Wager Island Novels & Stories

He didn’t answer her call a couple of times, but she constantly kept dialing his number, and he finally answered her call. “Hi Jade! I am Ella, speaking from the island. I was abandoned here by Sophia and her gang. My life seems to be in danger among the werewolves. Will you please come here to pick me up? There is a short distance by road through the east of the island. I will be waiting for you.” Ella pleaded.

The wager of 600 million Wyverna Dollars was astronomical for the four Gambling Kings. Despite their title, they were not filthy rich. Their reputations were so tarnished that the world's four major gambling cities had blacklisted them, leaving only second-rate cities like Phoenix City as barely acceptable havens.

My GPS had led me to the bridge that connected to one of the islands just outside of Miami, but there was no way this was the right bridge. “This can’t be right,” I said, as I checked the address for the second time. I looked out across the water to a small body of land called Virginia Key. Massive mansions decorated the top of the hills. It was by far the most prestigious area in all of Miami. This wasn’t just a well-to-do part of town. The people who lived on the Virginia Key were a different kind of rich. They weren’t millionaires. They were billionaires.

"I'm not the type to play tricks on someone who looks problematic like you, Miss. So mind if I hear you out why you wanted to deal with this wager collaboration with me?" He even leaned down just to level his face into me. I shyly looked away. "I have a lot of payments to fulfill and my necessities in living need to be solved as well. And this betting stuff you offered was the most convenient way for me to look for money." He then stood up firmly as he motioned his hand to me. "Hm, your reason is somwhat considerable to take this risk of gambling." "Let me introduce myself by the way." I gazed at him when he said that. "I'm Mezakiel Art Soren. Your reliable conspirator in this Wager Collabor

Jack exclaimed as he sat at the edge of her bed. Time flew so fast, and they were already at the venue. Tomorrow would be the wedding, and now, Dalmi could feel the jitters. At first, she couldn't understand why Carden had to choose Lagen Island, a place in Palawan to be the venue of their wedding when it was too far, but seeing how it looked right now, she realized because it was too beautiful.

The seas were rampant with ruthless pirates, and aside from the Sea Dragon Hall, Waller Island was one of the most potent forces on water. Waller Island was located around two hundred miles northwest of the Ice Fire Island, but it was over ten times bigger than the Ice Fire Island. In addition, it was covered with gorgeous flowers, making for a breathtaking view that one could call heaven. However, the place housed tens of thousands of pirates—ruthless and cold-blooded. The mere mention of them was enough to send chills running down one's spine. In the last six months, Waller Island had battled against the Sea Dragon a good number of times, but no clear winner was determined.

“A private island off the coast of Montenegro. It’s not on any list, but you’ll find it marked as Vetra-3 in the original records.” I double-checked. She wasn’t lying. Vetra-3 wasn’t just some offshore account. It was a facility. A personal graveyard. We hopped on a smuggler’s boat within an hour. Just me, Matteo, Nikolai, and the fire burning in our veins. As the island peeked through the fog, I felt something inside me crack. This wasn’t a rescue mission; this was war. The moment we hit the rocky shore, I felt the eerie silence. The place wasn’t just deserted; it felt cursed.

Non-natives are fair game. It was hard to tell which side was better. No one would intentionally give out their bad side when campaigning for something. Despite that, I felt that the werewolves were a more stable, balanced group. I could trust them. “So, what kind of alliance do you want?” “We shall protect you, family and property. In return, you let us invest and buy shares and give us a longer access to the resort than werewolves. Less screening for our kind. Nothing much really. We just want you on our side, and not theirs. We don’t get along very well. Besides, if this opens, you will be the richest family in town, fetching more revenue than most establishments. That will mean people on

If they clung to a man like him, they would surely gain a lot of benefits! “Keep going, keep going! Babe, what do you think we should wager on this time?” Harvey laughed wildly, arrogance written all over his face. The Islander smiled. “You must be really lucky, Mister. You should just go in for the kill. Go all in on Triples.” “Your winnings will be increased twenty-four fold if you win wagering Triples.” “You’ll be able to take 1.2 billion with you…” She gave Harvey a coy look as she spoke.

Isabella said, crying. “Yes, the best thing is there is only a small lagoon between the islands, so we are building a connecting bridge between the two islands when we start construction on the facilities and bungalows on your island,” Amelie announced. “Wait, what if we lost the Newlywed Game?” I smirked, raising my eyebrows. “The winning team would have gotten only the trophy,” Nathan laughed. I looked at Isabella, and she was bawling her eyes out. “Isabella, are you ok?” I asked, hugging her.