The Hidden Card Novels & Stories

The other, the one clutched tightly in her arms, was Josef’s personal prototype: the 001 of the twenty-two limited pieces. If Julian saw it… the connection between her and Josef would be impossible to explain. She’d promised Josef to keep their relationship quiet for now, so she instinctively shielded it. Julian noticed. He glanced once at the box she hid, then at the pink leather watch on display—assuming the hidden box must contain the men’s pair to match it. He didn’t question it. No need. He simply closed the gemstone watch’s box again, set it on the counter, and pushed it gently toward her.

Mr Blaze went out his car and looked around to make sure the place his secured before he went into a building Mrs Hareites private investigator followed diligently..making sure he isn't cought. When he entered the building, he was a little confused because he didn't see any passage.. but just a wall. Mr Blake had already noticed he was being followed..so he made himself invisible and so were the things around him He did this..if in case this person is a human, he'll know what to do next but if this person is a god like him, He'll definetly find out who exactly is behind this investigation..

Therefore, she could only continue drawing and playing until someone discarded or if she drew a winning tile herself. However, Elaine did not know that the ninety thousand tile was actually hidden under Linda’s Concealed Kong! Moreover, Hannah and Gianna both had two of the forty and sixty thousand tiles. As Elaine was anxiously drawing and playing her cards, Linda suddenly exclaimed, “Oh, I also have a draw now!” After she was done speaking, Linda turned her tiles around to reveal the four hidden tiles for her Concealed Kong. Elaine suddenly felt dizzy when she saw those four tiles. What bad luck!

Her eyes have a different gaze to them. A bit wide, and looking at me expectantly. Her thumb graze the back of my hand again and I look at her. Her eyes dart down slowly to my parted legs. This is how she wants to play? I swallow and blink my eyes. Making sure my mind remains sharp. She tries to slide a hidden card into her hand from beneath her thigh while keeping my hand pinned with her touch. With a swift fluid motion, I deal the top card directly over her hidden hand, pinning her fingers to the table with the cardboard edge. A ten.

This game is getting interesting with each passing moment. “I gladly accept.” Satisfied by his reply, He then focus His attention and back at the shadowed left keys, as He then commanded for the 3rd and the only key by which whereabouts is still unknown. “Still unknown of where this key lies or if it is existing in this time. I want you to collect it for me.” Snapping His finger and letting the shadow that covers its image clear. A deck of peculiar cards they both never seen flashes before their eyes. As its pieces scatter lining up in their corresponding numbers and names, from the prominent fool and down towards the minor arcana’s.

“Pull one card or are you too chicken?” He hesitates. “I’m not chicken of anything I can’t see or touch.” He yanks out a card and hands it to her. Her eyes narrow as she reads the card. “For a man who demands honesty,” she says quietly, “your card shows a cloaked man. Someone you’re tied to. A promise. A bind. You’re hiding something heavy.” Her voice is even, but she’s sharp. Caleb’s jaw tightens. His fingers clench into a fist. “I know what you’re trying to do, and it won’t work.”

The game continued for the next hour as the only sounds that could be heard was the swishing of the cards and the click of the chips. I doubled down on the last round, hoping my mountain of chips was enough. I was winning, at least it seemed like it, but I was not confident in what was in Mr Lennon’s hands or the dealer’s. Instead, he made a stand signal and looked to the dealer. The deal revealed his hidden card. It was a bust. I visibly sighed in relief. “So it’s a fifty. You play well.” “Likewise.” He stood up and walked behind his table. Opening the drawer, he took out a brown heavy file. Approaching the table, he placed it in front of me. “I hope you put that to good use.”

No other hiding place in this forsaken wreck of a room— no loose floorboard, no hollow wall, nothing safe from his searching eyes. Before he pushed open the creaking door, I had already slipped the tiny memory card from its slot and hidden it deep inside my ass. The only warm, secret place left to me. The only place he wouldn’t find it. Not yet.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Suzanne had accidentally pulled out four cards instead of three, the last of which had been stuck to the Wheel of Fortune's. Marcelino held the card in his hand, flipping it back and forth before closing his eyes with a long, haggard sigh. The last card was the card of Death.

Sam turned, his heart leaping and as the rain poured, he knew this was his second chance. Rose’s invitation might finally give him the moment to stay by her side longer or his hidden truth might tear it all apart once more.