Transmigrated Into A Female-oriented Card Game Novels & Stories

As soon as that was done, he handed a bag to each courtesan. In quick succession the men began playing. It appeared to be something akin to the poker I’d played as a teenager, the cards being held in the hand and more being dealt into a public pool, but the cards were different to a fifty-two-card deck I was used to, and when the players made sets they placed them down on the table and took the public pool of cards. They played rapidly, no one taking more than a few seconds over their turn, until someone put down a third set of cards, and called the word fifty.

When he saw that I did not resist him, he kissed me. A faint scent of pinewood filled my senses. David looked serious and devoted. My eyes flew wide open in shock. When I first transmigrated into this book, I knew I was one of the male leads. I was also aware of the presence of three other male leads. The content of a romance book had always been very explicit, so I assumed it would be four male leads paired with four female leads. It was no wonder the transmigration system told me that the characters’ behaviors had gone awry.

I only had to switch an idea he would approve of with the chance of getting his help to work his magic on Ari’s mother. Just like a three-card monte. It was the oldest con in the book. The three cards could be anything, but it is usually a queen and two low-numbered cards placed side by side face down on a table. The queen is the only card that matters and you have to find it. The dealer starts every game with the cards in his hands, face down, cradling the edges of the card with his fingers. Two on one hand, the queen on the bottom and the ten above it, and a single five of diamonds on the other hand. He then throws down the queen, face down, and throws the other cards around it. It's easy

He hoped that this wasn't going to cost him too greatly. He took a deep breath and laid out a similar set of rules to the game he'd played to summon Lexi that first time they'd met. "Four Count Stand-off and playing to fifteen. Standard points for minors and all the majors are ten. Court cards count for 5 and the Fool is special with a value of either one or ten, the player's choice. Winner gets the dragon-slaying sword." Seeing his brother nod his understanding, Jinx stopped shuffling and dealt out the first card to the 'house'.

And when everything is set and in place, she signaled to Nina and Lissa that the game is about to begin. The first to draw was Niña. She picked a card, lifted it halfway then took a peak. She moaned when she laid eyes on the card. "Ugh... Three is Me, son of bitch!" She took a shot glass and drank it in one go. "Four is for Whores, bishes!" Was what Judy as she pulled up a card and showed it to both of her friends, earning a scowl from the two. The three of them gulped down a shot.

A friend of the dealer bets on where the queen lies and gets it wrong. The mark then feels pretty confident, thinks he's got it all figured out, and places a bet on where the queen lies. This time, with money on the table. The dealer throws the top card down first, keeping the queen last. The switch gets its prey every time. They were playing a two-card Monte this time. The only difference was that they weren't switching cards this time, They were switching items this time. Rae knew that all she had to do was to get close to him, it would be a one-way process from there. Everything would be fine as long as Hem didn't wake up in the night to check for his missing phone.

I leaned down and, using my lips, I took the cards away from her lips. I pulled the cards from my lips between my fingers as if I was holding a cigarette. I tossed a card, and it landed on the floor as ropes. I tossed the other card on the couch and it fell, transforming into a whip. Carys gaped at the rope and the whip and then at me. “Do you still wanna continue or go back to sleep like a good girl?” I asked. She gnawed at her lower lip. I lifted her palm and placed the third queen in her hand. The card transformed into a vibrator.

"I will translate for her as she reads the cards." The woman hobbled over and eased down into the chair with a sigh, then removed a set of very old and worn tarot cards. The edges were rough and slightly crinkled. The illustrations, while faded, were still stunning in their design. She began to lay out the cards on the table. She made a horseshoe shape from left to right using seven cards. Her withered hands trembled slightly as she turned over the first. Then she began to speak in Russian, and Rurik translated.

Still, there was no doubt that there were some mean ones who plain had it in for women, and it was best to try and spot those and take precautions. But as far as trusting the general run of men, there was no need, since she had no intention of ever expecting anything from one of them again. She didn’t object to sitting in on a card game once in a while—she even enjoyed it, since making money at cards was considerably easier and more fun than doing it the other way—but a good game of cards once in a while was about as far as her