Jack Of Hearts Novels & Stories

Vincent haunted me—even in the sunlight. Nick leaned forward, arms resting on the table. “You’ve been quiet.” “Just soaking it in,” I said softly. He nodded but didn’t look convinced. “You can talk to me, Lisa. About anything. Even if it’s… messy.” I looked down at my drink. “It’s not that simple.” “I know. But I’m still here.” There was something in his voice that made my chest tighten. He really meant it. He wanted to be the one I turned to. But how could I explain that my heart was trapped between gentle warmth and consuming fire? That Vincent’s cruelty lit something inside me I didn’t understand?

The audiance laughed. "okay... Question number one.. On a scale of 1 to 10.. How much do you guys love each other.. Please don't look at each other." I gave this a thought and immediately wrote an 11... "okay show your cards at the same time." We turned them around and they both said 11. I laughed. "Woow... Is this like an inside joke that we don't know about?" Phamela asked and I looked at Olivia, "no she's just an idiot that I happen to love 11 times more than 10."

Reed called back over his shoulder. Mia kept cussing at him as he dragged her away from the bar. He stopped briefly and whispered to her... I don't know what he said to her but, she paled and finally quieted down. After all the excitement between Mia and Reed, the official collaring of Lizzie seemed tame in comparison. Jack stepped forward and held out a silver heart with a loop at the top of it. "Elizabeth, you are the heart of us both and I would be proud if you would wear my symbol next to Jordan's," he said softly, his voice unusually thick.

He was still sitting on the floor, scrunched up against the wall. "Fine," Kate said, "I had a 4, OK?" "No you didn't. Don't do that. Don't pull that pity shit. I called your bet. Let me see your card." Kate reached down and picked up her card. She showed us the four of hearts. "See," Kate said, "you won." Jack held up his Jack and then threw it to the ground. The corner bent a little when it hit. Oh well, time for new cards. Maybe I'd pick up some nice plastic ones on the way home, like they used in casinos or on TV.

“All right, but just be careful, okay?” Jack nodded and picked up the backpack that had their clothes in it in his mouth. He walked around behind a big bush, taking it slowly, and shifted. He put his pants on but then paused a moment, looking down at his chest. An indentation about a half an inch across lay right over his heart. Luckily for him, wolf’s hearts were not in the same place as human hearts, or else he would be dead right now. As it was, it looked like he’d gotten very close to dying.

“We can still fix this. You don’t have to go through with it.” My heart pounded violently. I felt my breath stick in my throat as I warmed into him. He leaned in and breathed against my lips. I trembled to his touch as I felt his warm lips brush past mine as he drew closer, my bare legs brushing against his hardness as he tempted me to his kiss. This was Ethan. The man I had once loved with everything I had. The man who had broken me. And yet… I had missed him. His touch, his voice, the way he knew me in ways no one else did.

Maybe? "Okay, now you're turn." I cleared my throat and said those words. He picked up a card lying on the deck and looked at it. "Jackpot!" He said and put down his card but suddenly his mood changed. "Tsk, I quit!" He said and slammed his hand on the table, he stood up and took a step away. I saw his card and it's 8 of club and Jack of club, what a lucky guy I am. "You really are a loser, you just walk a way from your enemy." I said with a serious tone then stood up, he stopped and looked at me.

Jack Jack was overwhelmed with gratitude when Del suggested taking Gabe outside to play. As Jack and Liza watched them head downstairs, their hearts filled with joy and love, their smiles lighting up the room. Feeling a surge of emotions, Jack gently took Liza's hand and pressed his lips against it in a tender kiss. Leading her across the hallway, he guided her into their bedroom with a sense of longing and desire. The last time Liza had been in this room, she had been unaware that Jack was her mysterious club stranger. Now, as he nervously welcomed her into his sacred space, he knew that this moment was special and meaningful. With every fibre of his being, Jack was ready to share his world

Japs, on the other hand, was always in khaki shorts and an open polo shirt. "I'm really fine," I assured them, taking a sip of the drink handed to me. "Lara!" I turned to see Zack approaching, holding a bottle of beer. "Congratulations to you," he greeted me, glancing at my companions. "Thanks! By the way, these are Japs, Terry, and Clara," I introduced them. "Ah, I remember Japs, hello Clara and Terry," Zack greeted them, smiling and waving. "Hi, papa Zack, where is Rexon?" I asked.

I kept looking at JP, waiting for him to introduce his friend when I realized that they hadn't met there at the club, as I had first assumed. " Vivi, this is Jack. He is Brazilian but has lived and worked in New York for some years now. We are arranging our next meeting there in the city that never sleeps.” " Nice to meet you, Jack. Too bad we're already leaving," I said politely, but without really paying attention. I was quite anxious to leave and right after greeting Jack, we said goodbye to JP's friend and headed toward the table where the rest of the class was. The girls had returned to our table when we left the bathroom, while I was looking for João Pedro.