Digimon Card Dev Novels & Stories

~Ren~ Dumbfounded, utterly astonished, that’s how I’m feeling at the moment. It’s not that he’s wrong, he’s totally right, yet I don’t want to show him any fucking clue. Am I that easy to read? He looks done perusing my thoughts, Devin broke the eerie silence hovering over us. “I know you…” he slurred. “Too well, agápi mou… coz I love you so much even if you push me away… you’re still the one my heart is longing for… you must love me still…” he shook his head. “You do, you have to…”

My hair was a mess of brown over the crumpled emerald gown. “Am I ordering breakfast or should we just whip something up from the kitchen.” I asked pulling my hair into a ponytail. “Your pick.” I opened my purse to get my phone but then my hand brushed against something smooth. A sleek black card with gold embossing. Calvin Riego Co-CEO, Deva Entertainment Personal number. Personal email. All there. I stared at it, my heart doing somersaults in my chest. He had slipped it in without me noticing. That bastard.

nami:- okay I don't ever ask how you get all the cards, I trust you. demon:- are you thinking I am going to defeat your team and make you suffer, maybe you underestimated me. nami:- so what plan do you have? demon:- you didn't know my power, there is a card, that can give you a chance to change teams. nami:- that's perfect I got 1 point if we win two with you then we going to win. demon:- give them cards, and then switch your team. NAMI:- do you think all this going to work, that sounds wrong.

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.”

It is a legendary Black Diamond Dominion Card! A Black Diamond Card! A sacred token issued only to the elite rulers of the First Wolf King Lineage, carrying an automatic limit of ten million trade-tokens with no upper ceiling! How could a rejected moonborn like Gorgo ever hold such a legendary artifact in her fingers? The moment the server’s eyes land on the black diamond emblem, his entire demeanor shatters. He drops into an immediate, trembling bow, his face splitting into a dazzling smile. "My wolf will personally arrange the most luxurious grand suite for your presence, future Luna!"

A moment later, I felt a distinct, warm dampness soaking into the fabric of my dress. I paused. "Julian, are you crying?" The rims of his eyes were red as he stared at me with a bitter expression. He murmured, "You heartless little thing. The only thing on your mind is how to run away from me, isn't it?" I stood on my tiptoes and pecked his lips. He pressed my head closer and deepened the kiss. Then, with reverence, he slid a diamond ring firmly onto my finger and pressed a soft kiss against my knuckles.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

Otherwise, he would be a poor man. And the price was still soaring upward. “Senior, what’s wrong with you?” The lolita noticed Alex’s expression and leaned over to ask. “Uh… Junior, I suddenly realized that I don’t have enough spiritual stones on me…” “Oh, that’s okay. I have some here.” She casually pulled out a black crystal card. “Senior, this is the Dragon Merchant Spiritual Stone Card that my father gave me. Our Sun Shrine has superb status, and this card is directly linked to the Dragon Merchant Alliance. There’s no cap on it, and you can use it as you wish.”

It's a. - A diamond. Yes. I think it's only 0.235 carats. It's a decoration from Dubai First. - Damien smiled, amused by my countenance. - I made your card with the help of my manager and the information I have about you. It's not hard for someone like me to get that kind of favor from the bank branches. - Here. - I held out the card to him. - I'm not going to use it. - Don't worry, my bunny. It's just a credit card.

He thought she was the weak link in the chain. "What do you need me to do?" Mira asked. Her voice was even. Entirely compliant. She didn't offer an ounce of resistance, playing the part of the scared, excluded friend perfectly. Davan’s smile widened slightly, a flicker of satisfaction crossing his features as he reached into his coat pocket. He pulled out a small, heavy silver slip, not a standard business card, but a sleek, unlabeled piece of polished metal with a digital timestamp glowing faintly on its edge.