Ruler Of My Heart Novels & Stories

I gave her a wicked smile as I reached forward and held her throat in my hands. "You will never hurt another soul again. You will never enjoy the feeling of ripping someone's heart out. You will be non-existent. No one will speak of your name in history books or stories because I will erase every fibre of your existence from this earth. Everything you have built will crumble. Everyone wants to rule the world. But not everyone is fit to be a queen." I hissed as I plunged my hand into her chest and gripped her heart with my fingers.

I continued, “But, I needed to take that risk in the hopes of saving lives and prevent any possible riots. Especially from their people.” Mother turned around with a smile. She offered her hand and invited me to come closer. I took her hand before Mother did the same for Elizabeth. And my sister happily obliged. “It may not seem like an achievement. But I couldn’t be more proud of my children,” Mother said as she squeezed our hands lightly. She continued, “To have the mind of a ruler is different than having the heart of one. And to know that my children have both is such a blessing.” “With all honesty, I accepted the thought that you will be disappointed in me,” I remarked as I lowered my g

This was not a crown forged to celebrate raw power or conquest. It celebrated peace. Hard-won, fragile, enduring peace. A gentle voice echoed deep within my mind, resonant and timeless. “A ruler serves before she commands.” The words filled me with a torrent of emotions too vast and intertwined to fully name….overwhelming love, profound grief, the crushing weight of responsibility, and beneath it all, a quiet, stubborn flame of hope that refused to die. I looked toward Kael. He was already watching me, his gaze steady and full of unwavering faith.

"Did you fall in love with her?" Boom. The question hit him with devastating clarity. His expression froze for a moment before settling into one of absolute certainty. He smiled, finally understanding his own heart, a heart that had been blinded by arrogance. The fog lifted, and in his mind, Liliana was standing there. Smiling at him.

The dream hallway. Doors lined both sides, mismatched and endless. Tall doors. Small doors. Locked doors. Breathing doors. Doors with no frames. Doors with symbols that twisted when she tried to focus. Her pulse jumped. Somewhere beyond the nearest door, something knocked. Once. Twice. Three times. Do not answer mirrors. Do not touch sealed thresholds. Do not speak first in silent places. Rules were scattered through her mind like dropped papers. The knocking came again. This time, from behind her.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

“No. Because I am not them.” Her voice grows firm. “I am not a replacement. I am not a possibility that won. I am me.” Strong. Clear. Certain. That is why I love her. But fear still crawls beneath my skin. “I was once a single ruler,” I say quietly. “Absolute. Unquestioned.” “You were young,” she replies. “I was arrogant.” “You were isolated.” “I hurt people.” “You tried to protect them.” I let out a breath. “You defend me too easily.”

Austin exclaimed, "Impossible! You're just doing this out of spite, aren't you? I know you get jealous all the time, and I get it. I'm sorry for what I did—" Before Austin could step closer to me, Richard shielded me and warned, "Please mind your actions, sir." A punch came flying from Austin's direction. "Who do you think you are, meddling between us? Maeve is the most loyal person I know. She's never even looked at other men all these years!

Sometime later, Harper awoke, Wyck's heart thumping slowly under her ear. She lay there for several long moments, listening to the beat, lost in her memories of all the times she had woken up in this same position, feeling completely relaxed, sated, and loved.

It was too much for me to take it all in and I was sure I was going to have an attack soon as my breathing was becoming unsteady. I turn to leave but she grabbed my hand and said, "look, I know this is hard to believe but, this is my card, if you by any chance believe me and want my help. I will not hesitate to help. I couldn't help my friend but from the first time I saw you with him, something has been nagging at me to help. I don't wish to see a repeat. Here is my card take it and call if you need me. My name is Empress."