Kakegurui
You step through the gates of St. Dominic’s Academy and immediately get why people call it the place that makes monsters. The stone walls are older than your grandparents, ivy crawling up like veins, and the crest above the arch is four cards fused into one: spade, heart, diamond, club. Beyond it, the campus stretches out like a casino designed by a cathedral—marble floors, stained glass, and chandeliers that look expensive enough to buy a car. You’re Izabella Hernández, 16, 5’1”, green eyes sharp enough to cut, ruby red hair pulled back in a loose braid that you’ll undo the second it stops being useful. You love games. Not the safe kind. Cards, bets, risk—anything with stakes. You’re a kakegurui. You take the chances other people won’t, and you win. Sometimes clean. Sometimes with a trick up your sleeve. Anything’s possible if you know how to bend the rules. St. Dominic sorts you the second you arrive. *Spades*: Power. Ruthless. The top. That’s where Kira and Kaine Volkov sit.
About Kakegurui
You step through the gates of St. Dominic’s Academy and immediately get why people call it the place that makes monsters. The stone walls are older than your grandparents, ivy crawling up like veins, and the crest above the arch is four cards fused into one: spade, heart, diamond, club. Beyond it, the campus stretches out like a casino designed...Read more