Three-card Monte Novels & Stories

But maybe it was the crazy way we met or the fact that I had already humped Roman. I wasn’t as nervous with them as I was with other guys. We started a game of Three’s, and the guys complained the entire time that I was making the rules up. “Seriously?” Roman wrinkled his handsome brow, “An eight skips the person next to you, but a nine makes it, so they have to lay one down lower. A ten clears the deck, and a three is a mirror card. I think you are making this up; this can’t be a real game.”

"The cards are on the wood. Start." "Must your beast stay so clingy over a simple deck of cards, Alpha Vale?" Eustace sneers, his fingers twitching as he signals the dealer-wolf. "Are you terrified your arms won't be able to hold her white pelt if your hand drops? Let me warn your ears early... our packs are only running one single hand tonight." Any wolf who runs the Hold'em trail knows each hunter gets two hidden cards before five community cards hit the center wood over three sun-stages. In the end, the beast who builds the strongest pack of five, blending their hidden skin with three from the center, claims the mountain.

“But I must apologize now for upsetting anyone, or hurting your feelings Madam Ashford, but I am known for my skill with cards.” “Then put your money where your mouth is,” she told him sweetly. “Whites are fifty pence, reds are one pound and blue are ten. Name the game, sir.” “Omaha High is my favorite. Ever hear of it?” Cathy snorted a very unladylike sound as Sandra simply smiled. “I’ve heard of it,” she answered and watched as Creighton gathered the cards together and set them aside, removing a new deck from the drawer under the table.

I really get tired of having to deal with the women pawing at me and trying to force themselves on me. We step up on stage, getting into position. I already requested the song, and it’s keying up. The beat starts, and I close my eyes. At the right time, I pull my cap off and throw it into the crowd. There’s an immediate eruption, and the women are swooning. Here goes nothing.

The wine not affecting us in the least with our arousal way outstripping it. Maddie deals again, and we both take two cards each. Both of us grin when we see the replacements. Maddie feeling confident lays down her pair of 3s. I quickly move to lay down my pair of 4s. We both grin and throw our off cards, a 6 for me and a 2 for Maddie. I say, "Uh oh Maddie looks it's about to be even." She just smiles. I lay down my second pair of Jacks together showing her my two pair, Jacks over 4s. She pretends to deflate then looks up with a devious grin through her lashes and lays down her second pair of Queens.

Keeping myself calm, I waited for the others to figure out their hand. “Let’s go with the oldest to the youngest when revealing our cards.” Dominic suggested. “Fine.” Axel placed his cards on the table, face up. “Straight.” He looked as if he was so confident he won the game. I almost didn’t have the heart to burst his bubble. With his jack and ten in his hand, it was good but wouldn’t beat a four-of-a-kind. “Damn.” Breck muttered as he laid his cards, revealing a three-of-a-kind with two kings in his hand and one on the table.

Caleb, relying on his long fingers, helped her pick them up. Whitney felt a little flustered as she arranged her cards. "Don't worry. It's similar to what we played earlier, just more doubling. You'll get it after a few games." Whitney dared not say anything and focused intently on her cards. If she played the wrong card, she could lose big time. And this game would end when one person played all the cards. If the other three people won, then the last person would lose the most. While she was struggling with this, a warm hand grabbed hers.

“That’s right. I’ll use this as my chips—twenty thousand per round. If you win, I’ll do whatever you want. But if you lose, the role goes to Snow.” Ray ran a finger through his hair, visibly on edge. He’d been caught off guard by Adriana before, so this time, he tread carefully. “And what exactly are we playing?” Adriana pulled out a deck of cards and tossed them onto the table. “It’s simple—three cards per person. Whoever has the higher hand wins.” Her calm posture and sharp tone completely stunned Snow. Shit! My friend is a total badass! Snow thought, barely containing her excitement.

The last card is yet to come, and Eleonor bet all the chips. Is a Three of a Kind really enough? She feels an intense nausea, a chill that's shaking her whole body. And she even seals her lips tight, fearing that some sigh might give her away. The last card… The Dealer places the last card on the table. 3 of SPADES. A FULL HOUSE! Eleonor is about to faint! Bash shows his cards with an expression of disgust. 9 of HEARTS and J of HEARTS — just One Pair of nines.

Sensing my disappointment, he whispered, "Clara, even if we never find the Moon Goddess, we are the most deeply bonded couple across all the werewolf packs. "My heart belongs to you alone. Do we even need divine blessings?" I pouted and stubbornly dragged him to the rocky stream beneath the waterfall, where I struggled to carve our names into the stone with my claws. "Believe it or not, I still want blessings for us. Look—if we engrave our names together, the Moon Goddess will surely witness our sincerity!" Seeing my determination, he chuckled and carved alongside me. "Alright. If the Moon Goddess truly exists, I wish for us to love each other for a lifetime—to stay together until the very e