Playing Queen Of Hearts Novels & Stories

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

I couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in my chest. As I began to make my way through the crowd, determined to find Rueben, a hand suddenly grabbed my arm. I turned around to see the queen standing before me, wearing an evil smirk on her face. Her grip tightened, making it clear that I wasn't going anywhere. With a voice filled with malice, the queen spoke, her words dripping with venom. "Naomi, my dear, you seem to have forgotten your place. You cannot change Rueben. He will always be a playboy, and you will never be able to hold his attention."

The Queen’s eyes again go red, but this time they seem to burn brightly. “There is no one. Get the hell out of here,” the Queen screams. “My Queen,” The king pats her hand. “He is talking about Quinn.” “Quinn will never be a queen. She is trash. A salve,” the queen is screaming. “Sire, please let me meet this Quinn,” I ignore the queen’s tantrum. “If you let her meet him, I will leave you,” The queen sneers. “Make him forget. Turn him away.”

Taking a slow breath, she activated the crystal. Dark energy flickered across its surface before the figures of the Witch Queen and Rogue King appeared. The Witch Queen stood tall and graceful as always, white hair cascading over her shoulders, her pale eyes unreadable. Beside her, the Rogue King leaned against his throne lazily, though the dangerous look in his scarred face never faded. Before either of them could speak, Veyra straightened slightly. “I wasn’t aware Shadowfang would be ambushed tonight,” she said carefully. “Or tested.”

Each round, I reclaimed her body inch by inch, even as her wins tried to anchor her away from me. By then, there was nothing left for me to give except my own clothes if she won again. And that was fine. It thrilled me. Because I knew the next win would be mine. It was. I laid my king of spades down with a slow, deliberate movement. She placed her card after me — a queen of hearts that looked weak beneath mine. My gaze crawled up from the card to her chest. Her blouse rose and fell with her shallow breath. “Your bra,” I said calmly.

“So? What’ll it be, Selene? Show your cards? Or let me help you win the videos back?” I leaned back, smiling faintly. “I don’t need a stupid bitch to help me.” The gasps around the room were immediate. The dealer moved toward me, his gloved hands revealing four of my cards—hearts ten, jack, queen, king. Matching Elara’s. The room buzzed. “What the hell? The same hand?” “Is this some kind of joke? A tie?” Even Elara’s face slipped. She glanced at Thorne again, uncertain. “No worries,” he said quickly, too quickly. “We’ll just go another round.”

Joey sat in the corner of the couch, her face white as paper. Her nails had dug into her palms hard enough to leave marks, and she stared at me with pure venom. More comments floated by. "So this is what it looks like when the state's top scorer gets the royal treatment. It's unreal." I'd barely exchanged a few words with the two university representatives when Dad sidled over, rubbing his hands together with a grin that was trying way too hard. "Eloise, sweetheart, now that you've really made something of yourself, the school's going to give you that big merit scholarship, right? 100 thousand dollars?

She gets so happy that her juicy pink lips stretch into a happy smile but she handshakes with me being professional. Man! I'm gone case now. Why I'm behaving like a love sick puppy . I've never behaved in such manner in my entire thirty two years of life . Even I've never felt like this for any girl, never even for Kavita. When I think of SWARA, yes her name is SWARA BOSE , I feel some sensation inside my chest. She is insanely beautiful like her name.It seems like somewhere some one is playing any romantic tune in his violin. Why I'm feeling this? But it feels so good.

She just felt something warm and wet falling at the back of her hand, and heard the sound of sniffing. “Face me, my queen!” Jingfei frowned at the sudden skip of her heart. No! This can’t be happening. She don’t love him anymore. She had already moved on. Or was it all just a lie.. a to herself? A lie that she had already moved on and had forgotten him? That he was merely a fragment of her past that should be erased from her heart but not from her mind.