Royal Hearts Novels & Stories

Nix is that push. Tonight, though I am trying to solve a riddle, one elder has given me ‘Eyes of blue with a dash of gold, a child of ash, her heart, he will hold’. I get the eyes part refers to the Royal Family, but which member? It’s not clear, it could refer to someone in the past, present or the future. There is only two female Royals with the Royal gifts. Could it be referring to them? The second part isn’t clear either. It will be one of those mysteries that will answer itself over time or randomly.

Donton said calmly. Tok frowned in annoyance, and Copra in anger, Nessa glared at him, while the Masters all shifted nervously. It was a known fact that the royal family hated to be reminded of their relationship to Roydo. The last official who’d made such a mistake had been removed. There was tension in the air as everyone waited to see the kings reaction to Donton’s statement, then Donton said, “I was retrieving the Heart Stone from the Keeper.” The tensed atmosphere immediately changed to apprehension.

His comment makes me smile and he steps forward, pulling me into his arms, causing me to drop the box which opens as it hits the floor and reveals the heart. Daryl frowns at it, but scoops it up and places it back in the box “Christians?” I nod “You were always a little weird. Why?” “I can’t fully explain it, just knowing that his heart is here means he is definitely dead” “Okay, but now let me kiss you” he puts the box on the ground and presses his lips against mine, his hands resting against the Royal mark on my lower back, his tongue teasing my lips, searching for entry.

“Do you know what that is?” She shook her head. She’d heard of it in passing by Basil as a place she would never be worthy enough to go. “It’s the innermost section of the royal garden.” Adolph said, “Very few have ever been inside, and it’s kept by only the Imperial Gardener.” “Why?” Laurel asked as he pulled a key from his pocket. “It’s also called the Heart of the Kingdom.” He unlocked the gate and opened it. Laurel gasped as he led her inside. No roses grew there. In their place, white lunar flowers with almost silver petals and lush red azaleas decorated the area. The pond was clear and connected to a river that flowed into the distance.

She swallowed, her body suddenly remembering its previous weakness. "No, you are not." Rebekah grasped her face. "You are not." "What would getting married to him do? It would only turn mother against him and she could hurt him even more." "Depends on when she finds out about it." Rebekah grinned. "Have you been gone so long you have forgotten the custom of your own home?" "What are you talking about." "Polygamy is forbidden here, especially in the royal family. They see it as a sure way to ensure an heir is produced. So female or male, royals are only allowed one husband. You can't marry another while your first is still alive."

VICTORIA’S POV “Before I kill you both,” she said softly, almost bored, “let’s get the Royal Heart, shall we?” My blood turned to ice. “What is your obsession with the Royal Heart? What do you want from him?” She laughed—loud, sharp, echoing off the wooden walls like something unholy. “You thought I lived for two hundred years and kept this beauty by luck?” she asked, her voice dripping with mockery. Dante groaned behind us, still suspended in the burning red chains. The glowing magic pulsed again, and he jerked with a raw, broken sound that tore into me like a blade.

I move the chips even though there are quite a few, so I lean in and the gaze of the three men falls on my breasts Noah clicks his tongue inconvenience. You have two seconds to stop looking at her breasts or it will be the last thing you will look at, and I will give the blonde a nice necklace with all your eyes, he said. They look away immediately, their eyes shining with horror, which makes me laugh and Noah winks at me. The last card arrives, the dealer turns it over slowly, the guy from the bottom lets out a curse and he falls defeated into the chair. A king. Noah wins with a Four of Kings against a Full house type.

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.

"she was pointing at the invitation card "Oh this,it was with the money I…" "Gosh my lady,we are in trouble"she sound aggregated "What is it?" "This is the invitation to the palace,noble ladies pay and do a lot of things to get this,getting it gives them 50% assurance of being the future Queen"she explained "Ok,so what has it got to do with me?" "It has a lot to do,noble ladies do all they can to get it,even the mistress I work for is desperately looking for this"

"When this is over, we go back to the rules. No emotions. No personal questions. No real relationship." "Right." She pulled back, creating distance, creating space. "Just pretend." Kieran's hand fell away. He looked at her for another heartbeat, something unreadable passing across his features. Then he offered her his arm. "Shall we, Mrs. Locke?" Mira slid her hand into the crook of his elbow, feeling the solid warmth of him beneath the expensive fabric. "Lead the way," she said. "Husband." --- The gala was held at the Grand Metropolitan Hotel, a towering monument to old money and new excess.