Ruler Of My Heart Novels & Stories

With the last ounce of choking breath left in his throat, he lets out a gut-wrenching cry that is lost and carried with the wind, drowning out the aching sound of the last piece of his heart breaking. This isn’t over. I won’t let this be the end.

Win or lose. She glanced sidewise toward the wings and saw that Gary still had Caleb glued to his side. "I have a brand new tune for you," she began, "one the band hasn't even heard." She glanced back at them. "Sorry, guys." Jack did a little riff on the drums. "Sometimes in life you are lucky enough to meet the one right person, the one you know you were meant for and will love together. I've been fortunate enough to meet that person and this song is for him. I call it Man of my Heart."

He continued as my joy turned into sorrow. "I do care for you and I can't deny this attraction I feel between us. I will respect you and provide you with everything you may need. You will share my rank, power, and status but I can't promise you my heart. Because to me, I will only love Paula. Even if I was to completely get over her, I would never fall in love with you or any woman. Do you accept that?" He asked as I felt my heart shatter in pain.

The smile she gave them was impersonal. Throughout the ceremony she looked back innumerable times, hoping to see the one that she’s waiting to come. The more she didn't pay attention to the next best man who didn't want to hide his mouth every time she glanced at him - oh, well, his animosity was for her alone. As if she cares! According to Candy’s readings on Social Media sites, Kenneth Ruiz had a reputation as a man with an infinite capacity to charm. He was also a shrewd businessman and he collected money as fast as he collected her women. Only he retained the money and discard the women later on.

He stepped closer with each sentence. "Your mother and your father will be with you again. In fact, I’ll add a little sweetener. I won’t take Rose’s soul anymore. All I need…” His gaze dropped to the gleaming core clutched in Ron’s trembling hands. “…is the Dark Lord’s heart.” Prince Ron gazed down at the heart, thinking hard.

It was gold. "The Great Stag was a vessel, High Queen," the leader whispered. He took the heart and held it out to me. The heat radiating from it melted the snow at my feet. "Take it. Walk to the altar. And when you arrive, don't look at the Council. Look at the fire." I took the heart. It pulsed in my hands, a steady, heavy beat that matched the humming of the gold scroll. "Why did you call me that?" I asked. "High Queen?"

I never realized when she started ruling over my heart but she slowly gained control of it and fuck, she was incredibly good at taking control. She had my whole heart in her hands. She could do anything with it and there was nothing I can ever do to stop her because for once in my life, I wanted to be conquered by her for she was a queen, my queen.

~ ROMEO ~ They say you could only feel pain when you get cursed with having a heart. A warm heart, that beats, like a normal person. I, myself turned my heart into the Atlantic and caged it into the airtight, bulletproof glass so that no one could ever invade. It’s been like this for all those years until she came into the picture. Natalia Brooks Macallister. My Mate. My Enemy’s daughter. And now, My Stepdaughter.

Said Noel. “Wow, I’m not expecting that. That sounds great.” Said Nathan. “But first, you need to solve your manners. Don’t let your Pride control you, because you keep do as your will even know if that’s wrong.” Said Noel. Nathan’s though changed immediately. “W-well, yeah, after that.” Said Nathan. “Unlike other Sin, you can’t against Pride. You just need to guide it to right direction, or it will make a storm that hard to calmed down. I heard that’s the basic of being PRD-class Herrscher.” Said Noel.

Waning my desire, at what I thought, was intended. “Command me, and I will follow” his voice digs out, while he looks up at me. My feet slip down, as his request, takes me by surprise. Standing to my feet, I’m unsure why he’s doing this, but my heart wouldn't let me. The Thabe I know, never lets anyone have full control over him. He is a fighter, a lone soldier, who at best, will be willing to share some control, rather than have anyone take charge of his will.