Queen Of Hearts Live Action Novels & Stories

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

Lisa walked over and sat down, noting that one of the servants offered Mira a chair out of earshot but still in the shade. “Apologies for the dramatic entrance.” The High Queen said quietly once the servants had withdrawn. “I have to put on a good show for the common people.” The Queen had a heart shaped face, with dark eyes that seemed to sparkle and apart from her dress and crown everything else about her appeared to understated, except for the massive sparkling ruby ring she wore on her wedding finger. She must have been in her 40s but she looked young, she looked still youthful like middle age was only just catching up with her.

Nizhoni walked up behind Sebastian and knelt down sometime later. Smiling, she hugged him, kissed him on the cheek and said, “Hey, babe, how’s it going?” She was referring to the two-thousand piece puzzle he and Jaxsen were putting together. The puzzle was of a fire breathing dragon flying around a burning castle, a mage standing in the forefront, arms outstretched as if conducting the mayhem from afar. It was a gift from Rose.

The man said with an evil smirk on his dirty face. ". No No Please let me go I don't want to become a queen and I am not a fucking queen of a creature like you." I pleaded with the man to let me go but he didn't listen. He was just about to pierce his fangs into the skin of the neck but before he can do that his heart was ripped out from his body from behind none other than by Felicity who was grinning from ear to ear holding the heart in her hand with a proud expression.

I put her down in bed and covered her lower body with the sheets, leaving the part where a knife was still stuck inside her heart. Maleficus chanted words of encouragement and healings before pulling out the silver knife from the Queen’s chest. More blood was quick to overflow from the wound which Maleficus immediately stop with his two hands and closing his eyes in full concentration. Then i saw how the blood stopped and Maleficus continued chanting. When he opened his eyes, he glanced towards me. “The wounds are already closing my King, rest assured. The Queen is safe now and is just dreaming in her sleep. Her own healing ability is unlike no other”.

He kept his eyes on her hands. After a moment she reached up and touched his jaw. Her thumb moved across his cheek. "You're awful quiet. Is everything okay?" He closed his eyes. Leaned into her hand. "It is now," he said. She watched him for another moment. Then she went back to her cards. "Look," she said after a while. She held one up. King of Hearts. "I found you." He took it from her. Turned it over. "Did you know the King of Hearts is the only face card with four hands? The others only have two."

The two things were entirely different. Yet the king of Velmoria had not said so. He had told her, very plainly, about the wolf-debt. He had not uttered a single word about the secondary pulse in her chest, even though it was currently the loudest thing in her body in the soft yellow light of the blue chambers. And the King of Velmoria—who had carried her for three days west across his kingdom in his own arms, who had measured her shifts by candlelight in a forest clearing, and who had personally ordered the gowns in her wardrobe—was not the kind of observant man who would fail to notice a second heartbeat in the chest of the woman he held.

The ballroom glittered with a thousand golden lights, each crystal chandelier reflecting the wealth and power of the people beneath them. Cassandra Blake smoothed the silver satin of her gown, the fabric soft against her palm, a reminder to keep her mask in place. In this room, a smile was currency, and hers had been perfected through years of necessity.

The same reckless spark that had survived bonding crosses, pleasure benches, devils, prophecy, beasts and fate through nothing but stubborn refusal to die. "I am your Queen." For the first time in several minutes, Cael laughed. Not the polite amusement he offered others. A real laugh. Low and warm and completely unguarded. The sound rolled through the cavern and bounced softly between crystal walls, and Adelaide discovered with some annoyance that she liked hearing him laugh far more than was reasonable. "You're using the Queen card?" She lifted one eyebrow. "Will it work?"

“Sleep together, huh? Of course I'll do it. I am Maia Queen. I will never give up until I die! I will conquer you, Juan O'Neil, until you forget the pain your wife has caused you!” If the Maia Queen is determined, then it will definitely happen.