Cards Oc Novels & Stories

he said immediately and passed me. Oh, come on. This man is unbelievable! I just rolled my eyes and walked into the room. When I entered, there were cards in the bed. "I didn't know that he's really serious?" I approached the cards and took them. "Woah," I whispered softly when I had them in my hand. They are aces, two, three, four to King but the designs of the cards are different. They are black in color and looked like they were glowing. They are also quick to shuffle because they are soft but they it's obvious that they were durable.

"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?"

“It just forces action. You’ll get used to it.” O’Hara deals clockwise. The cards slide across the table smoothly, practised hands at work. When two land in front of me, I hesitate, then copy what the others do, lifting the corners just enough to peek. Seven of hearts. Jack of clubs. I stare at them for a beat longer than I should. Different suit. Different numbers. Based on what I was just told, that’s… nothing. Not a pair. Not even close enough to a straight to feel comforting. And the suits don’t match, so I’m not building a flush from my own hand.

I asked when I found a black card with a peacock feather symbol and the word WSS on the top. "That's our mercenary membership card." Oskar frowned. "Where's your bag?" I shook my head. "I don't know." Oskar exhaled. He then took out a card that had the same design, but with the addition of R4 written on the top corner. "This is a big deal," Oskar said. The door opened automatically. "Huh?" I looked at him confused. "For now, use my card. I'll ask Zudith to print a new ID card for you."

Like time itself was chasing us, and it was gaining on us. “Come here.” She said, beckoning me with her finger. I walked towards her, my chest tightening with every step. She reached into the pouch around her neck and pulled something out. Black cards. Three of them. She placed them onto the table, lined up and next to each other. “They are unlimited,” She causally informed. “Unlimited as in….?” My brows furrowed. I knew what unlimited meant. I just wanted some clarity.

Helene One of the attendant’s eyes widened with genuine awe as she glanced at the sleek, obsidian-bloodstone red card in my hands. “Oh my goodness… Miss Freya, you’re have THE OBSIDIAN VELVET CARD,” she whispered reverently, as if speaking of a sacred artifact. “This isn’t just any elite card. This is the absolute pinnacle, the rarest and most powerful card in existence. While the Black Elite Card is already reserved for billionaires and opens most doors… the Obsidian Black sits far above it. It’s not even in the same league.”

card, the next participant revealed his and it was written “Blank.” I made my reveal and lo and behold, beyond my wildest dreams, it was an “M & A” card.

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 requirements on its gateway card, the Platinum Card.

Darren protested, "No, why are you all fighting after me? Don't play like that." "Thirty thousand dollars, anyone else?" "Take one." Daron took the twelve thousand from Renea's hand. "That's a license to eat cards." Renea nodded in understanding. "When you eat a card, you can't take another card, just play one out." Before Daron finished speaking, Renea directly hit the only remaining single eight in her hand. Daron didn't even have time to stop, his heart tightening. Darren revealed a bad smile and said, "Renea, it's already like this and you still dare to play eight out?"

Those exclusive black cards came in various tiers of prestige. The gold black card boasted a limit of $15 million, with only a hundred in circulation. The diamond black card extended its limit to $150 million, but only ten existed. And then, there was the obsidian card—the pinnacle of wealth and status. With only one in the entire country, it required a staggering $750 million just to activate. It was unparalleled, a symbol of unparalleled affluence and influence. Possessing any of these cards was akin to holding a ticket proclaiming one's immense wealth and power. Yet, acquiring them wasn't a matter of application; one had to be invited by the bank.