King Dice Novels & Stories

She got ready, wore a cute matching tan sweat set, paired with black lace up boots, some rings and a watch. As she walked downstairs, she could already hear the bustling noises in the kitchen as their parents planned a not so surprising surprise and mind you which was the fault of the werewolf hearing and their parents being so predictable. She entered the dining area, lo and behold, they all yelled surprise and each of them proceeded with hugging and wishing me happy birthday. Kylie hugged me last and whispered in my ear, “we are going to have lots of fun, like loads of it. And you won’t say no to anything today or I swear I am going to kill you.”

I didn’t dare look at the results, other than to see a thankfully low six on the numeral die. As I looked away I noticed Dante walking out of the far door, clearly not wanting to play Keaton’s new game. I immediately tore my eyes away and fixed them on Keaton, however. I had a pretty good feeling I was meant to be giving Keaton my attention and he wouldn’t appreciate it going elsewhere. He was still looking at my dice, but the second one was shielded out of my view. Before I could see what it was, he swept them up and offered them back to me.

“Mr King,she can do anything with us,right?” I swallowed. “Of course.”Marcelo replied. Bastard. “Choose as you please.” Damian picked up a dice cup,a plan forming in his mind. “Renee,let’s keep it simple for now.Guess the dice roll,loser drinks.” The table was laden with all sorts of potent alcohol. “Mr Moore, I don’t think she can play this sort of game.”Someone jeered.”Forget dice,Miss Hudson probably can’t even interpret them.”