Vanguard Cardfight Aichi Novels & Stories

Helene One of the attendant’s eyes widened with genuine awe as she glanced at the sleek, obsidian-bloodstone red card in my hands. “Oh my goodness… Miss Freya, you’re have THE OBSIDIAN VELVET CARD,” she whispered reverently, as if speaking of a sacred artifact. “This isn’t just any elite card. This is the absolute pinnacle, the rarest and most powerful card in existence. While the Black Elite Card is already reserved for billionaires and opens most doors… the Obsidian Black sits far above it. It’s not even in the same league.”

"We take Shinjiro and drop the Vanguard tonight. We clear the board, but you handle the second target." Ichiro turned his head. "My nephew has an army out there." "Your nephew is bleeding in the mud," Hugo said. "Our crews are moving in. We need you to cut Kenji off. Do we have a deal?" Cleo swiped her screen. "Kenji is still drawing from the Tokyo trust. He's funding the Vanguard's payroll right now." Ichiro looked at the numbers. "Kill the accounts, Cleo." She pressed her thumb to the scanner. A soft tone. "Done. The funds are frozen. The Vanguard's supply line is dry."

The tiny, playful touches while distributing or returning cards drew them closer on the couch. “Watch out, here comes the trap,” Aria said, snatching one of Kai’s cards and adding it to her own in a swift move. Kai grinned and lightly touched her hand to reclaim the card. “Not fair!” he laughed, and Aria only smiled back, as if to say, “It’s just a game, but you know you like it too.”

"What if I can't do it? What if I fail?" Madame Serena smiled gently. "The final card," she said, turning over a card that depicted a phoenix rising from the ashes. "This represents your potential future. It is one of rebirth and transformation. You have the strength within you, Jennifer. You can honor Isabella's memory by uncovering the truths, learning from them, and using that knowledge to transform your present and future." Jennifer stared at the card, feeling a spark of hope ignite within her. "What do I need to do first?"

Only then can you challenge for the game cards “8 × 7 + 13 = ?” Takuto asked with a warm, harmless smile. “Uhh… 65?” “Incorrect. It’s 69,” Miu declared, snatching Tanaka’s pudding. “According to Clause Three, your ‘assets’ just depreciated by 20%.” More classmates gathered around, whispering and watching. Tanaka refused to back down, pride on the line. Two hours later, not only did he not win the cards—he now owed a mountain of snack debt.

"Elena, I understand you have grievances, but you should not speak such words on this important day. Isabella is of the Silver Creek bloodline, and Jacob is the Alpha heir I appointed. How could they be impostors?" Victoria's fury erupted. "Enough! Don't waste words on her! Liam married her, only to die in battle. Now Jacob inherits as Alpha, and with her around, everything is going wrong! She is clearly a curse! Get her out of our sights!" Victoria motioned to the guards to seize me. In an instant, Kael stepped before me, his gaze steel-sharp. "Anyone touch her, and you'll regret it." The pressure radiating from him, the aura of a true warrior, made the guards hesitate.

It’s reserved for the high and wealthy factions in the pack, and with this card, that included me. “You girls can’t be in here,” warned the chubby old lady at the counter when we walked in. “Especially you.” She added staring at me. "Actually, we can." Alessia twirled the Alpha's golden card like a weapon. For an instant, a look of shock appeared on the old lady’s face. She knew what the card was. “Let me see that.” We got to the counter and Alessia handed her the special card. After taking a good look at it, the old lady gave us a rather odd smile.

He appeared as composed as ever, maintaining his cool and aloof demeanor. Nina stomped her foot in frustration and returned to her room. "Damn it, Matthew! You're not my brother anymore! Asshole!" He wanted her to accept a woman whose background and status were beneath hers as her sister-in-law, don't even think about it! --- Author's Notes: Centurion Card, colloquially known as the Black Card, is a charge card issued by American Express. It is reserved for the company's wealthiest clients who meet the Black Card. It is reserved for the company's wealthiest clients who meet certain net worth, credit quality, and spending requirements on its gateway card, the Platinum Card.

Everyone studies me, the guys taking in my amazing outfit and the girls looking jealous that I might steal their boyfriends or something. Well, I won't deny the possibility. "This is our newest intake; Ava Collins. I would like all of you to make her feel welcome. Rhea, kindly show her around." He says as a girl I assume is Rhea, eyes me up and down, nodding her head. "Well, I'll leave you to get comfy with your peers and settle in. Before I forget" he hands me a card with my name and a code on it. "This is your identification card. You can use it to gain access to your classes, dorm and get your schedule. I'll check on you before the day ends." He says before leaving me with a group of youn

His assets were indeed substantial. Wardell's lips curled coldly as he threw the black gold card to the beautiful waitress who had just served them and chuckled softly. "Go, exchange fifteen billion in chips for Mister Cyrcle and bring them over immediately!" The beautiful waitress hesitated slightly and whispered, "Mister Hancock, this is against the rules. Mister Cyrcle hasn't given the password yet! And... Is it fifteen billion Umbracia Dollars, or..." "Wyverna Dollars." Yoan's expression was emotionless as he said coldly, "The password is 'blood feud must be repaid', all in uppercase. Exactly fifteen billion Wyverna Dollars, exchange them all for chips for me!"