Running Count Blackjack Novels & Stories

She was just a maid. He was the cold heir of a billion-dollar empire. One night changed everything. Fang Jia tried to run… but she failed. Because now—she’s carrying his child. And the man who should have let her go… refuses to let her leave. With a powerful finance, a cruel family, and a secret that could destroy everything— how long can she keep running? Or worse… what if she doesn’t want to run anymore?

Mia, a beautiful and innocent girl, is running away from someone. When she stumbles upon a city, she's determined to have a fresh start. But it isn't as peaceful as it seems to be, as mysteries and murder lurk just beneath the surface. Even more so when she becomes entangled with two men, both hiding something. When the bodies begin piling up, who is to blame? It would seem Mia has never gotten away at all.

Ella never imagined her life would turn out like this. Running away from the man she had fallen in love deeply, carrying a secret inside of her. Cutting ties with everyone she knew just to protect not only herself, but Xavier. No matter how hard she tried to escape, forces beyond her control made that impossible. Not knowing who to trust anymore, Ella finds her thrown into a world of betrayal, lies and danger.

Mari is running away from her abusive boyfriend when she runs into Stefan. Stefan, a werewolf king, has mistaken her for his destined mate, and before she can correct him, he bites and mates with her. Mari is happy enough with her newfound life as the werewolf king's mate, but will her happiness last when Stefan's fated mate, who so happens to be her long-lost twin sister, shows up?

Mara Voss, 28, had everything mapped out: a brilliant career in Manhattan, a boyfriend on the verge of proposing, and a best friend who grounded her. In a single night, all three pillars of her life collapse at once — and at the hands of each other. Betrayed by the people she loved most, Mara must rebuild herself in the very city that witnessed her fall, without running, without giving up. And then Caleb Shaw appears — the wrong man at exactly the right moment.

Five years ago, Edwina, the princess of Avalor is betrothed to the powerful Lycan king of Galentia for a marriage between two kingdoms. It is a promise of an alliance and in a few years, she is supposed to return to Galentia and become his queen. However, due to a mix of debauchery caused by a vicious wolf who seeks power, Edwina is framed for killing the Lycan’s mother. What happens when after years of running, the Lycan king finds her? Which will be stronger, the mate bond or the revenge?

From the time I could count coins, my parents hammered one lesson home—if a boy did not start saving young, he would never have enough to win himself a wife. They opened a bank account in my name, vowing that money would only ever flow in, never out. And so, every birthday bill and crumpled allowance found a home in that card. I kept funneling every hard-earned paycheck into that same old account even after I moved to the city to chase my own future. At that point, that habit was done more out of reflex than reason. However, I was blindsided by acute kidney failure after years of working myself to the bone. Suddenly, that money was not just savings—it was my lifeline. My dad's voice trembled on the phone. He claimed he had forgotten the password and urged me to just take out an online loan for now. I hauled myself to the bank, my feet still shaky from my dialysis treatment. I clutched my ID, determined to file a loss report and reset the password myself. The teller's words froze me in place. "Sir, this account was emptied six months ago." Panic surged through me. I demanded a full printout of every transaction. The statement of the most recent transfer glared up at me from the paper, stating, "Wedding fund for our precious daughter, Natalia Callahan, plus the down payment for her luxury car."

After returning home from a flight, I realize that my bottle of hair conditioner has run out in the bathroom. The thing is, my husband, Carlos Zappa, doesn't use hair conditioner at all. Seeing Carlos through the frosted glass, I decide to probe him for answers. "Did any guests stay over lately? Or have you started doing hair care?" Carlos flips through the documents, which are stamped with the Zappa family crest, impatiently at my questions. "Maybe a maid accidentally toppled the bottle over when she was cleaning the bathroom. Also, why are you annoying me with such minuscule matters?" When I put on the bathrobe, I feel a ticklish sensation coming from the collar. As soon as I look down, I notice a strand of dried yellow hair being entangled in the collar. The moment the steam dissipates, I see two pairs of intertwining handprints on the bathroom's glass door. I never thought that my home would grow this popular during my one-week trip away from home. I've been married to Carlos for three years, and yet this is my first time finding out that he's actually this wild in bed. So, I secretly text my father, the Don of the Carozza family. "Dad, Carlos has cheated on me. Does the bet we made three years ago still count?"

Divorced and remarried—I've lost count of how many times Aaron and I stepped in and out of marriage. He once treated me like something precious, but less than a year after our wedding, he asked for our first divorce. The reason was simple, Vivian was coming back. "Vivian's a public figure," he told me. "I don't want anyone thinking she's involved with a married man." That third-tier actress had nothing but her father's sacrifice to her name. He had taken a bullet for Aaron—a life for a life. And because of that, Aaron believed he owed her everything. Every time Vivian returned to the country, Aaron divorced me. And every time she left, we remarried. The first time we split, I drowned my tears in whiskey and stumbled back to his house half-drunk. The lights inside were warm. He was with her. And I stood outside, shivering through the night. The second time, I tracked his every move—restaurants, auctions, charity galas—just to "accidentally" run into him again. Later, I learned better. The moment he mentioned divorce, I would quietly pack my suitcase and disappear from his mansion. My love and humiliation kept me trapped in that endless cycle of breaking up and coming back together. But this time, when Aaron waited for me at City Hall to remarry, I never showed up.

At a young age, Lushiane Meradeltas tasted the bitterness of life. Having an incomplete family is such a pain in her heart. But, someone caught her attention. That's the start when she tasted the sweetness of life. But conflicts started to show up, giving her a tasteless life. How could she endure life's challenges? If forgiveness and acceptance are the solutions to one's problem, can she do it? How can she be loved, if she keeps on running?