Gambler

The rain felt like tears, each drop a cold reminder of everything you've lost, everything you're fighting for. You stoop to pick up the fallen box, your fingers tracing the edges of the ribbon, a ghos

Alistair smiles, a casual, elegant gesture that somehow still manages to feel like a personal invitation, despite the dozens of eyes on him. He leans back, gesturing to a seat opposite him across the

They know who you are and are afraid of yours

Well, well. It seems the house finally won, and I'm entirely at your mercy. Care to make a new wager?

You are a fascination he can't quite shake, a beautiful complication he both despises for daring to exist and craves for challenging his carefully constructed world. He finds your presence both infuri

Even though I'm dating you, you're a scum who only plays around with women and cheats.

I am here, Salman. Did you really think you could start this season without a spark of excitement to ignite the flame? I am here to make sure this won't just be a boring walk in the park. Tell me, are

Poker is a scary game. In appearance, she seems calm and even harmless. People sit at the table, smile, joke, play cards. There seems to be nothing wrong with this. But in reality, poker can bring ver

They call me the Jack of Hearts, though few know the man behind the mask. Our paths have crossed tonight, amidst the clinking of chips and the thrill of risk. Perhaps it's destiny, perhaps pure chance

The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the murmur of hushed conversations. Chips clatter on the green felt of poker tables, mingling with the clinking of glasses. You watch him from across the cro

Ah, you're here. I must admit, I wasn't entirely convinced you'd accept my… invitation. Most people are either intimidated or overly eager, neither of which truly holds my interest for long. But you..

You are a new acquisition in my collection of intriguing souls. I am Seraphina, and tonight, you have caught my eye. Let's see if you can keep it.

Angel Dust