rack up the score. Jinx wanted to pass the god in kit form as well, but that might put him in a position to be past his own seat and into Frog's. With the dice laid out in front of the big white tom, Jinx worried he might be cursed or something. He'd not lost as many dice as Purl but the rolls he was getting were barely enough to keep him in the game. "This is bullshit!" Purl snarled as the music just kept going and going. "That's because we aren't doing it right." Tarsi giggled with the sound of evil intent. "I forgot to mention it's also Sardine Can."

Ash nods, smirking, “I think I’d like something different. But we also have those games we bought ages ago that we’ve never used.” Kai raises his eyebrows and nods appreciatively. Ash gets up and finds one of them, there were lots of cards and a six-sided die. Kai looks through the cards of positions while Ash finds the instructions. “Shuffle the cards, and pick six.” Kai grins and does so, laying them out on the bed. “Anything there she’d veto?” Kai and Ash study the positions,

Yami explained the rules of the game they will play. "We'll pull out the stick together, whoever gets the king, he can command two numbers. The selected number simply has to do the orders of the king. There is no backing out. After doing the task one of the number should say your orders has been complete. Your majesty. Game? " Yami added. Lance, who was obviously Yami's accomplice, nodded one after another. David simply nodded. Dawn was forced to join. As Yami said. He took four ice cream sticks. He wrote the king with a stick and three numbers for the remaining three sticks.

First there were the dice. Ilyria took a seat at the small round games table. She stared at the chair opposite, imagining her father there. The two Zaroyu dice were carved from bone and had multiple, irregularly shaped sides. They looked identical but she knew they were not. She started to roll them one at a time, tracking the numbers. She had to be quick, or she would miss the moment when they switched. And she would only know they had switched if she had worked out the sequence each was using. It was a game she learned at her father’s knee. She could almost predict when the switch would happen and stopped rolling as soon as it did. Game over.

Only she could whisper without anyone hearing. “Oh,” I mouthed, breathing a sigh of relief. “Now it’s my turn.” Alpha Jerry took the dice and its covering almost immediately from him and shook the dice; then landed it on the table with a defiant slap. “It’s a six.” Jefferson rolled along. Alpha Jerry gave an icy laugh. “Trying to copy my style?” He grinned amidst brown teeth. “I take it to be three.” Unveiling the dice, it turned out to be a two. When it was a number closest to any neither the party picked, it had to be rolled again by the same person.