Chasing The Crown Novels & Stories

she held her spinning head and her vision started to blur and everything went black as she heard Chelsea shouting her name and calling Enzo inside. ------ Tabby

By the time they released me in the foyer, tears were burning my eyes. The front doors opened before I reached them. Dante, Luca, and Bianca had returned. Bianca held up a diamond hair clip that glittered beneath the chandelier. “I still can’t believe something this small cost thirty thousand dollars.” Dante laughed. “If you love it, the price doesn’t matter.” “Besides,” Luca added, “your mother gave you the black card for your college wardrobe. You’re supposed to use it.” Thirty thousand dollars. More than I could earn in months of working at the café.

Carla said upon Cherry's return before she could even sit down, "But you should apply some decorum because if you react like that over a little bunny what are the rest of us supposed to do when our mates bring in a real game?" Immediately all the joy radiating from Cherry dimmed down, she looked like she had just been drenched with a bucket of cold water, the others except myself exploded in jeering laughter and I just couldn't keep quiet about it. "I don't see your hands tied Carla, you had your turn to welcome your mate when he returned a few hours ago and you did what you felt was appropriate," Carla was quick to shoot back at me. "Now that I think about it, our dear crown prince hasn't a

“Who else noticed that for the better part of the game, Ice King was sidelined?” “Fuck the senior board members! Fuck hockey game! Fuck Sean Noble!” “Give the crown to whom it belongs to, Sean Noble! No one is going to love you!” “Where is Chase Maddox? Why isn’t he the one holding that crown?” The comments went on and on, and I couldn’t help my smile, and right there and then, I knew that this was something good that could be used for Chase’s advantage.

My blood ran cold. Rico’s hand found mine under the table, squeezing gently. “He won’t get near her.” Juno glanced between us. “Then we need to make sure of that. Together.” For the first time since the threat had been named, I felt something other than fear. Resolve. That night, as I stood on the balcony watching the city lights flicker like stars fallen to earth, Rico joined me, wrapping his arms around me from behind. “They’re coming for our crown,” I said quietly.

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.”

A Crown Quest was required for every King’s son and son-in-law, something they needed to complete before they could be officially considered as candidates for the King’s crown. So Esmond would travel across different kingdoms and realms to gain favors—this quest could help or break him. This would also mean he would be gone by the time Felicity gave birth, as the quest would last for a minimum of two years. Despite that reality, it seemed Felicity was not bothered that her husband would not be beside her when she gave birth. I could tell she was more excited about securing that Esmond would be eligible to be a candidate for the King’s crown. But I expected nothing less from her.

“I don’t need a crown to save this world.” The chanting faltered. The crimson leader’s head tilted again, and this time there was almost a smile in the brokenness of his face. “Then you choose the harder path.” “I choose the right path,” I said. He bowed, a slow, crumbling motion. And then—one by one—the Vestiges vanished into mist, leaving only the crown behind. Unguarded. Unclaimed. A trap waiting for another day. The ground trembled again, but this time, it wasn’t from the trench.

Zayn hit the speaker. Myra’s voice came through — tight, controlled, but edged with raw pain. “Zayn. I need you to listen and not hang up. The crown was stolen two nights ago. The real Yadav ancestral crown — the one my family swore to protect. The one that’s been in every vision Isha keeps having.” Zayn’s hand froze on Isha’s hip. “Myra… how do you know about the visions?” “Because someone called me last night. They told me the creature in the lake only rises when the crown moves through water. They told me it hunts the men who love the women who do. And right now, Zayn, that’s you.”

I didn’t want anyone to see me after what I was about to do, so carefully, I hold the crown and take it out of the box. What a mistake. The moment I grabbed it, that moment I dropped it. Covering my mouth in fear, I back away from the object. My body trembles, and my mind kept replaying what I just saw. Somehow, the moment I had the crown in my hands, flashbacks of a kingdom being destroyed appear in my mind. It was so bloody that it made me feel like I was the one being killed.