Royal Hearts Novels & Stories

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.”

"King Ace, go with her to her classroom", she said to Ace, and he also called Ace, king. "Follow me", Ace said looking straight into my eyes. I followed him until we reached a place with four statues. "That's King Kurt, King of Hearts", Ace pointed out the first man on my left with a heart engraved above his chest and then holding a bow and arrow. He wore a simple crown, his gentle face drawn that he is a loving man. "That's King Earl, King of spades," he pointed at the man wearing a spade-shaped crown. He also has a whip in his left hand and holding a gun in his right hand. His posture says that he is a womanizer or woman always chases him.

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

A perfect start to a royal flush, she thought as she laid a three of hearts and a four of clubs down as he adjusted his hand and glanced up. “Two please,” she said and waited as he dealt two more cards, removing the ones in front of her. She picked them up, her heart pounding in her ears as she looked at them. She fought to keep the grin from her face, slipping the cards into the mix and looking up at the eyes that sparkled like rare sapphires. “Dealer takes one,” he said, placing the card in his hand. “I’ll call,” he told her with a twinkle in his dark eyes.

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.