Crown Of Chaos Novels & Stories

Lila tiptoed just to clip the veil on Emery's braided, black hair to secure it because the soon-to-be crowned queen was rather taller than the average height. She, then, whispered, “Your Highness, a lady must learn to be patient.” The soon-to-be queen rolled her eyes at her statement. When the horn was blown, Emery walked with careful steps on the aisle that led to the king's side. She minded every step she made because her burning red robes reached the floor and if she stepped on it, she will surely become the laughing stock of the palace. At the end of the aisle was the throne made of gold. Its sides were carved with wolves—the predators that best represent the current king.

Then I was gone. By the time the council convened again, the tension in the city had thickened. Rumors of wolves in the east, of rogue magic flaring at the borders, of a bloodline pact broken — or worse, forged in secret. I didn’t attend. I stood at the threshold of the ruins once more, where stone met sky, waiting for the next move. He wasn’t afraid of the hunt. He was born for it.

She realized she spoke too much when a heavy silence fell. “He didn't,” Roxie murmured under her breath. “It doesn't matter who banged who. You guys broke the rules. A Sage cannot have an intimate relationship with a champion, mate or not. It's forbidden for a Sage to have a relationship or a mate. That’s been the law for centuries,” Ciel verbalized, unimpressed. “What’s going to happen now that the rules are broken?” Roxie murmured. “They will get stripped of their titles, powers, and be banished from the pack, declared rogues,” Ciel answered.

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.

Cracks snaked across the floor, evidence of the powerful magic that had been unleashed within its confines. Caleb, their classmate and a powerful mage, stood at the center of the chaos, his expression unreadable as he surveyed the crowd before him. His normally calm demeanor was replaced by an aura of danger, his eyes flashing with a steely resolve that sent shivers down the spines of those who dared to meet his gaze.

The Crown floated above the throne. Silver light poured from it endlessly. The ancient voice thundered through the chamber. "The unworthy shall never rule." The words echoed everywhere. Malrik stared at the Crown. Hatred twisted his face. Years...he had spent years chasing power. Years hunting Ariana, years searching for the kingdom. And the Crown had rejected him with a single touch. --- Then something unexpected happened. The Crown turned toward Ariana and Orion. The silver glow intensified. The guardians immediately knelt once more.

Emorie glanced at me, “Okay now you’re starting to scare me. You really know nothing about our world, did you? Cormac Graves? As in Prince Cormac Graves?” “So he’s a prince?” “Not just any prince.” She corrected, “He’s the Lycan prince of the realm. King Killian’s son.” Oh! “Yeah,” She said, taking in my expression, “He’s royalty, but we all call him the devil prince, or in other words, Chaos.” Chaos. I tested the word on my tongue. “Why Chaos?” “Because he’s like... the God of destruction.” Emorie waved her hands all over the place, “I don’t even know how to put it, but he’s… intense.”

LUCIEN'S POV One of the ancient ones approached the altar and knelt before Daisy. In its hands was a crown made of black metal and red jewels. The Crown of Dominion. But like the staff, it had been transformed by dark magic. Instead of silver light, it radiated shadows. "Your crown, my lady," the ancient one said. Daisy took the crown and placed it on her head. The moment it touched her skin, the entire world seemed to shift. The air became thick and hard to breathe. The temperature dropped so fast that frost began forming on the castle windows.

Looking around him, he noticed that it was a truly beautiful place, although due to its size it seemed lonely, he realized that apart from Keil, there was no one else. Near the place where he was sitting he noticed a simple, but elegant black cane, which was floating motionless a short distance away and on his legs as if he were waiting for its owner was a crown of grayish metal with three prongs, in The base of each of those prongs was a beautiful gem, the gems on each side being pure white and absolute black, the one in the center had all the colors of the rainbow and was slowly changing from one side to the other. tonality. He casually placed the crown on his head, but doing that was a te

Chapter 76 is the CHAOS WAR! END OF CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE