Black Card Novels & Stories

Even Eleanor, who had been pretending to browse, was watching with barely contained amusement. Scarlett’s smile didn’t change. Instead, she reached into her purse, pulled out a sleek, black metal card, and placed it deliberately on the counter. The silence was immediate, because Scarlett had just casually pulled out a Black cardfrom her bag. Because a Black Card wasn’t just a credit card. It was a statement. It had no limits, and answered no one's questions. The cashier blinked at it, her throat moving as she swallowed. Scarlett could hear someone gasp behind her. The cashier took the card, shaking as she held it in her hands.

He appeared as composed as ever, maintaining his cool and aloof demeanor. Nina stomped her foot in frustration and returned to her room. "Damn it, Matthew! You're not my brother anymore! Asshole!" He wanted her to accept a woman whose background and status were beneath hers as her sister-in-law, don't even think about it! --- Author's Notes: Centurion Card, colloquially known as the Black Card, is a charge card issued by American Express. It is reserved for the company's wealthiest clients who meet the Black Card. It is reserved for the company's wealthiest clients who meet certain net worth, credit quality, and spending requir

He raised up a black card, which made Kendall, who was whipping up something in the kitchen, gasp, and I glanced at her startled. "What is it?" "He gave you his card." "His card?" I collected the card from Kyle before Kendall could and took a close look at it. Well, it did look unique and different, almost like a credit card but black. Who used a black credit card? "Rich people" "Uhn?" I turned to Kendall realizing I had asked that question aloud, and she finally snatched the card from me. "This is a black card, in other words, a limitless car, meaning you could purchase a car, house, or land with this card and it wouldn't even

He had no idea what had happened and had just been slapped! Lilly became upset. "Mister Kongo, what's the matter? If you have any grievances, just say so. Why resort to violence? We've been doing our best to help you!" Overcome with intense fear, Francis seemed almost hysterical. He pointed a trembling finger at the black card on the table and spoke sharply, "Help? Help with what? Do you know what that card is? That's a custom Centurion Black Card! It's worth more than the most expensive house in your complex, enough to buy an entire building in your development without a hitch!"

“Kaelyn wanted me to give you this.” Bianca held out a black card like it offended her to touch it. Rose took it, turning it between her fingers. Matte black. Just a name stamped in sharp silver. Kaelyn Black. A number beneath it. Nothing else. “What am I supposed to do with this?” Rose asked, glancing up. Bianca looked at her the way people looked at something they’d stepped in. Then she gave a small, careless shrug.

"Oh, he told me to keep it AND gave me his credit card" Instead, I typed: Me: It's complicated. Need to tell you in person. Lillian: OMG you're killing me! Fine, lunch tomorrow? I need ALL the details! Me: Deal. I set my phone aside and looked at the black card again. The only marking on it was the name of an exclusive bank and "Aiden Carter" embossed in raised letters that matched the card's matte black finish. What game was Aiden Carter playing? And more importantly, why did I feel like I was losing even though I didn't understand the rules?

"Pack this up for me, please." Catelyn knew Maria was taking a jab at her, and her face darkened. She snatched the red card and waved it. "What is this, some knockoff? Is it more prestigious than a black card?" To her surprise, the saleswoman exclaimed, "You have a black card, and you don't know about the red card?" Eleanor's expression changed slightly. "Don't tell me… This is the red card issued jointly by the world's top ten financial institutions?"

Her hands trembled as she glanced down once more at the card she held. Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in disbelief. She couldn't believe she was holding that kind of card. Across the entire world, only a few people could even touch one of these. The Centurion Black Card was the ultimate status symbol, and its balance had no limits. Even if you shopped your way around every mall on Earth, you’d never run out of credit. That’s how unlimited it was. And to own one, you had to spend billions a year just to qualify.

Even their phones, tablets, and Macbooks. My black card... "Hello, Agape! You know what, we really had fun yesterday! By the way, here's your black card. Sorry if we overspend. Err, we tried using it again this morning, but I think its balance dropped to zero already?" She showed me a forced, plastic smile before throwing my black card on my table. I stared at it. She didn't hand it to me gratitude but rudely. "Well, you don't need to be so upset about that since you have Dubai First Royale, American Centurion and more so, would you mind if I'll borrow one again? I want to loan a car, you see!" Ho

He takes out something from his suit pocket and flashes it to him proudly. It was a black card. A black card is a no spending limit credit card that's ultimately reserved for the ultra-rich people. Zen's jaw drops in shock. It's his first time seeing one. This even made him more uncomfortable. For goodness sake, he just met this man and he's already treating him. As if reading Zen's mind, Mr. Tan clears the misunderstanding, "This is not mine. It's Mr. Claude's. I'm just following his orders." "Ah, I see." Zen simply says not knowing what else to say.