The Gambler Synopsis Novels & Stories

"Mr. Hayes, I wanted to raise too!" Sometimes people just had this mindset, like, after you lost money on one project, you just wanted to make even more on another one. Especially since they already decided, This is a sure-win deal! All the chamber members shook off their previous gloom, their eyes lit up, and their faces showed pure greed. If there was a mirror, they could take a look and see what they looked like now. Just like what you saw in TV dramas, those gamblers who already lost their minds at the table kept throwing in money, thinking they could definitely win it all back!

“You were a terrible husband and an even worse father. You stole from us, hurt us, then disappeared when things got tough.” “I hit a rough patch!” Frank protested, his voice rising. “The cards weren’t falling my way. But I’m due for a big win—I can feel it. I just need a stake to get back in the game.” His desperation was palpable, obvious to anyone within ten feet. The gambling addiction had its claws deep in him, turning him into this hollow-eyed stranger who would rob his own family without remorse. “There’s no such thing as a ‘due’ win, Frank. That’s not how probability works.”

His presence was unnerving, yet oddly calming, as if he belonged to a realm she had no comprehension of. "Someone finally noticed me?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. The man offered a faint smile, one that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Oh, I noticed you the moment you stepped into this place," he said, his voice smooth and laced with an otherworldly cadence. "Who… who are you?" Alessia stammered, taking a step back. Her instincts told her to run, but her feet refused to move. The man tilted his head slightly, observing her as though she were a puzzle he was piecing together. "I am what you might call a timekeeper. A guide of sorts for souls like yours, lost between realms."

said Ysabelle while her eyes was reddened. “Ysabelle, my daughter, before I’ve answered all of that, I want to knew that I loved you very much my daughter, yes! I’ve promised you and to your sister not to gambled again. One day, I had received a phone call from the stranger, and it was mark Peneso, the boss of the underground illegal casino. He told me that if I can’t go gambling, your sister will be in danger, he threatened me that he will kill rose if I refuse him. I’ve accept his request and played gamble games . It’s been a month now, I went again to the underground casino and played gambling. The boss of the underground wanted me to play with him, I’ve lost ten times, I didn’t knew that

He is a playboy. He kisses many girls. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Why'd you kiss me?" "Come on, you understand that," he said. "Yes I know," I said. "But why did you chose me?" "Because you mean..." he ran his fingers through his hairs. "You mean a lot to me. I can't lose you" I looked at him. He was sincere. I really do mean a lot, or why'd he choose me over his gun when he can easily get any girl who wouldn't put any stupid condition?

"Yes Jam, You're the one on my list who insulted Amira that I will repay." "WEH ?! You're scary to me! I've been kind to him too!" Jam said. "Yes I know that. You did the right thing Jam. I'm glad I met you, Amira's luck because she had friends like you." He said, "How was your life then?" Charlotte suddenly interjects. The two looked at each other and Ely laughed. "How! Tell me! You owe us a lot of stories!" Charlotte added again. "Dear Gangster .." It started and Charlotte and Jam laughed. "I'm the son of a Gangster, Gun man. Murder, all crimes committed by Papa. But he committed a crime against his heart. To rape my mother Arra, I lived in hardship. Unlike Amira who saw a luxurious life.

However, for Tania to be trusted by his brother to attend this meeting, she must have her own specialities. “I’m Xavier. Leader of Hunter Gang. This is Chris, my right hand and Gunner is my shooters Captain.” The man who’s wearing a black glove spoke. He too held the same cold expressions on his face. It was strange that he wears his gloves even while eating. What happened to his hand? Nobody knows except for him and his subordinates. His short black hair was comb to the side, revealing a pretty handsome look. He had a broad shoulder and wore a black suit.

Thirty days. One month. A single, heartbeat-stopping wager. Benjamin Parker was the sun. A golden-haired scholarship recruit with flour on his hands and a heart that he wore—vulnerable and beating—on his sleeve. He spent weeks chasing the school’s "Ice Prince," offering handmade tarts and a smile that could melt the coldest winter. He thought his persistence finally paid off when Jonathan Hayes—the obsidian-eyed, terrifyingly beautiful heir to a tech empire—pinned him against the school gates and claimed him in front of everyone. But the "Golden Romance" was a lie from the very first kiss. Jonathan didn't choose Benjamin because of his heart; he chose him because he was a convenient t

(eg when Damon speaks, the format will be as this: Damon ~ “Evening Amber.” Let me know what you think, of Gamble With My Heart. Gamble With My Heart is a winner in the Chapters Interactive Stories Writing Contest in 2020. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ************************* Whatever you think might be real. It is not. Only a fool believes foolish things. You are only as good as the game that you play. And right now, the game is on you. For every single thing that you have ever done to another woman has just come back to you. Karma is a bïtch, and you have been bitten.