Open When Cards Novels & Stories

How the heck am I supposed to get out? Rico had managed to open it somehow, like magic, or maybe an app on his phone? I stand with my back to the door, staring at him, wondering what to do next, when he stops and turns to face me like a predator staring down his prey. He pulls a shining metal card from his pocket and holds it up like a beacon. Suddenly, I realize they must be activated by the cards, even though I don’t see or feel a panel that would clue me into that fact. I’m not sure how it works, but I need that key.

I continued down the list, marveling at the darker utility assets: > [Memory Blur Card — 1,005,000 IP] > Description: Allows the Host to selectively obscure or corrupt a specific recent memory from the target's mind. The targeted memory decays into a vague, unconvincing dream-like sequence over a six-hour period. > My eyes widened in absolute awe. "Unbelievable," I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. That single card offered ultimate insurance against exposure. If a target ever began to piece together the threads of my deception, a single activation could sanitize the entire breach without leaving a trace of psychological trauma or physical evidence.

Gwyneth furrowed her brow and watched as the door immediately opened when the card was inserted into the machine. "Do you open the door with those cards?" she asked. "Yes," Axel said shortly, then hugged Gwyneth's waist from the side, leading her into the room and closing the door again. "The door is opened with the card, and if closed from the inside, it will lock automatically so no one can enter without using the card like I have now," he continued. "That's good." "Yes, and my apartment also has such access. You also have a card to enter my apartment."

he admitted with a naughty grin. As Clayton began to deal the cards, Camden settled back down in her spot. She was resting on her stomach now, propped up on her elbows as she picked up her cards, playfully kicking her feet up and down. Her hand was really good. "Two please," she requested as she slid her returned cards towards Clayton. He slid two cards back to her and took two for himself, then watched her as she picked up her new cards and placed them in her hand. Her expression was unreadable as she adjusted them, shuffling her cards around until she was happy with the order they were in. As he watched her, he noticed how her necklace dangled from her neck, the cluster of diamonds catchin

“Obedient. That’s… unlike you.” I pressed my lips together, unsure what to say. Was that a compliment or a warning? He set his cigarette down in the ashtray and gestured toward Andrew. “Do the needful.” Andrew moved toward the table in the center of the room. It was a thick oak table, polished and elegant. He pressed something underneath, and with a faint mechanical click, part of the tabletop lifted and slid open. My brows furrowed when I saw what was inside. Cards. Colorful ones.

They laugh together, and it’s just like old times. Fuck. How did I live without this? "Alright, the cards are ready." Reina announces. "Show him what we practiced in the kitchen.” “Okay, you can open you eyes now!” Ethan chirps. I open my eyes to find Ethan holding a slightly bent three of hearts right in front of my nose. Reina is sitting cross-legged right behind him, her chin resting on her hands as she watches us with a cheeky smile on her face. “Pick a card, Dad. Any card you want, but don’t look at it,” Ethan instructs, holding the cards out with clumsy movements that almost drop half the cards on my lap.

Bonus 3 Ok, guys, I have like four asks all Vampire and Werewolf related I would be doing these but not all at once so if your waiting on one of those hold on and wait a bit because it will be coming up. The sheer volume of asks for this blows my mind, and I will try to do them as quickly as I can while I also work on the other day to day ask, and stories that have been planned out.

He rummaged through it before closing it and walking to the draw where the mirror was placed. He opened all draws in it and his brows were furrowed and then a thin was already beginning to form between his forehead as he continued his search. Marina was curious as she waited for him to be done with whatever he was looking for and she even offered to help but he declined. He checked his wardrobe again, searching thoroughly the suits in the hanger and then he found what he was looking for. In his hand was a black card with shining gold trims on it. He walked closer to her and sat down beside her before handing over the card to her, “Take this, this is a black card, meaning that you can purchas

Dark green paper with a card tucked under the ribbon. I open the card first. Derek's handwriting. "I saw this and thought of you. Not as a gesture. Not as a move. Just because it is yours and you should have it. D." I turn the card over. Nothing on the back. Rhys reads it without touching it. His jaw does not tighten. His eyes do not narrow. He just reads it and stands there and says nothing and somehow his saying nothing is louder than anything he could say. I unwrap it in the lift.

I blurted out, waving my hands in the air, "No, I have an answer." He cocked his brows even higher, gesturing for me to continue. I closed my eyes, exhaling a heavy breath. When I opened them back, I caught him staring at me expectantly. I chuckled nervously, "Sorry, I'll get on with it." "Go on." I nodded, and cleared my throat, "These two cards represent the two kingdoms. This one, for Calder's" I picked up the club, "This one, for Kaden." I showed him the two cards, and then placed them face-up on the desk,