Villain Card Novels & Stories

Status: Cleared. A white-tier token. White tokens are standard issue. They aren't stamped with high-pack crests like Jakob's Blue Moon badge, nor are they linked to diamond bloodlines like Uriel or Regis. White tokens belong to the unranked students. The quiet ones. The ones who sit near the back of the lecture halls and keep their heads down. Or the ones who pretend to be fragile, helpless flowers sitting quietly beside the Harvest Moon heir. Willow. A cold sensation spreads through my chest, starting in my lungs and bleeding outward into my fingertips.

Luke explained, “According to our intel, this is a special card moguls from the Association possessed. There are less than ten people with such cards in the country.” Charmine’s face darkened. Less than ten people? Anthony did not have one, and this proved that only those in the Association could have it… The Phoenix Card was the highest-commanding card. Everyone must obey the card-holder. The girl knew someone with a Phoenix Card? Sensing something was wrong, Anthony instructed, “Find out who they are!” “Yes, Sir!” Charmine felt uneasy as well. The girl she coincidentally saved from the bridge was a super mogul, and she hated her that much?

If someone tried to stick their hand down my pants, they’d get a punch to the jaw. She shuffled the cards then dispersed them onto the table. “I don’t want your money. It’s tainted.” “Tainted how?” “Because of the way you earned it. It’s blood money.” My eyes narrowed because she wasn’t wrong. She moved the cards around until she was only left with three. She examined each one. “Fire. Demon. Death.” I glanced at the cards then looked at her once more. “You picked those cards.”

Not from my soul. And yet, beneath the weight of that crimson, my mind was sharper than it had ever been. Viktor had sent the black card. The symbol burned in my memory, carved into every instinct honed by years of war and betrayal. It wasn’t just a threat. It was a promise. The game had shifted. No more shadows. No more whispers. He was stepping into the open. And that meant he was ready to bleed me dry—or die trying. I couldn’t let it come to that. Not on his terms.

Gu Yihai takes Gu Li's arm, "your friend's hand 10, J, Q, K, In Wigo's hands are three A's, Hearts 9, On the current card alone, Wigo's full house has won your friend. Now your friend will win only with Hearts A. But the casino is in Wigo's hands, and the last Hearts A must be in his hands. His card must be a bomb. You'll take your friend away. Uncle can't afford you... " "I don't go," Gu Li reached out, brushed off Gu Yihai's hand, a clear and handsome face, extremely firm. How could he go at this time. "Uncle Gu, why do you feel inclined to lose?" Qu Yan side-over, looking at Gu Yihai. Gu Yihai is like venting the ball, the whole person is helpless, "Red Heart 9 in Wigo's hands, unless she

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.”

For now, I’ve evaded his wraith, but something tells me that I won’t be so lucky the next time. His hand falls to the side, pushing into his slacks and pulling out something from his pocket. Two shiny black cards and he offered one to me. Lifting a brow at him, taking the card. “What is this?” “It’s VIP cards to Nightwolf.” My lips twisted, fire burning through my veins with ire. “Is something wrong with you? are you genuinely so twisted that you want me to watch those sickening fights- “ “Who said I’m inviting you to watch.” He responded with a sly grin.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

She almost laughed. So this is how it ends the second time? A sharp tone echoed in her mind. [DING.] She froze. A translucent screen flickered into existence. [VILLAINESS SURVIVAL SYSTEM ACTIVATED] HOST: ELENA VALE ROLE: VILLAINESS SURVIVAL RATE: 3% Elena stared blankly. “…What the hell is this?” [MISSION: AVOID DEATH ENDING.] Her throat tightened. “I already died once,” she whispered. “You want me to do it again properly?”

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.