The Gambler Novels & Stories

He was an experienced gambler himself, and seeing Sean exchange two hundred billion rupiah worth of chips at once made him feel as though Sean was delivering the money straight into his hands. "Sean, don't be so reckless," Bambang warned. This was the mindset of every gambler. When they won, they couldn't stop. When they lost, they only became more desperate to recover their losses. Natalie was the perfect example. Just to win her money back, she had even threatened to make her daughter divorce her husband. "That's right, Brother-in-law. Save some of your money. Don't bet all of it," Jennie said worriedly. As for Natalie, she was secretly delighted. No matter what happened, she intended to t

It's just an angry thought arising in the back of her mind. You're not so different from your father. You bet big when you decided to cheat Reviello, and now you're going to lose everything. Are you sure you're not a gambling addict? You broke a clause in the contract, knowing that he could put a leash around your neck and drag you away like a fucking dog. You like the thrill. Furthermore, you like to challenge your odds, even when the stakes are high. The blood is strong, after all. — SHIT, STOP THINKING. STOP THINKING, STOP...

At this moment, a plump middle-aged man was sent to be the banker. “This is one of my Eight Great Gamblers, a usually unbeatable man when it comes to gambling… “But tonight’s going to be different. Harvey quietly waited without saying a word. On the screen, the dealer started dealing the cards. Both sides were calmly looking at their hands without saying a word. The only peculiar thing was that Mateo would snap his fingers every time he revealed his hand to show his excitement. The people from the casino palace said this was a common habit here for many people.

Gambling is defined as risking money or something of value on the outcome of an event involving chance when the probability of winning or losing is less than certain. Different kinds of card and dice game like Blackjack, Poker, Craps and Keno were the famous ones at Maddox Dasher's casino. It was known as the Dasher casino. Travolta saw Blanca from the corner of her eyes and asked them to follow her. Blanca was talking to her cousin, Percy, sipping wine when she heard a polite female voice. "Blanca Russo..." said Vlora. Turning around her face she was stunned to see the people.

"Sure, you've given me some. But baby, what good is that tiny bit of cash in a city like this? I lost it all ages ago..." I could literally hear her hypocritical heartbeat accelerating as she lied to my face. "When exactly are you planning to stop gambling?!" I glared at her, my body trembling slightly from a toxic mix of sheer fury and extreme physical weakness. My wolf whimpered in pure despair, while my heart felt nothing but a numb, bottomless well of disgust. "Just until I make a comeback! The second I draw a good hand and win back everything I've lost, I swear to the Moon Goddess, I'll quit for good!" The distinct, crazed greed of a degenerate gambler flashed wildly in her eyes.

Everything turns silent inside me. “Yo, I’m on a roll,” a man shouts excitedly, as he reaches forward to scoop up his winnings. The croupier stands by impassively. There are two more men and a woman sitting at the same table. My eyes gaze at the man in shock. I have never seen him like this. He is at once foreign, magnificent, and frightening. Granddad once said all gamblers are magnificent when they are winning. Oh, Nigel, Nigel, Nigel. I never knew you. Never.

"That's the Legendary Gambler of Nova Star! He's the ultimate trump card here!" "The unbeatable legend is back! They say he's been undefeated for five years!" "The last time he appeared was about two months ago! He took on and defeated eight top-tier gamblers in just ten minutes!" The crowd erupted into a frenzy of discussion, but the man remained calm. The Legendary Gambler's name was Simon. He smiled as he sat down opposite Frederick, exuding an aura of dominance. "The last time, I took less than ten minutes to defeat my opponents. The time before that, it was only five minutes. I've won too many times to count! How long do you think you can last?"

His smile grew larger, “So you are as they say. Interesting. Sorry to burst your bubble but I do not engage in soul trades, as you called them. You see, I am merely a gambler.” My forehead furrowed, “Excuse me?” “I gamble, fair and square and I offer wagers to those I deem worthy,” His smile grew larger, his eyes boring into mine, “I have deemed you worthy.” I scoffed. “I’m not interested.” “Oh my dearest, don’t rule it out yet. I will return and when I do, we will gamble.” There was something about his eyes that bothered me, something full of insanity. There were only a few people I had witnessed something so harrowing come about and they managed to acquire power beyond my scope.

He could only let out muffled sounds. After that, I knocked him out once again. At the same time, I heard many screams of agony. I just closed my eyes to tune them out. Those young and beautiful blind masseuses dreamed of making a ton of money when they boarded the cruise. But they would never be able to leave the cruise with the money. Finally, the sounds died down at night. I clutched the keycard that I had found in the gray-suited man's pocket as I opened a small gap in the door.