Trap Card Meme Novels & Stories

"Well, I must have done something for you to reject me immediately we found out we were mates." "Yeah..about that, I was stupid, and it's one of the reasons why I'm sorry." "You were stupid," I say, and I smack his head. "Awwww.." he says, and rubs his head. Immediately, I smack his head again, but a nut falls on my head. "Awww.." I say and look up. It is a squirrel. "Karma's really a bitch," Jordan states. "Fuck you, karma," I shout, and we both laugh.

"He sure is stingy. Proposing with a ring someone else didn't want?" Luna's face twisted with rage, the lie now exposed. She was so enraged that she lunged at me, ready to strike again. This time, I raised my hand and slapped her right back. She froze, utterly stunned. I swiftly took advantage of her momentary daze and poured salt on the wound. "You saw the engraving inside? YN0607. Know what that means? The numbers are the date York and I first met. The letters? The initials of our names. This ring… you must've begged him for it, didn't you?"

he said simply, his thumb brushing across my bottom lip before he kissed me again, lighter this time, almost teasing. We spent the next hour flipping through the endless chaos online, giggling at memes people had already made about Logan’s red face during his argument with Tessa, or the way Tessa stormed down the aisle in heels she could barely walk in. T*****r was merciless, I*******m flooded with edits, TikTok filled with people reenacting the argument for clout. And us? We laughed until my stomach hurt, until tears streaked down my face. “This one,” Liam said, shoving his phone toward me again. It was a meme comparing Logan to a “discount groom who couldn’t even make it through vows.”

Reaching for it, it stops face up, and to the purple neon light that slowly faded, the symbol of the roman number I is shown, and to the perfect picture of the man in the middle traveling in a path, the card name is read as ‘THE FOOL’. “NO MATTER WHAT, DO NOT TRUST ANYONE.”

"Let's just finish this game, okay? Afterward, we can all go back to doing our own things." "Fine," SpeedBlade says, looking at the cards in his hand. "Do you have this card? It's three red diamonds." "Who are you asking," I ask. "Anyone," SpeedBlade replies. "I want to go back to sleep. So do any of you have this card or not." "Here," JumpStart says, handing SpeedBlade the card. "Okay. I give SpeedBlade a card. Can I go now?" I shake my head again.

F*ck, I’m doomed! **********

"Anyway, I will call you tonight. There's a day out with my office colleagues today, so gotta go now. And, I miss you, Em. I wish you were here." I smiled. "I miss you too. Don't worry, we'll meet soon at Tess's wedding, you're coming, right? It's at the end of this month." "Of course, how can I miss it? I'll definitely be there." "Great. Alright, you go now. Talk to you later." "Alright, love you!" *** The car screeched to a halt and I got out of the car. The decorated gate welcomed everyone who entered through with a big bold 'Felicity Charity Event' hung above. An event for some people to genuinely donate for the poor, and for some people a way to show off.

Killing his pets is like pushing the trigger for a war against him. “Yeah.” I said with a bored tone. “Don’t you worry? I also have a trap card.” Thinking about my greatest plan makes me smirk in triumph. The happy ending is mine, Henrick.

It jolted me out of my thoughts. The screen flashed on. Confused, I picked up my phone. I had a message request from an unknown number on Instagram. The profile picture was blank, and the account handle was just a random string of numbers. I hesitated for a moment before accepting the request. As soon as I accepted the request, the person sent a photo over to me. My heart skipped a beat. I lost my grip on my phone. It fell onto the ground. Eyes wide and heart pounding, my hand trembled in mid-air.

The pretty girl waved her golden hair with a hand on her hip. "OMG, am I really seeing this?!" Maya let out a cold sneer, "21th century now, and school bullies and discrimination are yet extinct?" "You would want your badge, believe me." The pretty girl snorted back with a mean look, drawling her sour tone, "You don't want to be swept into the wrong sides of us." "Do I want it, or do YOU want me to have it on?" Maya threw her golden badge back into the box, "So that you can mark those who you know you can't affort to mess with?"