Trickster Spades Novels & Stories

Hudson himself stood up with smiles at the cheerful gesture of his family members but the whole display only got me even more amused. “You do realize I haven’t opened my cards yet, right?” I announced and all their screams came to a halt. “You’ve lost already! He has Ace of Clubs, Ace of Diamonds, King of Spades! You can never beat that!” Amelia sneered smugly as she stared down at me from where she stood.

Trevor scrunched up the paper with him and tossed it in the bin as well as the pictures. He growled and kicked the trash can, pouring the content in it on the once neat floor. He guessed he was a piece of trash. If he wasn't, he wouldn't have been an orphan. A freaking blood-sucking orphan who didn't even know how he got the ability in the first place! "I think I need a drink." Trevor grimaced after a while of berating himself. He grasped the discarded suit that was lying on the bed, slipped it on and stepped out of the room.

Lucian swung his longsword, guarding them. However, there were just far too many vampires. With the core of the barrier collapsing, the pack's power had been severely reduced. I saw Cyrus moving with the crowd, pretending to cast defensive spells while quietly bending the path of incoming attacks. He wanted to use this chaos to wipe out the current Alpha and his bloodline for good. "That traitor got out!" Someone spotted me and shouted. Marcus turned his head, and his golden pupils burned with wild hatred. "Anna! How dare you show yourself!"

The mating ceremony had its share of drama, but in the end, it only brought us closer. Dorian took his place as Alpha, and I dedicated myself to standing beside him. Two great packs united — together, we grew stronger than either had been alone. To put an end to Alaric's obsession once and for all, Dorian used his authority as Alpha to banish him from the pack, with orders never to return. But Alaric wasn't done. He went crawling to Vivienne, still believing her family's influence could help him overthrow Dorian.

And another. “I’m a rebel.” I whirl around and march forward, but this time I really do walk right into a spider web. I bring my hands up, frantically trying to get the web off me and spin around. I didn’t see Logan rush over to help me, and I end up whacking him hard in the face. “Shit, I’m so sorry!” I jerk back, slip on wet leaves, and my feet go right out from under me. I land in thick mud, and Logan can’t stop laughing. “Jerk!”

I am directionally challenged. I don't remember routes well, and I get lost quite easily. Wyatt Zimmerman, my best friend, refuses to believe me and insists on helping me fix this problem. He even gets Queenie Jackson, my foster sister, and Yvonne Lambert, my childhood sweetheart, on board to put me through "special training". They get off the subway before I do whenever we travel, leaving me alone at the station. They quietly leave through another entrance whenever we go shopping, leaving me wandering alone like a fool as I search for them. They always say it's to train my sense of direction. I step away to use the restroom during lunch today, and by the time I return, the three of them

I don't know about the little girl they came with that day, but all I know is that if he doesn't pay me part of that investment money he told me about, I will exposed him to his wife of the kind of person he really is and I don't care whether I would go to prison or not, I just want him have a taste of being betrayed by someone that he never imagine could betrayed him," he said. Rosela hated him that instant, she felt like strangling him to death yet she still pretended to be fine "Well that's up to you but if we corporate, we will get something from him trust me," she said. "But why are you doing this to your own father?,"Jacob asked. "Well, wen I learnt about this same cash I asked him fo

With graceful movements, he swam towards them, his hands fluidly signing, "Hey, do you know how to play Tridents? I can teach you if you like." Joe and Bryan, drawn in by the prospect of learning a new game and intrigued by the unique deck, eagerly accepted Trent's offer. With expressive signing, they engaged in a spirited game of Tridents, their hands deftly manipulating the cards. As they learned the game, they discovered that the merfolk deck had four court cards instead of the traditional three: the Merguardian, Mermaiden, King, and . Through trial and error, they learned the hard way that the held a higher rank than the King, adding an unexpected twist to their gameplay. Laughter and fr

"The young lady looks rather respectable. I never expected her to be that kind of person…" "You can't judge a book by its cover." "Her brother isn't even a legal adult yet. How could she?" Each word cut into me like a blade. My whole body shook with rage, and my vision started to go dark. I could endure Chayce misunderstanding me. I could endure his immaturity. I could even endure him taking my sacrifices for granted. But what I couldn't endure was Jill standing in my doorway, twisting the truth and smearing filth all over my name.

Trist said seriously. "Why do you even have to call her crazy?! If you know what she said is true, Trist!" Clement's rebuke intensified. "Because I don't want anyone to get involved in this again!" Trist shouted back. "How can you explain to me that you're planning something?" Clement scolded. His eyes widened as he pointed at the door in front of Trist. "There's nothing I can do, Clement," Trist said shaking head. "If I don't finish this game. Then who's next; you, Fackly or George? I'm the initiator of this game so it should end soon." Trist added gently and understandingly.