Novel & Cerita Crown Me Gorgeous

“Give me back my crown! It’s mine!” “No!” Max shouted over his shoulder, giggling. “You said you don’t wanna be a princess anymore, you wanna be… President? Princess can’t be president, Issa. So the crown’s mine now.” He whipped around the corner of the couch, nearly slipping, then kept running. Issa screamed. “MAMAAAA! MAX STEAL MY CROWN! HE CALL ME UGLY PRINCESS!” “I said BAD PRINCESS,” Max corrected, still running. “Different.”

Sanctioned means no one touches you—unless someone higher says they can. Caelric steps closer. “Where is the token.” The attacker’s eyes flick down, terrified. Soryn’s grip tightens, and the man whimpers. “Pocket—inside—” Caelric reaches in and pulls out something small. Metal. A coin-sized medallion. Even from across the room I can see the etching—too clean, too official. A crown shape. A vertical line through it like a blade. My blood turns cold. Caelric’s face doesn’t change, but his eyes harden into something I’ve only seen right before people disappear.

She looked at me like a Luna inspecting a servant. Before I could respond, Damian scoffed. "Best friend? Hardly. She's too dramatic. I can't deal with it." I didn't argue. There was nothing to say. I just smiled at Juliette and gave her a small nod. Damian's gaze stayed on me, dark and unreadable. I pretended not to notice. Juliette kept her polite smile in place, but her eyes flickered between us, sharp and calculating. The tension was thick enough to choke on. Then the ceremony music swelled, and Damian had to leave. He was the Alpha now. He had duties.

The most beautiful crown I ever saw. It was made of gold with petite sapphires encrusted all over it. "I made this for your mother, but now I am pleased that you will be the one to wear it." I could feel the mixed emotions in my father's voice, and I wished that my mom was here today. "I, Giovanni Ricci, crown you Amaya Ricci as the Queen of werewolves Kingdom. May your reign last forever!" he said, placing the crown on my head and holding his hand for me to take.

she opened the box she held tightly in her hand to reveal a stunning, shiny, diamond encrusted crown. I gasped at its beauty, realizing that it truly was fit for a Queen. Kneeling down, I waited for Anne to set the crown onto my head. I wasn't planning on wearing a veil tonight which meant the crown would shine in all its spectacular glory. Once done, I rose to my feet and hugged Anne, expressing my gratitude to her.

That she would never approve of me as her son’s mate? And If she did, what am I going to tell her back? Will I say yes or defend myself to her? The Grand Luna walked to the side and took a box from her drawer. I gasped in awe, looking at the shiny, golden chest she was now holding. But my amazement didn’t stop there. When she opened it, a majestic crown was revealed. It was adorned with sparkling gems with a chunk of ruby at the center. She took it out with her delicate hands and slowly walk toward me.

Next to me on a small chair was a bouquet of white roses. I smiled, looking happy. I spun around again, looking at myself and making sure that everything was perfect. A woman walked in, dressed in the blue dresses the maids wore. "Don't forget your crown, your gracefulness." She said, holding up a beautiful gold crown. It was covered in hundreds of beautiful diamonds. I stared at it in awe as she carefully placed it on my head. I looked at myself again.

I mean, it’s not like I glitter or look all-over gold like some sort of ridiculous statue – but my skin certainly has a lovely golden sheen to it now. It's all very fetching, especially paired with the simple white Doe’s gown that they’ve dressed me in and the delicate wreath of laurel leaves that they’ve placed in my hair. Yes, they’ve transformed every bit of me into their perfect Golden Doe Goddess. Too bad I’m not showing up though. “Okay, are you ready?” I ask, reaching up and starting to unpin the laurel leaf crown.

She was all smiles, happy that this ceremony was all in honour of her. “Today is the day I want to reward one of our daughters, friends, sisters, mates, and wives for standing up for what she knew was right, no matter what. Therefore, with the power vested in me as the King of the fur realm, I crown you, Ange Abee, the Duchess of our world.” Applause erupted from the crowd. Kael stepped forward and handed me the crown. I took it and placed it on Ange’s head. Everyone clapped and bowed to her once more.

“Nothing. Nothing special at all.” He gently bowed and walked away. “Oh. Then what were you looking at?” “Nothing. Nothing special at all.” He gently bowed and walked away. When Bella came to his room, she put on her torn up dress and her makeup of bruises. Crown Prince sneered. “Too late. I already know your secret,” he thought. “You’re a beautiful woman, hiding behind some cheap makeup. You’re gorgeous that no one even come close to your beauty. You’re graceful that I have never seen before. Your body makes me yearn for you like I have never felt before. For that, I wouldn’t mind having you as my one and only woman.”