The Final Gambit Audiobook Novels & Stories

The cards glide across the felt like secrets, precise, clean, dangerous. The air grows taut. Morillo’s smile falters. He’s good, but I’m better. Always have been. By the third turn, he’s bleeding chips. By the fifth, his cigar burns out between his fingers. I don’t gloat, I never do. Victory, in my world, is quiet. Ruthless. The room hums with the low murmur of money and menace. The weight of cigar smoke and expensive perfume lingers in the air as the final card of my match with Morillo lands.

But beneath the sofa cushions, the tiny green light of the recording device was blinking. Record it all, Dan, I thought, my gaze steady, my Blood Red lips forming a silent, lethal line. Tell him I’m the dragon. Tell him I’m the sickness. Because tomorrow night, at the Blackwood Banquet, the world is going to hear exactly what kind of ‘knight’ you really are. The Ethan Gambit had begun. Daniel thought my son was his ultimate leverage. He didn’t realize that a mother with nothing to lose is the most dangerous player at the table.

The wall holds. Rubi offered a final, silent salute to the sleeping Minister Lloyd—the defeated King in his private fortress. Rachna’s weapon was fully loaded, and the architect of desire was returning home with the final blueprint of the enemy’s demise. The Brazilian Gambit was complete, secured by a seductive performance in a polka dot bikini, and the dynasty’s global power was now unshakeable.

I have a fabulous friend. And if it isn’t obvious by now, the person that I am talking about is Christine Gyamfi. And if you don't know who she is, then read the other book; The Light's Shadow. It's an original book that she wrote herself. I personally didn't read the book, but I'm sure that you will. I mean, why are you reading this then? But that's beside the point. Christine is awesome. She is hilarious, kind, and sweet. The woman also treats everyone around her with respect. She is one of the few people that fuels my faith in humanity.

The Master Gambit Ethan tossed the coin. Not to Victor, but into the darkness of the nearby drainage grate. Victor let out a strangled cry, lunging toward the metal bars of the drain. "No! You fool! That was the only way in!" "The coin was a decoy, Victor," Ethan said, his "calculating" mind finally revealing the trap. "The real key is already in New York. I sent it with Sophia Grant—the version of Sophia that Damian 're-programmed' during the blackout."

Transaction ID X-12-RMD-04 Date/Time [Date of Tutor Gambit] Amount $800,000 Transaction ID L-7-FNL-CLP Date/Time [Date 3 Months later] Amount $1,200,000 “The $1.2 million he stole,” she pointed to the second line, “is the cost of the final structural integration after the clean-up. The payment date is three months after the initial Tudor Gambit. But look at the first line. The $800,000 initial adjustment cost—the initial, critical repair—was paid the day before the first internal audit was even scheduled.”

He may as well had been a statue carved in ice. Gerald glowered and put down another card. Prince Legiere shook his head, as if saddened by his opponent’s complete lack of skill. “Rook’s Gamble,” he declared, laying down all his cards. He then commenced to take deep tokes of his pipe. Smoke erupted from his nostrils. I strained to see the cards on the table, but I had been tied down to a slab of rock with chains across my arms and legs. They were bound so tight across my body that I could barely breathe.

While Rebecca and Caleb exchanged voice messages, she kept the speaker at a low volume. The surrounding tables couldn't hear, and there was no one nearby. However, as he was sitting next to her, Daniel did overhear quite a bit. Hearing Rebecca's quiet and puzzled complaint, he chuckled and said, "It might not necessarily be that he's not right in his mind. People often have a gambler's mentality. He might be betting on a situation where everyone loses, but it's advantageous for him."

He turned to glance at its title. Seven most painful ways to die. Kevin’s face contorted at the sight of the cover page. What the hell is Cedric doing with books like this? Kevin noticed a little drawer close beside the table where he stood. He observed a ring placed on top of it. Reaching for the drawer, he picked up the ring and examined it. It felt familiar in his grip.

"That's exactly what I said." "Great minds." "Great bodies too," He looked me up and down. This guy just heard me say I was engaged and was still hitting on me? I like it. Reno's POV "Anyways," Nelson started. "Reno, why do you think you gamble?" "It's dangerous and thrilling. I had a lot of money that I didn't know what to do with...now I don't have any" "Was it worth it?" "It must be since I still want to gamble. It's the only thing that makes sense to me. When things get to be too much, it brings me comfort."