A Crown Of Thorns And Roses Novels & Stories

"I can never love a monster like you! Never in a million years!" On a stormy night, a young princess encountered a wounded man by chance and decided to help treat his wounds, then disappeared before he regained consciousness the next morning. Leaving behind her locket. Days later a marriage proposal arrives for princess Daphne, the sweet younger princess of Valencia. However the proposal was sent from King Haines, the lonesome king, rumoured to be a red eyed devil. Scared for their precious daughter's safety, the king and queen send Heather instead, the older disabled princess to the fearsome king's castle. What happens when a fickle minded king meets a vengeful princess, both with a deep hatred for one another? Could there even be a possibility of romance?

Diana, the Werewolf Princess lost everything when a group of unknown species killed everyone and everything she ever loved. Now she's left with no other alternative but to band together with the dominating Vampire King, Aidan, to defeat the threat.

Seven years. No mark. No title. No truth. I gave Damon Voss everything and he gave me a lie so carefully built I almost died inside it. Then one letter changed everything. I am not his patient wife. I am not his Luna in waiting. I am the long-missing Lycan Princess, heir to a throne, and mother to a son I was told did not survive. He took everything from me. My identity. My child. My seven years. Now I have fifteen days, one dangerous alliance, and a crown with my name on it. Damon should have made sure I never found out. He did not.

My fiancé is the heir to a mafia empire. For seven years, I believed our love was the one true thing in a world built on lies. Then, on the night of our engagement party, I found him holding another woman — my own half-sister, the daughter of our family’s oldest enemy — whispering words that shattered everything: "I regret everything. Come back to me, and I’ll call off the wedding." I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I made a phone call instead. Three weeks later, on what should have been our wedding day, I erased my identity and vanished from his world. But not before making sure our wedding would be one he — and every family in the underworld — would never forget.

I, Damien, reject the pregnancy. I'm not responsible for it. She sleeps with the guards." Emily, a slave bound to the ruthless Prince Damien of Opsia, is left to die after becoming pregnant — a crime punishable by death. Betrayed. Humiliated. Condemned. Her fate seems sealed. Until another prince steps forward. Prince Ethan of Blackmoon halts her execution, purchasing her under the guise of a ritual offering. In his kingdom, he offers her care, protection, and something dangerously close to love. But his eyes hide secrets, and his reasons for saving her may be far darker than kindness. Then, the unthinkable: Emily’s true identity is revealed — and Damien returns, desperate to reclaim her. Now torn between two princes: – The tyrant who shattered her – The savior who might be lying She must choose. But who... Who is she truly? Who stole her past? And who will pay for her suffering? One woman. Two princes. A destiny that will shatter kingdoms.

He was magnificent in her eyes before. The way he strides down the stairs which such power and authority, the way he carried himself with such elegance and dignity, the way those eyes scanned the area while it shone vividly like the bright morning sun. He was her god, before. Now that she was given this chance to redeem herself, to save herself before disaster strikes once again in the Empire. She will waste no time freeing herself from the clutches of this man. The Crown Prince. She bowed her head as soon as he descended and everyone in the ballroom, including herself, greeted the prince. "Welcome back, Your Highness!" 'Yes, welcome back indeed.' - - Amerielise Lovette was nothing more than a social butterfly. She was well-known for her appearance that sends men into an abyss of admiration and longing for her. She was so beautiful that she was described as the flower in the cliff when the sun sets. However, no matter the effort many men put to make her notice them, she only has her eyes on one man. It is her childhood friend, the Crown Prince. She loved the crown prince and was loyal to the royal family. She was like a dog willing to abide every wish he whispers, kissing the ground he walked on, blindly following him. She was naive to the dark intentions that the prince has in stored for her. In his eyes, she was just another pawn. She died. She was given a second life, a life where she vowed to do the right thing and not be the dog that she once was. She stepped away from her fate. The moment that she did, things go south and that is how she ended up in the Crown Prince's clutches again.

For years, the royal family has had the ultimate backup plan. With each generation, they hide one of the royal heirs. In case the worst happens, there will still be royals to step forward and take the throne. For this generation, Dee is the selected heir to be hidden. To the public, she is known as the cold and strict CEO of the security company hired to protect the royal family. However, to the royals, she is known as Princess Deloris. The recent attack on the King has Dee and her staff combing through various leads trying to find the people behind it along with the ultimate mastermind. However along her search, she runs into a reporter that she can't seem to forget. It isn't what the reporter has done, but something else. Will the royals finally have to use the ultimate backup plan? Or will Dee be able to stop the mastermind in time? What happens when Dee can't seem to break her destiny with one particular reporter? Can she protect the royal family and still let her heart be captured by those alluring hazel blue eyes?

At the end of the altar stands the groom, the man I’m meant to marry beside the groom stood my mate.

Sloane "The Black Rose" Volkov is the most efficient cleaner for the New York Syndicate—until she is ordered to eliminate Julian Vane, a high-level fixer who knows too much. But Julian isn't a stranger; he’s the man who saved her life ten years ago before disappearing. When the hit goes wrong, they are forced into a lethal "fake marriage" to stay alive, hiding in plain sight within the very lion’s den that wants them dead. As the line between their ruse and their reality blurs, Sloane must decide if her loyalty belongs to the family that raised her or the man who is teaching her how to feel again. In a world of silver bullets and silk sheets, the only thing more dangerous than their enemies is their desire.

"You will not wear that to my pool party, okay?" He was so close now, I could practically inhale his breath. "Why?" "Because I'm your brother and I say so." I scoffed involuntarily. "Yeah, right. You mean my stepbrother, whom I don't and will never accept as my stepbrother?" "Whether you like it or not, we are stuck together. And although I do not like it either," he stepped closer, his body pressed against mine and causing my heartbeat to increase erratically. "I would prefer not to add to my suffering by watching you flirt with some other guy." I swallowed, confused and conflicted. Does my stepbrother want me or not? Which is impossible, because seven years ago in high school, I was so convinced Liam Shedrach hated my existence. Why the sudden change after he found out we would be step siblings? Did anything change? Will the pretense to keep up the loving siblings appearances even last for long?