The Trick Library

Two written predictions, sealed before anyone chooses, exactly name the cards a lady and a gentleman freely arrive at.

Three named cards vanish from the deck, and your written predictions match them perfectly.

A spectator peeks at a card buried in the deck, yet you name it without ever seeing it yourself.

A spectator buries their freely chosen card in the deck, yet you control it to any position you wish for a clean reveal.

A freely chosen card is lost in the deck through cuts and shuffles, yet you locate it with ease.

A freely shuffled deck spells out the spectator's chosen card, landing on it letter-perfect.

Your spelling attempt to find the card seems to fail, then the spectator's own spelling lands on it perfectly.

A freely chosen card is lost, and when the spectator spells its name behind their back, the card appears face up on top.

A shuffled, freely chosen card is buried, lost in cuts, then spelled to letter by letter and revealed.

A streamlined two-pack coincidence where your card and the spectator's freely chosen card turn out identical.

A card the spectator chooses and a card you choose, each lost in the other's pack, prove to be the same card.

You and a spectator each shuffle half a deck, deal together, and your turned-up cards match in perfect pairs.

Two cards are chosen by two people, shuffled into the deck, yet they end up resting side by side.

A spectator freely cuts the deck and looks at a card, yet you find it as if reading their fingerprints.

A card seems to jump from your packet to the spectator's, landing right beside the card they freely chose.

A spectator takes a card, returns it, shuffles to their heart's content, and you still name their card.

A chosen card is matched, predicted in writing, and found again across a chain of seemingly impossible coincidences.

A freely selected card vanishes into the deck, yet ends up trapped between the two matching aces.

A chosen card mysteriously turns face up in the deck on command, then reveals an impossibly mismatched back color.

You borrow a deck, deal it openly, fail to spot a card, yet a hidden order quietly snaps into place.

Blindfolded, you plunge a borrowed knife into a shuffled pack and skewer the very cards spectators chose.

A spectator merely thinks of one of three cards they chose, and you single it out as if reading their mind.

After a thorough shuffle, the deck is split into two piles. While your back is turned, the spectator thinks of a small number and quietly transfers that many cards from one pile to the other. You riff

A spectator merely thinks of a card during a shuffle, and you slowly divine its color, suit, and value.

A card is freely chosen and lost, yet you find it, and any clever onlooker's suspicions are quietly defeated.

You and a spectator hold separate halves, and you correctly call the color of each card in their pile.

A freely chosen card is replaced in the deck, yet you name it without ever touching the cards again.

A freely selected card is reliably located after an honest shuffle and a casual return.

An improved trick deck looks and handles like a perfectly ordinary, freely examinable pack of cards.

A reversed card is instantly located in a shuffled deck thanks to a quietly tapered pack of cards.

After a card is named, you drop the deck onto the table and that very card turns itself face up on top.

Four Kings are pushed into separate spots in a shuffled deck, yet they magically reunite as a group in the center.

The magician hurls the deck into the air and snatches two chosen cards from the falling shower.

A spectator calls stop wherever they like as you draw cards, yet their card is always at the face of the packet.

Four aces dealt into a chosen heap vanish from the pack and appear together when that heap is turned over.

Three chosen cards, lost separately and shuffled away, all turn face up together in the middle of the deck on command.

This is a teaching discussion rather than a single trick, explaining what the stripper pack makes possible: cards genuinely vanishing from the deck, sure forces that survive a real shuffle, and effort

An explanation of end-tapered stripper cards and the clean ways they let you control a chosen card.

You riffle the deck and only red cards flash by, then again and only black cards appear, like magic sorting.

Two packs, one blue and one red, apparently trade places entirely while sealed in their matching cases.

You demonstrate how a card sharp stacks the deck, dealing yourself unbeatable hands across two rounds of poker.

You shuffle the deck in a perfectly ordinary-looking way and then deal a four-handed poker game.

To the audience this looks like the most ordinary shuffle in the world, cards drawn off in small packets from one hand to the other.

You name the bottom card and deal it, yet a different card lands instead, exactly when you need it to.