Playing Queen Of Hearts นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Keith grabbed my elbow which I was not a fan of and led us to the kitchen where Leah’s current girlfriend and probably the only one of his girlfriends I actually liked was. She was with two other girls who I'd only seen a few times and some of Keith’s friends. When Leah saw us approaching, she stepped away from the group and came to meet us halfway where she pulled Keith into a hug and he finally let go of my elbow which was a relief. “Jake, I’m glad you could came,” she said and then gave me a hug. I liked this girl and I hoped Keith wouldn’t break her heart too. She was really nice with her baby blue eyes and her hair curled up in waves.

I had never seen so much cum from one man, it was amazing, awe inspiring, I was still thinking about how he could produce that much cum when he slapped the hat back on my head and pushed it down over my eyes. I sat there quietly for a minute, until I heard her voice again, “Looks like you’re in the club.” “What club?” I asked, looking up at the blonde woman. She handed me a small, black jewelry box, and inside was a charm bracelet with one charm on it. A small, silver playing card. The Queen of Spades. “Any of these men are yours when you want them, how you want them, unless I’m using them at the time...” she said smiling warmly, “You’ve earned them.”

“You can’t take the Heart.” The Queen smiled faintly. “You still don’t understand. I am the Heart.” She spread her hands, and the chamber trembled. The energy river swelled, and from its depths, voices screamed—thousands of souls bound to the Heart’s rhythm, the echoes of every Keeper who had ever served it. Elion fell to his knees, clutching his head. “They’re in pain!” “They’re awakening,” the Queen said. “All the sacrifices, all the lies of peace—they are remembering the truth that Selene buried.”

The afterparty was a blast. Crowds of noble families filled the halls and rooms of the palace and it made me feel uncomfortable. Never did we have guests as much as this ever since mother passed away. She was known for being the life of the palace. She hosted social parties for noble families, for the poor, and even charity events that focused on raising the economic status of the poor. With that, she was renowned as the Queen of Hearts. She had a big heart and that she always made it a goal to be closer to erasing "Poor" as a classification of economic status.

Coming even closer to my face, he said, "you are just mine, and you are going to be my queen very soon, just make these words imprinted in your head, and I will do anything to make this happen." "I just hate you and will never do it," I yelled, not wanting to show him any fear. "Why? Why are you refusing to sign these documents? Girls flock to me because I have money, power, and your parents like me. What else do you require?" He asked again, his death grip on my arms. "Heart, kindness, love, care, and respect are what I seek and can never be given to me. All of this cannot be purchased with your money "I stated

Kaydence POV... Heth and I made it to the library just as Heather was walking in. Her eyes scanned Heth and then she smiled. She took my arm and we walked inside. "So what's the deal with tall, dark and handsome anyway? Is he single?" I laughed. "Girl he is all yours as long as you keep him occupied so I can get closer with Christian." She looked back at Heth who was following behind us and then looked back at me.

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her...

I chuckled. “Yes, there's actually a room like that. But don't worry about it, it's guarded by Dante's men, and you won't make such a mistake.” She smiled at me. I felt bad for lying to her like that, but it wasn't like there was another way to get information out of her, was there? Progres. At least, I now knew The King of Hearts was hidden somewhere at the mansion… *** I strolled along the corridor, wondering how many doors there were in the mansion. I'd been walking since forever.

Behind them, lesser gods and nymphs stood in respectful silence, their eyes fixed on the king. Zeus’s gaze fell upon them the moment they entered, and for a long moment, there was only silence in the great hall. His eyes moved from Hera – travel-stained and unadorned – to Artemis in her simple wool dress, to Apollo with his well-loved lyre, to Hermes with his mortal gifts still in hand, and finally to Eirene, who stood tall beside her mother despite the weight of his gaze. "Where have you been?" his voice boomed through the hall, shaking the very air around them.

"Signing that contract for you was me doing you a favor. What, you were the one who didn't want it, and now you're changing your mind and want to be my bride again?" I frowned. The heir to the Castillo family was this dim. I'll have to tell Grandpa when I get back to do less business with them. Victoria, hearing this, gave a smug smile and turned to Marcus, saying respectfully, "The wedding still needs to happen. Since Miss Aria doesn't want this position, why not give it to someone else?" The next second, the lounge door opened. A young woman in a champagne-colored dress walked in. She was beautiful, no doubt. Blonde hair, blue eyes, her features as perfect as a doll's.