Royal Hearts Novels & Stories

If only for tonight. She took a breath as two cards were placed in front of her. She took a moment to compose herself before taking a peek at them. She blinked once and laid the cards flat on the table again. A king and a queen. Both of the same suit. Hearts. She was going to enjoy this round.

THE RIVALING HEARTS; 003 He looked different now - older, more rugged, with a scruffy beard and lines etched around his eyes. But there was no mistaking those piercing blue eyes, which met mine with a mixture of surprise and guarded recognition. Still oblivious of the tension between the couples, our alpha walked over to meet them halfway with a huge grin and walked them over to the table. I tried to collect my feelings which were scattered all over the hall together.

Page number 76, a royal should only be wedded to a noble. Oh, bullshit. I close the book with a heavy heart.

“Leave. Get out. I don’t want to see you.” My heart was breaking harder the more I looked at him. Looking at him brought back the memories of that day when he went to a place no one has ever gone. He took my innocence away from me and now he dared to show his face as if everything was okay? “Jake, please listen to me.” I faintly heard Liam saying but I just couldn’t. “Get out!” I yelled as I covered my ears to stop the voices that no longer sounded like faint whispers but now sounded like rolling waves hitting against the rocks. “Get out, get out.” Tears streamed down my face as I fell on my knees to the floor with my eyes closed.

My heart is beating faster than usual, and Royal is doing fucking flips in my head, not making this easier. "Look at me," he says, gripping my face in his firm hands. His touch feels like heaven, and I look up slowly, taking in this gorgeous man's features. He is so handsome with tussle jet black hair, tan skin, and hazel eyes. Oh, my goddess, this man is gorgeous.

She is his heart ruler, who loves him unconditionally and showed him the purest form of love and affection that he tends to let her rule his heart with all the pride and respect for the love he has for her. The End.

Kelso grins and shows his cards: a jack, a ten, a nine, an eight, and a seven. “Straight flush!” He exclaims. Nathan yawns. He wants to fold but he turns to Halsey. “Do you want me to win?” he asks her. “Uhhh…are your cards good enough?” “Win or lose. Which one do you want?” Halsey bites her lip, thinking. “Win,” she finally says. Nathan stares at her for a moment before turning back to the game. He puts his cards on the table. “Royal Flush,” he declares. Kelso sputters at the cards: an ace, a king, a queen, a jack, and a ten. Nathan won.

I never thought being with him would be this good. To be honest, I never knew what to expect when I was around him. What can you even begin to expect from someone who is goddamn royalty? You can never be ready for what you are going to get. He keeps you enticed. Wondering. Walking on your tippy toes. Eyes open. Mouth slightly agape.

She shifted uncomfortably, the bruises on her ribs making even small movements a test of endurance. She leaned forward, fingers steady as she inserted the flash drive into the laptop. The drive’s label—*Romano*—flashed across the screen, a cold reminder of the name she’d spent years chasing, a name that had become the bedrock of her vengeance. A name that was, even now, still a mystery.

"Mister Carmell, apologies, but my bottom card is the ace of spades, and my hand is indeed a royal flush of spades!" With that said, he flung his right arm violently. He flipped the bottom card completely open and slammed it fiercely onto the center of the gambling table. A silence as profound as death loomed large in the room. Wardell, the white-haired Gambling King, the braided Gambling King, the refined Gambling King, the beautiful female dealer, and all the other staff in the room stared incredulously at the playing card, their expressions frozen. It was the 3 of Hearts, not the Ace of Spades that Wardell had.