The Black Card System Novels & Stories

A black card is only countable in the whole country, only first heirs from few wealthiest family has the chance to obtain it, they surely were unlucky for offending such young master. They could only process the payment and bow in embarrassment, they can't flirt and climb the ladder anymore after offending him!

She read the nametag hanging around the waitress's neck. “Your name is Delana, right? Now I'll pay the bill. Please, fast payment process! Because I'm sick of being here." Stella said firmly. Everyone looked at her. They were amazed when they saw the black card in Stella's hand. "Does this card work?" asked Delana curiously. She took the boundless black card from Stella's hand hesitantly. “If you don't try it, how will you know?!” Bastian answered the waitress's question curtly. He looked at Delana with disapproval.

He was faster than the speed of light, but he was weaker than a roach in strength. "Yeah, I haven't had my lunch, and I'm starting to lose it. The cartels had promised to get me a criminal's blood before nightfall, but they haven't shown up. I'm afraid some of them will go missing." I groaned, my eyeballs shifting into a stroke. "I'm sorry about that, Sire. The thing is we are in trouble." He trembled, his eyes dilating as he stared at the clouds. What could be crazier than me not having my supply of blood before I go on a rampage? Breaking nature's law to keep the balance had never been my style.

"It's like this, Mr. Cohen. The last time you swiped your Black Gold Membership Card at our restaurant, the name of Senior Wayne Larson was displayed on the register, which indicates that the initial holder of this card is Mr. Larson. Apart from visiting you today, I would also like to ask, what is your relationship with Mr. Larson?" "You don't think I stole or found this card by accident, do you?" "No, no, no...Mr. Cohen, you’ve misunderstood me. If Mr. Larson had lost his card, he would’ve called us. Now that you have the card and since he didn't call us, it must mean that he has given it to you. The Black Gold Membership Card is transferable, but it can only have a maximum of 3 users."

Faye uttered annoyedly. Xyla tossed a black card with unlimited credit to the sales assistant. “Can I get the bill, please?” When Faye saw the card, she was dumbfounded. That was a black card, which was limited in numbers worldwide. It could not be bought with money. Anyone who possessed it was either a rich or of aristocratic status.

Meredith didn’t say anything else, instead, she walked over to Irene and offered her a one of a kind black card. “Here, you can manage this for now. I’ve contacted the bank and given them instructions to prepare a Visa infinite card for you, but you can use this for now. There’s enough money in there to get you whatever furniture you’d need.” Irene stared at the card in her hands. She had never seen one before. It was a shiny metal with the word Black Card written on it. She was speechless.

Noise filled my ears as the people all around tried to comfort the grown man who was crying like a child. I took in my final breath when a sudden crackling sound filled my ears. A second later, a familiar voice echoed in my mind. "Ding! An empty promise has been detected. Fair Balance System activated. Calculating… The transfer of years of life is complete. Since the debtor has not repaid the debt in full, forced repayment measures have been initiated." At some point, the excruciating pain disappeared, leaving behind a bone-gnawing itch all over my body. After enduring it with great difficulty, I opened my eyes.

He whispered to me. I nodded my head. “Just go..” I opened my bag and brought out a black card. It was in a small compartment of the opened bag. I had never used the black card when Rylan gave it to me on our first night together. I gave it to the driver, “Charge your fees here.” He snatched the card from my hand, examining it with both brows raised. His eyes widened in genuine shock. “I’ve never… I’ve never seen a card like this in my entire life,” he muttered, glueing his eyes on it and turning it over as if afraid it might disappear.

greeted Bryan with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Good evening, Mr. Harzt, allow me to interrupt your dinner for a moment, but the boss needs the data on the black card immediately." There was a moment of silence, then Bryan Harzt's voice sounded formal. "Give me five, ah, no, three minutes and I'll send you the data right away." Four minutes later, Win called Nicholas. "Boss, the black card was used at a toy stall at the parade, two hours forty-six ago," reported Win. "I'll quickly clear things up here and join you, boss."