King 2 Hearts Novels & Stories

"Goodnight Vicky.“ She shut her eyes and drifted off. Later after the confrontation between the royal members, Karla and Charles were having a word with Markus and Lauren in the private living room. The atmosphere was surprisingly peaceful. “The King of Devon is celebrating his 43rd birthday tomorrow and we've been invited. Now since none of the kingdoms were informed about you two's wedding, I suppose you already have an excuse to pull off." Asked Charles asked. “Is it important…" “Of course it is. Devon Kingdom is one of the rising kingdoms. King Alessandro has found some way of pushing his kingdom towards the top. We need to get closer to them, especially with our current situation with G

Eyes growing wide, I looked at King Nigel and tried to determine if I was hearing things. He just said it was time to eat... Was he referring to those hearts? "Those..." I stammered, lifting a finger and pointing, unable to stay quiet. "What are those?" Maybe I was seeing things wrong, or maybe they were animal hearts. There was no way they could be human hearts, right? "These are the hearts of virgins." King Nigel responded as a mischevious gleam sparked in his eyes.

Heart of the Kingdom" has a total of 150 diamonds. The ‘ heart of the kingdom' is worth over 14 million dollars.. “ The manager explained carefully but Damian just sat there staring at the jewelry with a calm expression.. “ pack them up..” He nonchalantly said and this time I couldn't hold back my scream.. “What!??” my eyes were almost popping outta the sockets as I stared at in shock… “Why are you all standing over there? I Said I want them all..” he repeated and the manager quickly got to work and they began putting the jewelry back in the case so it doesn't get tampered with… My eyes were twitching as I watched him take out his card and handed it over…

Narcissa revealed and Glinda's eyes widened in surprise. " His heart?! " She exclaimed. " Yes. Somewhere in the Lone Forest, hidden inside an unknown rock, lies the heart of the King of all Dark Genie. Finding his Golden heart and destroying it with the Golden Dagger is the only and fastest way to kill that Devil...

she rolls her eyes. " I'll take over for a few minutes, Danny wants you, the last room on the 15th floor" she replaces me and ignores my irritated look when she says 'wants you. It sounded wild to me. "Seriously?" I scoff. "You go and tell him, I'm busy" I simply say and try to go back to my desk. "Jeez bitch, are you kidding me, you just resumed and you already got Danny's attention, are you, Queen Elizabeth. Nah, you should be Prince one William's daughter" Her cockiness is exceptional.

But they all were pricing it too low. "Six big chests full of pure gold coins. 2 chests of pure pearls, freshly brought out of the oceans. That is what I am about to pay for that box." A man stood up and yelled on the top of his lungs. The wild crowd was suddenly silent. I did not look up as I had already recognized the voice. It was Raymond who dared to show his face to me again. After everything he had done to me and my parents. He was still desperate to get the mighty heart. Even after knowing that it would never bless anyone else but me. I was the blessed king. I was born with that power.

his demon- Ryn, growled at Ryl, shutting him up. "Shut up, all of you! You are giving me a headache." the King scowled at his beasts while Ryn rolled its eyes as Ryk and Ryl whimpered. The King felt his unconscious mate jerk, holding him tightly while thrashing and murmuring some words, "don't leave me." "I will not even dream of it καρδιά μου," he kissed her hands that were holding him. (My heartbeat) As he stroked her hair, he felt her breathing change to routine. She sighed in contentment while she snuggled close to him.

It was coming from the heart itself, its malicious energy radiating in waves. “Why don’t you disappear already?” Damon hissed. The heart’s voice chuckled darkly. “How many times must I explain this? I will leave the day my master reclaims me.” “Who’s your master?” I asked, stepping forward. “The new king of the dark,” it whispered, its voice dripping with malice. “That’s impossible,” I growled. “The last king—Ravengrim—was banished to the abandoned vortex. He’s as good as dead.”

She muses as she flips the middle card. The card depicts a king holding a traditional scepter and orb. He is seated on a throne made of stone and appears rigid and stern. His crown large and golden. “Our dear Prince is traditional and rigid. He is disciplined. Perhaps even driven by ego. Both indicate stability and prosperity.” She says calmly. She flips the final card.

His eyes snapped up to green eyes, anger flashing through his eyes. “You pulled my tooth.” He snipped. She shrugged, infuriating him the more. “A necessity.” Her eyes trailed down his body. “I honestly felt sad I didn't have to pull other parts of you, just your tooth,” King of hearts moved, fast and with intention, or so he thought, not hearing the door open. Stephan moved fast, to stand between an angry king of hearts and a smirking green eyes who still sat still. “Get it together,” his palm clamped down on his shoulder, pressing down and disarming him.