Jack Of Hearts Novels & Stories

She questioned further, "So, was that poker card you had… an invitation card?" "It's a symbol of my identity." "In that case, the King of Spades means…" With a grim look on his face, Justin explained, "Jack, Queen, King, and Ace are the different ranks of the VIPs of this place. J is the lowest rank; by inference, Ace is the highest of all ranks. Out of the four card suits, spades is the most honorable one." Sheryl beamed in awe. "I knew it. No matter where we go, you are the one who stands out from the crowd with nobility!"

He smiled wickedly as he placed his cards down, one by one to reveal his hand – Ace of Hearts; King of Hearts; Queen of Hearts; Jack of Hearts and 10 of hearts – A winning Royal Flush! Luke stared at Mr Slevin's cards, A ROYAL FLUSH and his heart sank. What had he done? He had wagered his beautiful, stunning wife on a game of cards and he had lost! Mr Slevin, smiled, wiped the 5000 cash into a green cloth money bag and stood up. He poured another drink for Luke, with another discreet vial of aphrodisiac liquid and handed it to him.

That was when Garrett started to look at Joyce and the way she reacted to everything. The look in her eyes when something happened she didn’t like were almost snake-like. They were almost slit and then would change color, and she would focus on things that weren't there and often had nothing to do with the situation at hand. This was her normal. She would then play the pity card about how she had to take the orphan of her wonderful dead sister in and proved her care without anything from the estate to help her. The last was what stuck out in Garrett's head.

Even their father was no match to Brigail's sharp eyes. The dealer shuffled the deck twice before the hostess cut it. Then she handed Eli and Brigail two cards each. Jerry slanted sideways to peek at Brigail's cards. He almost jumped off his seat when he saw an Ace of Hearts and King of Diamonds. Jackpot! Jerry looked away immediately as he waved at the hostess for a refill. Dog burn it! Don't smile! Don't you fuckin' smile, Havens! Flirt with the waitress, pronto! Before tall and blondie looks at you, Jerry instructed himself before he flashed the approaching hostess a Cheshire grin.

"Ready to strip, sweetheart?" I didn't flinch. I had spent years navigating the shark tank of high-society galas and Caleb’s boardroom dinners. I knew how to keep a poker face while men tried to undress me with their eyes. "Deal." I said flatly. The dealer slid a card to Brick, then one to me. Brick flipped his instantly. Jack of Spades. He grinned, leaning back. "Not bad to start." My heart rate spiked but my hand was steady. I reached out, pinched the corner of my card, and flipped it.

"Full house, sixes over threes." Sweetcheeks' cheeks went pale. "But...but wait. That's..." she shook her head, "dang it." She turned her cards over. She had the nine of diamonds and the Jack of hearts. "Lose the shirt, sweetcheeks," I said. I could feel the breath backing up in my lungs at the idea of having all of her glorious skin on display once again.

Or did I hear laughter, the kind that didn’t belong in a house built on blood and loyalty? I took a deep breath, steeling myself, and pushed the door open. The world shifted. Vincent stood there, tangled with Stella, my closest friend, my confidante. Their bodies were too close, their smiles too knowing. The room was thick with betrayal, suffocating and raw. My breath caught, my legs threatened to give out. The woman I trusted, the man I loved, their faces so close, so cruel. Stella’s smile was sharp as a knife; Vincent’s gaze was cold, unreadable.

He said gripping onto my wrist and leading me down to the pack barbeque area near a pool that was just behind the pack house. When we arrived Layla came with headbands one with a big deer antlers representing a buck and the other with ears and smaller antlers covered with little roses representing doe. She placed the Buck antlers onto Lucians head and the other on mine. “LET THE PARTY BEGIN” Layla said turning to the whole pack. A cheer so loud that it could shake the earth echoed through the packs territory and I wouldn’t be surprised if neighboring pack had heard it. My face went red due to the amount of love I was receiving that I went completely shy. “First we will cast the votes and rec

"It boosts immunity, ups base strength—ideal for frontline healers. You always said public health needed herbal support. I thought it'd be our thing." He stayed silent. "Forget it. Doesn't matter now." I turned away. Jack, trying to pivot, muttered, "Let's go home. It's loud. I... got something for you." Back at the house, he pulled a rectangular gift box from his study. I opened it. Heart of the Rose. The showstopper from the latest jewelry auction.

Just like his old one. “Open it,” Sebastian prodded gently. He did and before he could ward them off, tears filled his eyes. One the back of the front cover was printed a picture upon which he’d never before seen. He’d recognized the faces immediately, running light fingers over them. “They really loved you, Jack.”