Casting Crowns Courageous Novels & Stories

Here the pack members still believed in the process of leadership through an ancient ritual - The Crowning of The Alpha Naturale. She was only ten when she was crowned. She wasn’t even supposed to be. She was just a pup. Every eligible he and she-wolf had dropped their blood into the crowning flame that fateful night, but the flame had refused to shine bright. But then one of the oldest pack members spoke up. “The crowning flame knows no years, The crowning flame knows no tears. The crowned is one with a soul so bright, Plunged in a curse to douse every speck of light.

It is normal for Royals to be unaffected by vampires, but the Queen's sister was adopted and human. An urgent meeting was scheduled with trusted individuals to discuss how to protect you. I, as well as the Alpha and the King and Queen of the Redwood pack, were the only ones who could be trusted. In the middle of this meeting, William broke into the castle. Your agitation caused me to stop the meeting and transport myself to your room. I grabbed you out of William's hands and transported you to another continent. I knew William would follow your scent since he was an excellent tracker. After finding a cabin, I bound your abilities until you turn 18. It seems your powers are surfacing. Therefo

Then Rowan shouted from below. Then: "NOW WOULD BE A GREAT TIME TO WIN!" Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then the beam fired. BOOOOOOOOOOM! Reality screamed. The attack crossed the distance instantly. Impossible to dodge. Impossible to block. Then every Crown ignited. Immediately. The First Crown. The Third Crown. The Fourth Crown. The Sixth Crown. All of them. Together. Their power surged through the battlefield. Then Ava screamed. Then: "THOMAS!"

Eden’s POV My jaw dropped open. The crow continued to circle high above. Caw. Caw. It screeched at us in a frantic, frenzied way. “Did you just say…sister?” I whispered back to Beta Brighton. Unlike the rest of us, he was looking up at the crow with admiration. Crows have never been my favorite bird. They’re scavengers and they’re smart. A group of crows is called a ‘murder’. I always found that disturbing. But Beta Brighton gripped my arm. “Please,” he said under his breath.

All of his hype comes from his brothers, how good-looking he is or horny people who like smut-filled books. His brothers are just as famous as him. His eldest brother, Christian Crown runs a few strands of clubs and hotels. The middle brother, Khalil Crown is the maker and designer of the Crown. A car luxury brand, which became as popular as BMWs, Teslas, Lamborghinis, Mercedes and other car brands in just its first year of being produced. Soon enough they became on the same level as Rolls Royce, Lambos and other luxury cars. I do have to admit Crown cars are sexy as fuck.

I mean, “Will you do me a favor and get lost?” he said while fixing the hem of his fitted dress shirt, “Why didn’t Xerxes come? He knew about this one, my god,” he dramatically fixed his hair on his forehead. “You’re there, nothing to worry about,” the woman said, “Come on, let’s get this done,” All of us were divided based on our factions; The Canine, The Dawn, The Sabletail, The Wildridge, and The Averrant.

Seeing him struggle in pain, I asked, "Do you want me to find you a woman?" He seized the back of my head and sealed my lips with a burning kiss. "I want you," he murmured. I forced my breath steady. "Jonathan, look at me. I'm Adam." His voice turned hoarse and low. "Adam… right now, you're the only one who can save me. Please… Will you?"

"Camilla, you chose your own path. And those wolves… You ruined them yourself. You insisted on using your so-called comforts to strip away their claws. Once they lost their strength, of course, they’d treat you like currency to stay alive. Isn’t that only natural?" Camilla opened her mouth, ready to scream back, but before she could, the three former royal heirs had already stepped forward. They looked at the powerful army of wolves behind me, their eyes filled with jealousy and fear. Knowing they had no chance in a direct fight, the three of them exchanged a glance and made their decision. Without warning, they lunged forward together, targeting Cael at the front. Midair, I saw the glint of

I said quietly, "are you pushing me toward art just to trade me off at a higher price?" The cigar cutter hit the coffee table with a loud smack as he shot up, his face shaking with anger. "What did you just say?" I stood tall, my words deliberate. "I'm not going to be part of any arranged marriage. I'm applying for computer science at Camford University. I'm living for me, not for deals or expectations." The room went still, as if the air itself turned to ice. The storm hit without warning, fierce and sudden.