Cardfight Vanguard Rulebook Novels & Stories

My own competitive drive flared up as I matched his pace step for step. ​"You'd better step up your game, Mr. Monteverde, or you're going to get outmatched by your student," I shouted over the gunfire. ​"Is that a challenge, kitten?" Drake called back with a smirk. "If I win, you'd better be prepared to pay the price when we get home." ​I refrained from answering, focusing entirely on neutralizing every guard who crossed our path. Within minutes, our vanguard secured the courtyard, holding the line outside while Drake, Uncle Elias, and I breached the interior doors.

“We can't fight that.” “We don't need to fight,” Vincent replied, locking eyes with her. “We can bargain." He stepped out from behind the pillar with his hands raised. “One question, Guardian.” The fox-masked figure tilted its head again. “If I win the Bride’s game,” Vincent declared, “You allow Camela to pass without taking the vow.” The Guardian let out a low, crackling laugh. “And what happens if you lose?” Vincent smiled slightly. “Then you take me instead.”

Dante whispered, craning his neck to look at the feather while trying not to get too close to me. Suddenly the feather straightened up, hopped out of my hand, and began moving about in front of us, as if it was a quill, writing in the air. Once it drew its last invisible letter, it stilled, then burst into flames. I watched open-mouthed, as the letters it wrote began appearing in the air in front of us in a strange shiny shimmer. Carrie is to compete in the Tournament for Alpha King. Let the games begin. I wish you fair days.

I tossed the roll at him, and he caught it easily. I walked up to Joe, stretching my neck. “The rules are, I won’t go for your goodies, and you don’t go for mine. Double tap if you forfeit. And if you get to use your upgrades, I get to use mine.” “That’s a new one,” Joe said, stretching out his shoulders. “I thought I should slip that in there.” I did a couple of arm circles. “You ready?” “Let’s go.” He punched his knuckles against mine to signify the start of the fight.

Ciro and the Vampire Lord stood there shirtless as Trevor and some other Deltas wolves went to gather canopies to surround the battleground. In no time, the battleground was like a standard arena with spectators gathered all over, in spite of the rain. I heard Ciro murmur, "You better let this battle last if you really want to entertain these kids." The vampire lord smiled, taking it as a compliment from Ciro in acknowledgment of his powers. Trevor came to the center of the battleground, "The battle rules are; One, anyone who gets knocked out of the ring loses. Two, anyone whose back touches the floor for more than three seconds loses. Three, you cannot use any special abilities besides your

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He stumbled to a mirror, barely recognizing the face that stared back. It was not his. Stronger. Broader shoulders. A battle-scarred jaw. A different man entirely. The wizard exhaled and lowered his hands. “Garrick lives again,” he said. “And James… vanishes.” James stared at his reflection, breathing hard. “I’ll wear their enemy’s face,” he said, voice hoarse. “I’ll walk right into the heart of their fortress. And I’ll tear it down from the inside.” The wizard handed him a black cloak and a forged sigil of the Bloodthorn Clan.

“If the card falls, the person who let it fall has to drink a whole bottle of wine.” I swallowed. I knew the rules of this game for a long time now, but had never actually played it myself; and it was made even worse when I looked to my right and saw none other than Adrian. “Starting now?” he asked, inching a little closer. “Now! Now! Now!” the warriors began to chant, pounding their fists on their knees. With trembling hands, I lifted the card to my lips and suctioned it there. I leaned closer to Adrian, my eyes fluttering shut…

I clenched my fists without even realizing it, thinking of how I had died in my previous life because of her. "Since Shirley was kind enough to lay it all out, I might as well be straight with you!" she shouted. "From today on, Lucy and I have nothing—absolutely nothing—to do with each other! We'll be no different than strangers." She climbed onto a chair, leaning on someone else for support as she waved her arms dramatically in the air. "Listen up, everyone! Anyone who reclaims the gift they gave Lucy will, in return, receive 5,000 dollars in cash from me!"

After a while, Wendy added, “Participants who drew numbers one to ten, please take the fighting stages accordingly. For example, those who drew the card with number one will go to stage number 1. After all ten pairs have finished their battle, I will call upon those who have drawn up until the number twenty!” After she thought about it, she said, “The rules for this round are simple. You cannot kill your opponent, and you win by getting your opponent off the stage. Of course, you’ll automatically win if your opponent surrenders!”