The King 2 Hearts Novels & Stories

You always have. Her voice wove through the light inside me, steadying it. Not stopping the storm. Just giving the storm direction. Follow the heartbeat. Find the center. Anchor the realm. I sucked in a shaking breath and reached again for the fading presence beneath my palms. The king’s heart was silent. Still. Cold. But his magic lay deep inside him like a buried ember waiting for air. I pushed through the pain. Through the terror. Through the overwhelming force threatening to tear my body apart. I reached deeper.

his demon- Ryn, growled at Ryl, shutting him up. "Shut up, all of you! You are giving me a headache." the King scowled at his beasts while Ryn rolled its eyes as Ryk and Ryl whimpered. The King felt his unconscious mate jerk, holding him tightly while thrashing and murmuring some words, "don't leave me." "I will not even dream of it καρδιά μου," he kissed her hands that were holding him. (My heartbeat) As he stroked her hair, he felt her breathing change to routine. She sighed in contentment while she snuggled close to him.

He asked and walked up to her,before she could reply he tore her royal dress leaving her in underwear,she stood freely without making any attempts to cover up she had been his for five hundred years The King stared at her What a gracious body he mutters and sat on the king size bed Come and give me a lap dance that's your punishment he said and Hazel smiled,she did as told,while she was dancing the King touched her breast and proceeded to her chest when he felt two heartbeats again,why is he felt two heartbeats in women today he asked inwardly and ordered her to stop dancing What is wrong my beloved the Queen asked worriedly I felt two heartbeats instead of one he said and Hazel didn't belie

I chuckled. “Yes, there's actually a room like that. But don't worry about it, it's guarded by Dante's men, and you won't make such a mistake.” She smiled at me. I felt bad for lying to her like that, but it wasn't like there was another way to get information out of her, was there? Progres. At least, I now knew The King of Hearts was hidden somewhere at the mansion… *** I strolled along the corridor, wondering how many doors there were in the mansion. I'd been walking since forever.

Many negative thoughts were coming into their minds. If something happened to their Queen they will feel guilty all their life. They were sent with the Queen to take care of her. They panic a lot and starts to cry. After not finding their Queen they decide to report to the king. when they were about to walk and head towards the Kings chamber they saw their Queen was coming from the middle of the garden towards them.She was crying.

“Player Two had joined the game!” What the fuck? I frowned, looking around in confusion about what was going on. It looked like I was in some castle, given the stone walls. Which for a dream isn’t too weird. No weird is that there was a gigantic queen of hearts playing card, holding an equally giant flamingo like a croquet mallet hitting a brightly colored hedgehog curled into a ball.

“Mama, don't do this to yourself, don't do this to me. Stop feeding on false hope.” “But–” “No buts, Mama! I'm at the bottom of the list, and the person on top of the list has also been waiting for years.” “I get that. But we could always ask the king for help, he could use his power to get you a new heart.” I sat up straight. “No.” I said firmly.

He told me about my hunt for this woman, and for so long, it has been lost on me who she could be. “Who is she?” I ask slowly, already feeling like my world is collapsing with just the look on Grey's face. “She’s the King’s mother," he breathes.

“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

She took a deep breath before pushing open the door, her limbs once again shaking. Inside the room was two men, and a woman. She was certain that the man in the middle, a man only a few years older than her, at the head of the table as they all sat around, was the King. He had shaggy black hair, and was lazily lounged out, with his feet in another chair. However, just as she realized that the wonderful scent of a warm fireplace seemed nearly overpowering in here, his eyes snapped up to hers, and she saw the depths of his amber eyes. She felt like she was going to be eaten alive if she looked into them for too long.