The Hidden Card Novels & Stories

Every strike of energy, every pulse of light and shadow, revealed a truth they could not ignore: the heart of the forest was not just a place it was a crucible, and they were being tested. The forest trembled as the energy between Eva and Aria surged, the glow from their hands illuminating shapes that had been hidden moments before. Shadows shifted with intent, slinking along roots and branches, testing boundaries, probing weaknesses. The creature at the clearing’s edge watched silently, as if it were the master of this trial, its amber eyes reflecting centuries of knowledge and judgment.

Amy said. “This isn’t part of the game.” A person at the other end of the table complained. “It is now.” Amy snickered. Looking at my card, I groaned when I saw I was holding a joker. Lily leaned over and laughed as she flashed her card in front of me, which was the other joker. Accepting the punishment, I reached for the bottle of hard liquor, but Lily grabbed it first. “I win!” A guy shouted as Lily and I drank from our shot glasses.

The room fell silent, the collective breaths of onlookers held in anticipation, as Hazel dealt the final cards. My heart thundered in my chest as I caught a glimpse of my hand. Doubt lingered for a brief moment, threatening to undermine my confidence. Yet, I banished it, trusting in my instinct and the cards I held. With a steady hand, I placed my cards on the table and declared, "I win." Alpha Nathan's disguise wavered, his eyes widening in disbelief. He slowly revealed his own cards, the tension thickening as he dropped them one by one onto the table. And there, before my eyes, lay his hand—a royal flush, a seemingly unbeatable combination.

The trees stretch wider and denser, my boots catching some roots with the moss softening my every step as I keep walking and searching. Somewhere in the distance, I suddenly hear a loud howl. Someone must have already found a card. My heart pounds but I keep walking. One step. Then another. The committee scattered the cards deliberately with each one hidden in places that are definitely going to be difficult to find. One hundred regular cards. Five gold ones. And the rules are simple: find a card, advance. Fail, and go home in shame. But simple rules don't mean easy results. The regular cards have been marked with a special scent by the competition committee with something faint but detectab

She moved our previous cards out of the way and dealt another two cards apiece. This time, my hidden card was a king of spades and the showing card was an ace. I carefully schooled my face. "I stand." "Do you?" Juliet lifted her card to take a look. "Okay. So do I." She revealed hers-an eight of diamonds and a ten of clubs. "Eighteen." "Great." I turned over my cards. "But not as great as Blackjack."

Hael blurted, waiting for my response. “Yes.” “Well, here is one. Where are the rest of them?” I walked them to my closet, pulled the handle of a hidden compartment in a drawer before bringing out the cards. They scanned it with eager eyes. Hael pulled back, his hands akimbo. “This doesn't seem like it's from one person. I mean…the handwriting looks different. Like it's from two or more people. Except they did this deliberately to confuse us.” Hael muttered loudly as he observed the cards, and compared them closely, as if he was searching for hidden answers.

But I just continued to smiled, enjoying the feeling of being on top. Finally, Alexander offered me the last cards in his possession, and to his surprise, I had the exact match. Alexander's anger was no longer hidden, he was trying so hard to understand how I was beating him, he packed up his remaining cards waiting for me to serve because it was my turn. I slammed down four cards at once making him become weak. Out of annoyance, he dropped all his cards shouting, "I give up!.” Alexander looked at me curiously, "What's your secret?" he questioned me with seriousness.

What kind of scheme was hidden behind this sudden marriage? She gripped the black card in her pocket tight

A small curve forms on the corner of his lips, “Afterall, this is a free round.” “Please,” I point at the displayed card, nodding. I pick up my cards after Cain picks up his. I observe him closely, watching how his eyes widen with ecstasy. He was clearly over the moon from the cards in his fingers. I let my eyes settle on my own cards, hiding them so well that Cain couldn’t take a peek even if he wanted to. The cards in my fingers are 3,3,7,7,7, J, J. Cain pours himself a glass of the whiskey and drinks everything in one go, his eyebrow raised.

"Oh, come on, Zayn. You're not seriously going to try to cheer me up with a few card tricks, are you?" He just grinned wider, undeterred. "Just watch," he said, holding the deck out towards her. "Pick a card, any card." I hesitated for a moment before finally reaching out and plucking a card from the middle of the deck. Zayn gestured for me to look at the card, which was the six of hearts. "Okay, now watch this," He said, and with a quick flick of his wrist, the card vanished from his hand. My eyes widened in surprise. "What the...where did it go?"