Trickster Spades Novels & Stories

Evy, as Lucas had started to fondly call him, loved his sketchbook and colours with all his heart and soul, the only time Lucas had ever seen him cry hysterically, was when he had accidently spilled water on the book with his sipper, and all his colourful scribbles had become distorted and blurry. It was that day Lucas realized, that he and little Evan had a lot in common and one of them was their love towards art. The raven-haired was nothing but immensely grateful for Evan’s presence in his life now, and someone who deserved a huge credit for making him realize that, was his best friend, Austin Lee, who had graduated from the same university, majoring in liberal arts and was currently work

And I refuse to be his toy. He clenched his jaw. I know that he is growing impatient. I smirked at him. "Petrakis Tzivas is in my dungeon. Bathing in his own blood..." he whispered in a cold and low voice, making me froze in his arms.

I pointed to the tarot cards on the table and said to NYX, "Something bad has happened in our pack recently... I want to know, is there someone behind this?" After listening to my question, Nyx was expressionless. She shuffled the tarot cards on the table. After rearranging the cards, she pointed at them and said, "You pick again." I chose five cards from the pile again and handed them to Nyx. "The first three cards represent trickery, chaos, and authenticity," Nyx said, looking at the cards and analyzing them one by one. "There are people in the pack who are up to something, who are trying to create chaos and want to replace a real one with a fake."

Zac groaned. "What is a Trickster?" Hunter asked, and I remembered when the situation with Max occurred. "A Trickster is a witch, but not all witches are Tricksters. Tricksters are cunning creatures and can't be trusted. The only thing they care about is what benefits them." Zac answered. "Then why would she come here and leave without gaining anything in return?" Hunter asked. "I have a feeling she came here to tell us about the prophecy for a reason. When we first heard about it, she said it was in her interest to ensure the prophecy came true. I don't know what she wants, but we can worry about that later."

The decks were reshuffled. So, that's how she's doing it, he thought. After all these years, she still hasn't changed. Let's beat her in her own game. Now, I know that there is no miracle at work. He sat down, observed her movement. Six cards, she has drawn, he had done the same. Not a bad hand, not at all. Four of his six cards were units; the one of the last two was a magical card while the other was a spy. The shaman wasn't a complete novice; he had observed a championship in this game. Lots of tricks he has in his pocket and he knows the right time to use them.

Tristan answered, grinning playfully at Stefano's sour expression. Stefano grunted, barely glancing at Tristan, "That's why you shouldn't be here in the first place." "it's alright. I can teach him. Sit down, Tristan." Langdon said, "Your goal is to have five cards with consecutive numbers, even better if they're all in the same suit." "Okay, I got it," Tristan said, nodding at Langdon. He knew more than the basics, but he wasn't going to let anyone know that.

Trista said, giving Cassian a dismissive shove. Cassian pulled his gaze back and looked down at her, his face dark with irritation. "Move. I'll play for you." "No!" Trista immediately shielded her cards, looking like a wolf protecting its kill. "My luck just turned. No one touches this hand." She had been losing all afternoon, and she finally had a pair of Aces. She wasn't about to let anyone else take the thrill of the kill. Isaiah, remembering the last time Cassian cleaned him out on a cruise ship, stood up abruptly. "I'm not playing in a game with him. He plays too dirty."

’ His body rose into the air and turned into a blood-colored stream of light, chasing in Alex’s direction. Alex didn’t dare to linger at all. He initially planned to say some pleasantries, but Spencer was truly terrifying. He turned out to be a Tribulation Crossing expert who was just a level away from breaking through the Void Shattering and becoming an immortal! If he were to confront him, just a single touch would have disintegrated his soul! “Three Realms Decree, heed my words, little demon. Go!” Alex grabbed a bunch of paper dolls, bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on them.

Chris patted his forehead " goodness fortune he is not as innocent as he might seem. His a backstabbing and manipulative person. Only I know the game he plays" Chris said this as he deeply looked at Asia who seemed to be enjoying herself. Meanwhile, Zack sent one of his men, Mario to pick up his son and prepare all the traveling documents needed. Soon everything was ready and set for the little Jasper to travel. Nora on the other hand was not comfortable with this arrangement, she tried to make an excuse so as for her to go with jasper but Zack refused her. Mario and the little Jasper traveled for hours before they arrived. Jasper was fast asleep, traveling for so long made the little boy ti

“Tsk! I am the very embodiment of the original as the only one. Powerful, in the side of good, but never a pure one. I can distinguish between the right and wrong, good and bad, as of the white and black, as I can say you belong to the latter, Gennivier.” Laughing in response to his taunting and warning, she shoves it away knowing that she couldn't have gained much from it, but to add and fuel the fire that is starting to burn will only get her into deep trouble she could not allow herself into. Now drawing another cunning smile, she proposes. "Tell me, would you like to have a game?" Replying with a smile, yet a dreaded one, he speaks. “Shall we?” Drawing a spade that represents a knight in