Novel & Cerita Booktok Crowns

Her crown fell to the marble floor with a clear clang, there seems also to be a clanging sound of someone's sword falling to the ground outside the palace gates. The deep red gem on the crown shattered and scattered. Warm blood down the steps on the cold ground, slowly spreading, reminiscent of the shallow creek she used to play in barefoot as a child. This golden hall of Avalon became her grave, swallowing her bones, burying her life. Outside, the sun shone on the snow, melting it bit by bit…

she countered. “If you want to win the crown, you have to work hard like the other girls. There's no shortcut in becoming the Luna Queen,” Came his passive reply. “Is that why you have scars all over your body, your pack wants you to win badly that they don't care about hurting their own,”

They spun together, forming a shape. Not a person. Not a portal. Something smaller. Simpler. But unmistakably important. A crown. A snow crown. It hung in the air, floating, shimmering with faint blue light. Every wolf stared at it in horrified awe. Lucian fell over sideways. “No no no no no. Absolutely not. Why is there a floating crown.” Elara whispered, “That is the High King’s crown.” Marek looked at me, fear tightening his voice. “Aveline. What does this mean.”

Gabriella was aware that Kathryn loved collecting crowns, especially the ones embedded with emeralds. She donated a cluster-set diamond and emerald crown that once belonged to the Eboris royals. Queen Eliana herself wore it. Then, she asked Brody to purchase it and give it to Kathryn as a gift, thereby winning her favor. The banquet reached its peak the moment the crown was put up for auction. After some spirited competition, Brody won it, purchasing it at the price of 20 million dollars. Then, he gently placed it on Kathryn's head with his own hands.

It was quiet, so quiet if i was to gulp loudly, the whole room would hear it. The elder reached for the spectres on a red cushion placed on a wooden table and handed each of us to hold. "As Alpha Adrian's mate, his Luna, in blood, flesh and air, you will rise as the Queen of Cosmos Kingdom when I place this crown on your head." The elders thick voice announced. With my head bent low, I waited as the elder placed Adrian's crown on his head before reaching for my crown and gently placing it on mine. The crown was heavy, it was made out of pure gold and diamonds. I kept my neck straight, giving support to my head and allowed myself to get accustomed to the heaviness.

With his attire and the way he stood with the crown and staff in his hand, one could tell it was their warlord in flesh and blood. He stood among them in his full glory. A crown on and a staff which looked like that of kings of the ancient times. "All hail the king of old!!". "All hail the king of old!!". The crowd chorused with their heads bowed onto the floor, hailing their warlord who stood with a hand folded into a ball at his back, and his face looking cold with no emotions in them. They bowed their heads and the king olor with his daughter, princess Lucy kneeled bowing as they sang praises hailing their warlord.

“A cousin of Morcant’s steward, small man with clever shoes, brought the first pouch. Then, bigger pouches with smaller oaths. Then a note with just an initial and a ribbon threaded through it like a kindness: E.” Elowen. The letter made a small noise in my bones, like a rivet moving. “Where’s the book?” I asked. “You said there’s an account.” He looked at me straight for the first time, and whatever he saw there, hair tied back with a darker band, coat too big across the shoulders, binding set not to be noticed, made his jaw relax a hair. “You’ll do something with it?” “I’ll turn the pages where people can see them,” I said. “Then I’ll nail the covers to a door where even men who don’t read

She tiptoed towards him, she extended her hand and she was about to get the book when it was too late because the book had already fallen. It creates a sound, she looks at the prince if he wakes up but he's not. She continued to get the book, she bent and held it. She picked up the book and was about to stand straight when she saw the crown prince's face, she stopped and then looked at him. His legs cross, he looks so elegant in his royal black suits. His hair was down and messy, it's her first time seeing his hair messy. Usually he's hair is well styled, his lips are pinkish. Damn did he use something on his face? Why is he so blessed? Hope all are blessed by the above, he has this face tha

Her boots crunched glass, the paperweight sweaty in her other hand. His eyes dropped to the key, that grin stretching wider. “That little thing. Opens something your dad stashed away. Worth more than this rotting heap.” He waved at the estate, the storm screaming outside like it was backing him up. “You don’t even know what it’s for, do you?”

the witch said. “And?” I asked, “Say what you have to say.” The three witches look at each other. Nerves visible in their porcelain faces. “A crown,” the witch said as she lowered her head. Frowning, I throw them a questioning look. What crown were they speaking of? “Have you heard about the Ruby Crown?” The witch asked. I shake my head. I had never heard of a Ruby Crown. I didn’t understand where they were going with this. Letting them know they could continue. I watch as they take a seat.