Alec Benjamin Paper Crown Novels & Stories

And I think the Moon Goddess hasn't just taken me to her kingdom yet, so that I can witness the rebirth of the monarchy. Drake advances with 3 other alphas. In the hands of the 3 alphas, 3 crowns on a cushion. - Queen Katniss, we took the liberty of having our best craftsmen make these crowns. All the packs present, and even those represented here by others, contributed with gold. The contribution was so great that it was enough to make 100 crowns. The gold that remains will be the fund for the royal army. 3 simple chairs, which Drake had asked Alex's parents for, are brought to the bottom of the stairs and the 3 mates go down and sit down.

I exclaimed to myself but then again patiently had to wait. A few minutes late, Benjamin stepped out.. He was dressed in a weird attire and with a strong counterance. " Who's he?". I leaned forward and asked the girl beside me. The girl looked at me like I had already commited a crime. " that's, Benjamin, his an alpha and our lady". She finally shared the identity of Benjamin after her intensed look.. I've been fortunate to read about Alphas and anything supernatural, and whenever they say that, someone's is an alpha? He's the leader of a werewolf gang and not human..

the owner explained as he attempted to put it on me. I immediately stepped back and put my hand in front of me. “I am not wearing that. And I don’t believe that it is truly called that,” I protested. I continued, “I think the real name of it is the crown of shame and embarrassment.” Benjamin cleared his throat before he called my attention. His eyes begged for me to close my mouth and to simply go along with it. ‘Ugh! The things I do for Benjamin!’ I thought to myself. I snatched the crown from the man and slammed it onto my head. I headed for the door with a huff.

"Why?" He tilted his head, a motion smooth and wolfish, as though the beast within him had never truly left. His damp hair fell across his brow, shadowing one crimson eye, but even concealed, his beauty was a thing to unmake the world. "Because I am a curse," he said softly through lips that looked carved for both cruelty and tenderness. He seemed too much: too regal, too dangerous, too unearthly for this small, lamplit room. "And those who hunt curses care little for what else burns in their wake."

She launched across the grass, nearly tripping over a pillow throne, and flung herself at Alex, who had just stepped into the yard holding a white box labelled SUGAR COOKIES & CUPCAKES in big looping script. He caught her with a grunt, spinning her once before setting her down. “Easy, my queen! You almost knocked the frosting off my peace offering.” “You came!” she said, breathless, squeezing his waist. “You really came.” “I missed a royal event?” he said, holding up the box. “I should be arrested.” Pearl beamed. “There’s a paper crown with your name on it.” “You made me a crown?” “It has sequins.” “I love sequins,” Alex deadpanned. “Almost as much as I love cupcakes.”

Right after they dress me up, Anna waits by the door and smiles, "Dinner should be ready." "I best be on my way, then." The maids do a finishing touch on my dress and put on my jewelry and crown. Royalty is crazy. You have to keep wearing a damned crown on your head and all the formalities are observed even in a simple dinner like this one. I walk towards the banquet hall trying to lighten my mind off of things. I do not want to be thinking of the Introductory or whatever deal father might have on this marriage he just discussed. It seems father has found his place in the banquet hall already as I arrive. And as usual, Kael is nowhere to be found. How is the crown prince always late? "Good e

She thought no one would notice—even her father had said it looked beautiful. If her father, who’d been in jewelry for so many years, hadn’t noticed anything, what right did Amanda have to speak? “Benjamin, Amanda’s drawing style is so similar to G’s. But my design came from that time you and I went to the beach—remember? You made me a flower crown.” Jennifer’s voice was gentle; at that moment, she really did recall the lavender crown he had woven for her by the sea. Benjamin’s tone went cold. “I don’t remember.”

Violet bit down on her lower lip so hard that it nearly broke the skin, but she still tried to hold her ground. "It's just a cheap ornament," she said stiffly. "I already looked it up. The online price is about five bucks. I'll give you ten. That's more than enough." I let out a quiet laugh. "Are you sure you searched for the right thing?" I said. "Try this. Look up the news. 'Neel Corporation's Chairman Wins Bidding War for Rare Antique, Gives It to Daughter.'" Someone in the crowd gasped. "It's real! It's the same piece I found online earlier. It's worth three million dollars!"

“Show him your ring, Luna Aeliana.” Aeliana lifts her hand and smiles. Sure enough, on her ring finger, covering the million-dollar diamond ring I spent years customising is a paper ring with Calen’s name on it. When I turn to him, he points to the paper crown on his head that I’m guessing Aeliana made him. “It’s paper,” I tell him. “I gave her a real diamond.” “Kingston,” Aeliana warns. “I’ll buy her a big…big…bigger ring when I grow up,” he huffs. “And we’re going to get married together, and eat candy all day. Right, Mrs Calen?”

A trembling attendant carried a black and gold crown embedded with rubies onto the altar. Ares struggled to his feet. He wiped the blood off his hands and made to take the crown. "Estella, I-I will crown you. It's my honor, and the Thunderhowl pack's sincere—" "That's unnecessary," I coldly interrupted as I took the crown from the attendant's hands. "I don't need you to give me my power. I certainly don't need your filthy hands to crown me either." Under everyone's gaze, and before this ex-Alpha, I steadily placed the crown symbolizing absolute power upon my own head.