Trickster Spades Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes, "I don't believe you, jerk. You're powerless." He rushed forward, hands wrapping around my throat. He bared his teeth at me, "I showed you the videos, and trust me, I have copies. So unless you want me to share our sex tape to your new husband and every bloody person in the mafia, you'll do as I say." Holy shit. "And we both know what Roman will do to you once he finds out you're not the innocent bride he was promised." I shrugged his hands off me, glaring at him, "Fine, I'll play your stupid games." I tried to act unaffected on the outside, but on the inside my stomach was tumbling.

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

“It’s not for my wife.” Seeing my surprise, he felt embarrassed. “It’s for my sister. Ivy’s my niece. “My sister and brother-in-law got into an accident two years ago.” His voice cracked, and I felt sorry for him. “There was no one else to take care of Ivy, so I took her in.” The two children who had been busy playing suddenly gathered around us. They exchanged mischievous smirks and playfully nudged us together. My cheeks turned red, and I pretended to be annoyed as I lightly smacked Lucas on the behind.