Cards Oc Novels & Stories

She sweetly stood on her toes and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before drawing her two cards. “With these cards, I forgive you of your sins against me,” Mari said and flipped over the card to reveal a 4 of hearts and a King of clubs. Mari quickly delivered strong punches to my stomach before stepping back into the circle. Next was Alec. “With these cards, I forgive you of your sins against me,” Alec said before drawing his cards. 3 hits to my stomach and he too stepped back into the circle.

Lena had been circling the idea for months. She first saw the black card on a private Telegram channel that required three referrals and a photo of your bare cunt just to join. The card was matte black with a single silver phone number embossed on the front and nothing else. No name. No logo. Only the words “Valid for one weekend. Use once. Burn after.”

🦪 DORA 🦪 “You have just signed a fight till death deal, where only one of the two players would get out of the ring alive… congratulations.” “There are three cards that signify different meanings. The BLACK card is the most common; it’s the one you get when you get invited to a fight. This BLACK card comes with a written letter, the time, and the location for your pickup, and at that exact time, you’ll be brought to the fighting ring where you’ll fight until one of you dies. After this fight, the sum of 50 million dollars is given to the winner in cash, alongside 50 investors’ 1-kilogram gold bar, which weighs about 32.15 troy ounces, with an approximate value of $130,000 - $140,000.”

“Sorry, the job description doesn’t match what’s here. I can’t continue. You can update the order on the app, and I’ll decide if I can take it.” She realized I was leaving and quickly blocked me. “Wait, don’t go. Help me unpack these delivery boxes, and I’ll give you a great review plus extra cash.” She pointed to several cardboard boxes near the coffee table. No pet supply labels—they looked like expensive gift boxes and document folders. I didn’t touch them. Instead, I took a few photos of the scene to file a report with the app. Just then, a delivery driver knocked at the front door. The woman hurried to sign for the package, and I slipped toward the exit.

A small, rectangular box wrapped in brown paper. "What is that?" Cale asked. "I bought it at the hospital gift shop," Elion said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "While you were in recovery." He handed the box to Cale. Cale took it. His hands were steady now. He unwrapped the paper. It was a deck of cards. But not normal cards. They were oversized, with pictures of birds on them. Audubon Society Playing Cards. "Cards?" Cale asked. "You said you liked patterns," Elion said. "And logic. Solitaire is logic. And... I thought we could play. Since we can't do the physical challenges anymore."

Just as he was about to step in, he paused and turned back toward Rhea. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a card. “Here.” Rhea blinked in confusion as he handed it to her and turned it over slowly in her hand. Her father leaned closer to look as well, both of them sharing the same puzzled expression. Seeing her expression, Rowan explained calmly, “It is a black card. You can use it for your upkeep and shopping.”

“Where did you get that? “Sir Jacob gave it to me.” “Is this..” Leo crossed the distance between them in two steps. With slightly shaking hands he reached and took the card. He turned it over, turned it again. Then, as though his sight alone couldn't be trusted, he raised it slowly to his mouth and bit down hard on the edge. “Oh my God!” he clutched the card against his chest. “This is actually a black card. A real one. There's only ten of these existing. Ten. Do you know what this means?”

he asked, handing her the deck. Camden dealt their cards, beginning the game. "So, Mr Woods," she stated with a chuckle, referencing what the Doctor had called him at the hospital that morning, "how many cards for you?" she asked, grinning widely. "Two," he replied with a smirk, returning two cards back to her. Camden gave him two new cards and followed the same process for herself, returning three of the cards from her hand. "Maybe I should take your surname when we get married," Clayton wondered to himself with a contemplative look as he shuffled the cards around in his hand. Camden scoffed, peeking at him over her cards with narrowed eyes. "You mean IF we get married. Don't hold your brea

The remaining sum of his aunt‘s life savings sat in that sizable pile of coins in front of him. Owen slowly exhaled, willing his fingers steady so he couldn‘t grab the stash and run. He had to play it cool. He studied his cards again, just to make sure he had a possible winning hand. The royal flush stared back at him, the charming diamonds and clovers seeming to dance in tune with his heartbeat. ―I call.‖ Big Roy‘s gruff voice interrupted the murmurs around them. He shoved his remaining money forward. Downing his shot of whiskey, he glared at Owen. ―What‘d you got, boy?‖ Without bravado, he laid his cards on the table. ―Diamond King, Queen, and Jack with Clover Ace and King.‖ Big R

I opened and slammed the door hard, but damn, that felt good. I take off walking, knowing where we stay when we are this close to the city. We will observe our mark, place cameras, and watch his every move. When the Joker card gets played, we require proof. Joker is who you want when you want the kill to be brutal and without mercy. He is a work of art when he is in control. His ways should scare me or make me want him less, but something is wrong with me.