Six Of Hearts Novels & Stories

“Do you want to play with us?” Hugo’s face broke into a charming smile showing dimples on both his cheeks. “Really? Can I? Please teach me. I don’t know how to play these.” “What? You suck, man.” A blush spread over Hugo’s cheeks but he endured Ponjie’s taunt. “I can learn.” “Whatever. Since you’re new to this, here. Let’s check all the cards.” The three of them got busy laying out all the cards and grouping them based on their kind. Hugo was once again amused with what he’s seeing. He clarified, “So this is what we call the standard deck of cards containing four suites: hearts, diamonds, spades, and clubs?”

His eyes widened and murmured. "I had to accept that the heavens won't give me to you." He announced we must reveal our cards now. I accepted it. First was his card. He had a straight because he had 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 cards. "Please reveal yours." Ten of hearts, Ten of diamonds, Ten of spades, Nine of hearts, Nine of diamonds, which meant... "A full house. Congratulations, you didn't have to marry a jerk like me."

Just social ones All Hearts !!

“Too bad I have counter-plans, Hugo. While you are out here working your ass off to get the girl to marry you, I am back home doing everything that would please our father to make him make the girl marry me instead. I would be the ruler, Hugo. You are older by some seconds, but I am next to the throne, and I would do whatever it takes to keep it that way. Even if it means getting married to some random girl who I do not even know or like whatsoever.” I immediately walked towards him and held him in his collar. “I do not care about you and your freaking throne, damn it! But do not talk about the woman I love just like that! You do not have the damned right to call her some random girl because

In the end, the perfect husband and father Stan and I were so proud of was a phony, and the love he showed us was a lie. The only truth was this deceitful plot he maintained for six years, ending with a meticulously staged car accident to take away my son's heart. Nonetheless, my consciousness blurred as the sedative flowed through my veins. I could feel the icy touch of machines digging inside my body, giving me more nightmares. There was only pitch-blackness where my son stood, an emptiness in his chest where his heart should have been. He was reaching toward me, screaming, "Mommy! It hurts so much!"

On the inside of the box, there was a small '9' written on it. I already had the chest in my hands. "We don't know the order, though." Megera mumbled. I scanned the cards. The inside of the box had a 9, the two diamond with the number 6, the four hearts with the number 3, the 9 spades with the number 0.

“If I swung that way then I would definitely ask you out for a drink or two.” “Just because I don’t go out doesn’t mean I don’t know how to dress,” I replied flatly, “and even if you tried, you couldn’t score a drink with me anyone.” Keith placed a hand on his chest and gasped , ”am I not the guy of your dreams Miller? Your words wound me.” I flipped him off and began heading for the door and grabbed my jacket from the coat hanger, “let’s go before I change my mind.” ****** By the time we were pulling up in front of Mark’s house, it was past 7 o'clock and the street was filled with all types of cars.

She looked down at the beautiful bouquet of flowers in her lap, feeling overwhelmed by the depth of his sudden affection. "Thank you for these flowers," she said, her eyes misty. "Its so beautiful..." She said. "Is it ?" Landon asked eyeing the flowers for moment. Crystal found a small card in between the flowers. She pull out the mini card and opened it. "A single rose symbolise love at first sight, two roses mean mutual love, six says i want to be yours, none signifies eternal love!"

Six years later…. Garret Holt looked over his father’s land. It had been a few years since he had been back to the small farm that his father and step-mother had. He really hadn’t come since he had become legal and wasn’t forced to visit. Though he loved his father, he equally hated his step-mother. She had been a witch to her niece, who was her own blood, the daughter of her sacred sainted sister, who had left her surviving daughter in the other woman’s care. That proved everything to Garret. Now only his youngest brother was forced to come to this place regularly.

Swiftly flicking his cigarette, he forcefully turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, causing the car to spin in circles around the girl. On the other side, Hiya, with her heart pounding, witnessed a black Mercedes approaching rapidly. Overwhelmed with fear, she clasped her hands over her ears and shut her eyes tightly, anticipating an imminent tragedy. In that moment, she believed it was her last day in this world, facing an inevitable and untimely demise.