Chasing The Crown Novels & Stories

“I’ve been doting on her for years, so she won’t be able to leave my side. We’ve never been separated for so long, and absence makes the heart grow fonder. It’ll be easy for me to make her happy again when I see her next time. I’ve already bought an island for her. She loves scuba diving.” Then, his voice turned serious. “Don’t be jealous. I’ll prepare even more gifts for you and our pup. What belongs to me belongs to you.” The call ended, and the crowd burst into an uproar. Someone grabbed a chair to hit me! “You really are a shameless mistress! I’m going to kill that illegitimate child of yours!” Despair filled my entire being… Bam! Someone blocked the chair with their arm, and it shattere

Archer's father comes and stands around us to stand in front of his son and his mother does the same to stand in front of me. I glance down and see each of them holding a soft cashmere pillow with the new royal crowns atop them. I gasp lightly with how beautiful they are, and I look up to meet Archer's mom's tearful gaze. " There's no one else more deserving of this crown, hola. Rule alongside my son and keep him humble. I nod, my own eyes teary as she places the crown on my head. My crown was designed with my name intricately woven into the diamond stones emblem, rose gold framing that is molded to look like wild vines adorned with more diamonds.

Their two pairs of curious eyes scanned the narrow path, trying to get a glimpse of the person on the path. Ada hissed with disappointment, but her jaws dropped when she saw the small gold crown, perching on the head of a young man. His face was clouded with eyebrow, which in contrast to the clean shaved mustache was small. “It’s the prince!” Chinwe panicked with enthusiasm, “What is he doing here?”

“Where is the royal highness? I need to tell him something important.” The two personal subordinates looked at each other before both shaking their heads at Crow’s question. They are also at loss at to where their crown prince is going all the time. They wanted to follow him at first, but their crown prince instantly discovered them and they were even punished to clean the entire courtyard until it is squeaky and sparkling clean.

I tilted my head to the side. "You haven't gone to the Capital in a while, I see," the old man said. "You see, this has started a few years ago. Every year, the Crown Prince goes to hunt. It is a tradition that only the elites and high skilled individuals have the opportunity to join in. During what they call "Winter Hunt", the Crown Prince along with other talented individuals are given three days and two nights to capture beasts in the woods. The stronger the animal, the better. In the end, the one who captures the most number will be the winner. For the past years, there's a person who has won all Winter Hunts. But this year, the Crown Prince finally took victory that's why everyone in th

Chas grinned and pinned her beneath him, carefully not to put all his weight on her small frame in case he hurt her. Nishma glared at him and he chuckled pressing his lips on her forehead. Feeling the feeling of love and loving the feeling of love. They stared at each other and Chase rubbed his nose to her nose, "I'll be late from now on. I've had so much work to finish before handing over the crown to Zane. I thought that it'll be easier for Zane but I was wrong. Zane is frustrated and not willing to accept the harsh training and education to become a Loyal, dedicated King of VITRAVAND LAND"

It shimmered between worlds, and he could see glimpses of her, of the realm she walked. “She’s still fighting,” he said quietly. The Crown pulsed in his hand. He knew what he had to do. Callen had warned him: once worn, the Crown would mark him permanently. There would be no going back. But she was in there. He had to get her out. With trembling hands, John lifted the Crown. As it settled on his head, fire coursed through his veins. His knees buckled, his vision exploded into red light, and his soul fractured, then he stood in the Hollow, not as a guest, as a challenger.

She approaches a magnificent mirror framed in intricate gold filigree, her heart still fluttering with a mix of excitement and disbelief. Rancel gazes at her own reflection, her eyes sparkling with youthful exuberance. The crown she's about to inherit rests on a velvet cushion nearby, waiting to be placed upon her head. Rancel begins whispering to herself. “It's really happening. I'm going to be the queen. Hah! Finally! I will see how long you can deny being my mate, Cinhard. Now I will get you either way.” She reaches out to touch the crown, her fingers trembling with delightful anticipation. As she lifts it, the polished jewels on the crown catch the sunlight, scattering a kaleidoscope of

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I could feel the look of the people around us because of what my cursed twin had done. And as for Margaux, she marched away as if nothing had happened. When we recovered from the shock, the two approached me immediately. "Come to CR, Tiarra, you need to fix yourself." Mace pulled me and Renjo followed us. I just stared at them while still lowering my down low because of embarrassment. "Wait." Before we could enter the CR Renjo stopped us. Even before Mace could speak Renjo handed me a black Tshirt. Use my spare shirt. I know you're not comfortable with what you are wearing right now," he said and he himself put the shirt in my hand. He glanced at me for a moment and then nodded.