A Suit of Spades
- Reads 41
- Votes 0
- Parts 4
Ongoing28m
Last published Fri, Aug 21, 2015
Everything is numbered, everything has its name
Whether its a face or number, they all are in the game.
You can go by ranks, go from king down to a two.
They are all tools to the player, they all are being used.
But it really does not matter, how far into the game the player has planned
Because in the end, everything will fall into the dealer's hands
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
why don't we ♫ imagines and preferences
It's all in the title ;)Complete
Never Let You Go// The 100
Destiny is a funny thing. One minute it's putting you on top of the world, next it's chewing you up and spitting you out. Life is one big maze and it's your job to navigate through it. Whether you make the right decisions is all up to you. But what happens when you unknowingly defy fate? Is it all over right then and there, or will destiny throw you a curve ball and let you start over? How many times will it take to make things right?Complete
house of whores
when a group of guys from different areas of the states get invited to a mansion to win a million dollars to not have sex who will come out victorious, but things start to change into more than a contest, sparks start to fly
NHL Imagines (Discontinued)
It's all in the title dude's. You can message me or comment who you want and the situation and I'll do it for you.Complete
Ex-Heroes
Who would've know that Call of Duty Zombies, YouTubers, and reality, don't mix well together. I figured this out as soon as the apocalypse hit. My names (Y/N). I'm a 21 year old girl that loved to play video games and make videos about it then and post it to YouTube, well I did before this hit. My YouTube name was The Gaming Theory (Not associated with my other book!) I had around 3 million subscribers and was living a damn good life in Los Angeles. Then...... It all just went away, just like that. No one knows how. No one knows why, it all just happened. Now, I'm fighting for my own survival against the undead. That was until I met a group of guys, and that changed everything for my survival. I'm very bad when it comes to descriptions, but when it comes to the actual book, that's when things heat up! If the first few chapters are shit I really am sorry, but trust me it will get better! (This is an xreader type book!) (Caution: Strong Language!) (Caution: Some descriptive parts!) COMPLETED!Complete
ADOPT
if you want a description, got to "Some Answers for ya" and go to "Story Updates". That'll explain everything.Complete
Drug Dealer for a Day
What are the meanings behind the labels that we all put, not only to others but also to ourselves? Why should we care what others think? Where do all of these thoughts come from? Well, this story does non of anything for anyone else except the person that wrote it. Just the thoughts that run through the mind of a random person, that no one knows, with a very definitive, yet creative outlook on life. Follow the day of a random midwest drug dealer as he navigates the journey we call life.Complete
5sos preferences
It's all in the title :)Complete
Content Guidelines