The Black Card System Novels & Stories

Blaine kept refreshing my results page, muttering to himself, “Impossible. This has to be a system bug!” The principal and several reporters standing nearby stepped forward and clearly saw my SAT results page. The score field was blank. Below it, a line of black text appeared clearly on the screen. [Total Score: Your ranking has entered the top 50 in the state. Detailed results will be available on the 27th.] Not only were the people present stunned, but even the comments floating in front of me froze for several seconds before suddenly exploding.

Cold sweat had gathered at their temples. "Explain." Oliver's voice was low and heavy, like thunder waiting to break. His fingers tapped the table with measured menace. "How did the system that generated 30 million dollars during Black Friday turn into a useless machine that can't push out even a hundred orders for the Christmas presale? The presale numbers are a disaster. And now, we have penalty notices from the service provider for exceeding usage limits." Everett trembled as he tried to deflect responsibility. "It… It was Ms. Lynn's original system architecture that had problems."

I don't fucking know what they are. “What am I looking at?” He leans back proudly. “The Don's black card… to be specific, the information on it.” I cock an eyebrow at him, “What about it?” “So I checked on the account, and I found out that it is intentionally invisible. What I mean is, no public banking system can identify the owner or link it back to us, neither can they find out whoever makes a transaction with the card. Once the card goes into their system, somehow all the data related to it gets erased or… stored somewhere hidden.”

“But know this—you’ll die slower than anyone I’ve ever touched.” His fingernails scraped weakly against my wrist, his body twitching in desperate protest. And then… he broke. “Black… card…” he gasped. “Viktor’s… black card…” My eyes narrowed. I eased just enough pressure to let him suck in a shallow breath. “What card?” His lips trembled, his voice fading fast. “He… he sent it to you… your warning… it means… he’s close…” The black card. My stomach turned to stone. I knew the symbol. Everyone in this underworld knew it. A silent promise of blood. Once it was delivered, there was no turning back. Viktor wasn’t just circling anymore. He was coming.

"This is mine! Add up all the food. I think the money on this card is enough to pay for everything." Arsenio clamped the Black Card with just his index and ring fingers. Hendry, who originally laughed the loudest, was now speechless. His mouth seemed to be covered with very strong black duct tape. "Hey, why are you silent? Take this! I won't leave without paying." Now it was Arsenio who smiled mockingly. "This card is real. If you don't believe it, you can check it yourself. I won't run away." Hendry really looked like a stone statue when he was presented with the Black Card. Arsenio wanted to laugh when he saw Hendry and his two colleagues who immediately became silent.

He raised up a black card, which made Kendall, who was whipping up something in the kitchen, gasp, and I glanced at her startled. "What is it?" "He gave you his card." "His card?" I collected the card from Kyle before Kendall could and took a close look at it. Well, it did look unique and different, almost like a credit card but black. Who used a black credit card? "Rich people" "Uhn?" I turned to Kendall realizing I had asked that question aloud, and she finally snatched the card from me. "This is a black card, in other words, a limitless car, meaning you could purchase a car, house, or land with this card and it wouldn't even make a dent in it."

Holding a baby with a black birthmark on his forehead at the edge of the cliff. "I saw it..." Black tears were flowing through her angelic face. "I saw.. it...this child." She pointed a black dagger made up of her blood to her son's face. "Rean! put my son down!!" A sudden thunder has struck the woman, lighting up the whole place. Kepler grins. His son was growing way too far from his grip. The other team has lightened up the torch with the red smoke, Alkhun lighted up the torch with black smoke...

Hexton slides his hands into the pockets of his slacks and slowly walks over to Whiro; each step announcing his authority as his shiny loafers tap against the tiled floor. “Blackheart was calculating and patient. She let many of you put yourselves in danger and then very brilliantly got herself to safety. You spent fifteen minutes fighting with a door and nearly lost a leg for your efforts. If you were in the crowd, who would you be rooting for? The smart competitor who plays the game well or the clown who stumbles his way to victory on sheer dumb luck?” He asks, staring Whiro down with a hard and callous look in his eyes. I swear Whiro almost gulps.

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

Although, I'll admit—I was a little scared. Nerion was waiting outside with a car. "Alpha Jaris wants you to go out with this," he handed the keys to me. "And this." He handed a card next. "It's a black card. You can pay for anything you want with it. The pin is two-two-five--five." Now, this was interesting. Black cards were only used by the richest Alphas. From what I heard, only five Alphas in the world owned this, and it meant unlimited funds.