Royal Hearts Novels & Stories

She looked very beautiful, but what caught my eye was the diamond pendant that had the royal seal of one of the feared, rich kingdoms in all land. "There you are." She whispered. I stood up and moved closer, quickly bowing slightly to show my respect. I wasn't stupid to not figure out that she was royalty. Everyone knew that the diamond pendant with the seal was only worn by the king, queen, princess, and prince. Apart from those, no one was worthy enough to even touch it. "Don't do that dear." She said with a warm smile. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "It's fine dear. By the way, I'm queen Valarie and you are welcome in our kingdom." She said.

If found guilty the royalty has all the right to put the life of the offender to an end. Uh-huh that was never in her plans. Never. She just wanted a simple and no drama kind of life but ever since she was born her life has been filled with scandals. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe nor blink. She was terrified to an extent of literally shaking. The bowel in her hands was threatening to fall over if she didn’t stop. Her eyes were fixed on the white substance on the purple cloak of a the royal Prince. Not just any Prince. He was known by many disturbing names.

Sometimes, Royal and his Wolf do communicate amongst themselves through their mind like normal two people having a conversation. "Not yet." Royal told his Wolf in his mind standing up to his feet with great difficulties as he could still feel pains all around him. His long dark hair which he packed in a ponytail was loose and it matches with his dark eyes. If not for the blood that plaster on his face, he was incredibly handsome. He waved his right hand into the air, as if he was greeting someone, and everything became still, the servants who were sweeping, those who were cleaning, the wolf guards, the whole palace became still.

Du bliver en god engelsklærer i danmark. Always in watch and in lead, YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS, King Phil IV “Wow!’ Deborah and the rest in unison exclaimed as they clapped their hands. “I am excited about the last one.” Peny giggled. “Here is the third card. It is from the prince.” “Why are you smiling?” Deborah smiled as she said. She right away found the card. Remove it and gave it to Marie. “If you will not read, I’ll be the one.”

She muses as she flips the middle card. The card depicts a king holding a traditional scepter and orb. He is seated on a throne made of stone and appears rigid and stern. His crown large and golden. “Our dear Prince is traditional and rigid. He is disciplined. Perhaps even driven by ego. Both indicate stability and prosperity.” She says calmly. She flips the final card.

Heather hesitates, shocked by my order, but reluctantly steps aside. The girls face bursts with happiness as comes to stand in front of me. “Your Majesty, I-I know what the test is about!” she declares. “Go on,” I tell encouragingly. “It’s… about, um, black hearts and wisdom. But not actual hearts! Like, it’s not the thing you find, it’s, um… something inside us. The heart is not really a heart—it’s… someone’s…or my heart!” I stare at her, trying to make sense of her ramble. The nobles nearby smother their laughter.

Hehe. "Wow! I never saw a card like this. You're truly rich, Agape!" Astonished, they took my card from me and scanned it. It was made in pure gold, silver and platinum. It has 'Royalty Card' words engraved to it using melted diamond. On the top right, it has a symbol of a crown. Mine's a tiara since I'm a Princess yet. And yes, the symbol depends on the royal's position in their household. I saw father's Royal Card before. His symbol was a King's crown since he was a King.

“Ruling the represented roman numerals of fourth and fifth, it calls the royal cards of the Empress and the Emperor.” Heeding as he looks at the two cards in front of him. It’s both distinctive features as he wanted to think of it as an entwine destiny or even the lovers, but not. A flooding whisper suddenly echoes inside his mind, which made him smile in the most sinister way possible that he never did before.

Or, if I was really daring, I could get rid of the eight as well and hope for the jack and ten of hearts, making the royal flush. I tossed in my lone Mr. Big, signalling I was all in for the hand, and everyone else tossed in something else as well. No one raised, so I discarded the four of clubs and waited for my card, deciding to play it safe and not go for the royal flush. Josh dealt it to me and my hand hovered over it for a moment on the red and white blanket. Any heart, I need any heart.

My heart was hammering in me at that point. I pulled it out and I couldn’t help as the rest of the envelope and my card went flying in the air. Abraham quickly picked it up. It was a red royal envelope with the royal vampire crest. It shook in my hand and I was not sure I was ready to look in to it. My breaths shortened as I started to hyperventilate. My feet shuffled around as I stared at it. I sat down on the ground only to stand back up. I felt the tears burn and began blowing air out to hold my emotions in. My fingers broke the seal with the cover flipped back. The thick and rich cream folded parchment stared back at me. This was an official royal letter. It would only bring overly good