The Gambler Synopsis Novels & Stories

Some smiled, for they had bet big, and others cursed even the twentieth generation of the distributor. - "Now we know I'm really unlucky. With your permission, sir" Lora commented, with total indifference, and started walking away from the table. His job was to oversee the cocktail's progress, not guarantee the players victory. - "Wait" the man muttered, and then grabbed the redhead's wrist before she could pull away. - "Some problem?" she turned to him. - "You made me lose a lot of money here" the gambler complained, and his smile had lost half its interest.

she stuttered? “You're not getting a dime from me if you don't tell me what's going on” I growled as she stared at me for a while. “I'm a gambler, I gambled and lost and ran off, but now they're back, and they want their money, or I might risk losing everything and everyone I know” “You're a gambler”

Luke stepped forward and pulled the pair behind him with an apologetic look on his face. “I’m so sorry about that Luna. Johnson can be a bit . . . strange.” His voice was soft and yet ear-catching. Courtney stood in between the two adults who were now looking down at the floor. “Uhhh,” I muttered. The black card began to heat up in my hands, so I switched it over to my other hand. Money really does burn out easier when it’s not ours to spend. The four guards looked at me patiently. They all looked older than me, but I got a calming sensation coming from them. Usually my wolf was tense with new wolves, but with everyone here, she was . . . elevated. I snapped out of my thinking and looked at

I lost it too long ago. “Please—” I pulled the trigger and watched the light leave his eyes. His body dropped to the ground like a sack of tomatoes. Blood splattered onto the creaking, rusty floor of his crappy as fuck house. I could practically smell the stench of his poverty. This was what gambling did to you. It eats you up from the inside-out and leaves you a shell, a hollow of yourself. Worst of all, you can't stop either. The devil would always be on your shoulders, whispering sweet promises of double abundance. Urging you to take that risk and when you do, he’d leave you alone, crackling in laughter as you fall deeper and deeper into the dark hole of despair.

Ironically, the liquor that was supposed to fog his judgment was making him realize how he overplayed his card with her. "Do you wanna talk about it?" Pam asked carefully before she popped an olive in her mouth that came with her cocktail. Eli didn't take his eyes off the gaming area as he spoke. "You know what's the biggest problem of a gambler, Pam?" Pam didn't know where this conversation was heading, but since he was being so glum, the least she could do was humor him. "What?" she asked. "A gambler doesn't know when to quit. He's unstoppable when he's winning, of course. But when he starts losing, that's when a gambler becomes more consumed with the desire to win. Self-control's the firs

Her hair was disheveled, making her look like a vengeful ghost. Shane slapped her hard across the face, knocking her to the ground. "Damn it!" he snarled viciously. "You've got the nerve to blame me? If your luck hadn't been so goddamn rotten, would we have lost everything?" "And now we're drowning in debt too! Hurry up and think of a way to come up with cash fast! Otherwise, neither of us is leaving this place alive!" The two of them beat each other bloody over money. A few of the casino's enforcers stood around with their arms crossed, watching the spectacle as if they were watching two stray dogs tear at each other.

"He showed up at my family's casino out of nowhere and beat me, I mean completely crushed me. His gambling skills? Insane. I had no choice but to bow down." Mark gasped. "You're saying that guy from Millers Casino previously, that remarkable young gambler, he's your friend?" He'd heard whispers of that gambler, especially the story of using cards like weapons. “Exactly!" Desmond said with a proud grin. "After he mopped the floor with me, we became friends. He knows Epic, and once I'm good enough, he's gonna introduce us." His face practically glowed with excitement. “I don't buy it, unless you call your friend and have him come over," Mark challenged, looking unconvinced.

So we found the bomb maker – a Bostonian named Ben, freelancer, worked for the highest bidder. I lifted my fist, examining the bruises on my knuckles. It hadn’t taken anywhere near my best to get his lips flapping. He told me that Vladimir had sworn him to secrecy, wanted no one to know, until the deed was done. Ben hadn’t been aware there was a child in the car. That didn’t stop me from killing him. I spat out the toothpaste and rinsed my mouth before stepping into the shower. My dick was hard enough to pound sand. I palmed it, thinking about stroking myself to completion. I didn’t like the thought of being needy for Irina. I wanted the upper hand.

The hall shimmered with golden chandeliers and the chatter of high-ranking officials. Their laughter and celebratory toasts filled the air, drowning out the memories of blood and battle. I stood at the entrance, cradling my swollen belly, my eyes hollow and dark. A blood-stained necklace dangled from my hand, the cold metal biting into my palm. “I am the Gamma’s daughter,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the clinking of glasses. My shaky body moved forward, through the crowd, the cold path beneath my feet leading me to the man at the center, laughing with pride and ego.

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.