Belle Crown Novels & Stories

"You don't need to say anything. We've already made our choice." Brittany and Horace exchanged a glance. "Yes, we've made our decision." Jessica's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "What's your choice? Who do you pick?" At that moment, the butler approached. "Mr. and Mrs. Larson, we have brought the Aetheris Crown." The Aetheris Crown was a masterpiece handcrafted from countless precious diamonds and gemstones, priceless beyond measure. It was a tiara fit for a princess. Horace nodded. "Bring it out."

As she lifts it, the polished jewels on the crown catch the sunlight, scattering a kaleidoscope of colors across the room. Rancel speaks softly. “How easily this happiness has come to me. To think that I'm about to become queen, following in mother's footsteps.” With a delicate grace, Rancel places the crown on her head, adjusting it until it sits perfectly. She admires herself in the mirror, a radiant smile gracing her lips.

Mission accepted. My jewellery is onyx and silver, dark and glossy against my skin. Finally, Mum places the black crown gently on my head. It’s made of delicate metal vines and onyx stones, shaped to look like it grew right out of the shadows. And it completes me. I don’t just look like a queen—I look like his queen. “You’re absolutely stunning,” Mum says, adjusting the crown like she’s placing it on actual royalty. “Caden’s going to pass out.” “Good,” I smirk. “Let the man suffer.”

she raises an eyebrow, confirming my suspicions silently as I think of the calling tune the crown had sung. “Ha,” I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, feeling my face grow red, “-you could say that.” “It doesn’t surprise me,” Cassandra chuckles, “-It was made by a Marsilla so it’s riddled with pure magic. No wonder your presence sparked the remaining slithers of power hidden inside of it. I’m rather disappointed now. I’m afraid you beat me to what I was hoping would be a rather big surprise. That crown is the very one Emmeline wore. It was recovered after the Blue Moon Castle was destroyed. Technically, it belongs to you. My intention was to take you down after this meeting and present you

It is layered, beaded, and so beautiful, a mix of satin and sequins, the stylists deserve a trip to Bali for this beauty, and for pulling it off so soon. "Oh my." Mom gasps when I am fully dressed. "Fuck." Elena and Alina chorus and I laugh. "I wish today was my wedding day, It's too beautiful a dress for the Ancestors." I confess, and they look at me wiuth affection. "Today can be whatever you want it to be." Selena says, handing me the crown. It's a continental tear drop silver rhinestone crown. I clean a tear off my eyes, because it is so beautiful, everything and everyone here are painfully beautiful, and I feel ugly inside for what I am about to start.

Feeling inexplicably nervous, Charlotte approached the trays, took a deep breath, and opened the first box. Inside lay a beautiful crown. The craftsmanship was exquisite, the style contemporary and fashionable. If Charlotte recalled correctly, this crown was one of the showpieces from a recent foreign auction, the 'Treasure of the World.' "This is..." Charlotte murmured, a mixture of amazement and surprise evident in her voice, "This is the 'Treasure of the World' crown?" Kingsley nodded and delicately placed the crown atop Charlotte's head. He gazed at her, his eyes serious as though he were beholding his most precious treasure.

Having so many voices inside your head at once can be daunting, especially if you don’t know how to block them out. ‘Welcome to the pack, beautiful.’ ‘Thank you,’ She whispered into our mind-link. Once Anja was back with me, I turned and retrieved the crown of the Queen – one my mother wore once upon a time. The crown I wear is large, platinum, and engraved with wolves howling to the moon. Anja’s is smaller and encrusted with white and clear jewels, perfect for my mate. Goddess, it makes her lightly tanned skink glow! As I placed it upon Anja’s head, her eyes closed for a moment, allowing the crown’s power to fill her veins.

Darina wears her favorite armory as she enters the main site for the hunting games. The stage has curvilinear designs by the best artists from Shapur. The grandiose carved woods emphasize the thrones of King Rashal, Queen Mariam, and Queen Dowager Tahaliel. Darina went near to them and saluted militarily. “Darina, why are you not wearing the golden armory that I gave you?” Queen Dowager Tahaliel asked. “As a leader of the cavalrymen, I am ought to wear the black armory for the hunting games, Your Majesty,” Darina replied politely.

Cherry reminded her Brie didn't say anything immediately after Cherry spoke. "Urghh, her necklace," Cherry praised, "Take a look." Cherry showed her roommate a new picture where the focus was on Belle's neck as she wore the most expensive jewelry from that night.*It's a diamond piece," she added. "Stop Cherry, I don't want to see any of those anymore." Brie started to feel a weight of guilt after her friend's reminder of what she said to Belle over the phone the last time they spoke.