Crown Of Feathers Series Novels & Stories

Without an ounce of hesitation, it shot straight at the three revenants that towered over it like mountains bearing down on a sparrow. With one crow against three revenants, the gap in size alone should have made the outcome obvious. But the explosion of power that followed was enough to steal the breath from everyone watching. The divine crow that had been reborn within the golden heavenly light was no longer anything close to an ordinary bird. Golden lines that shimmered like scattered starlight wound across its entire body, and every single feather on its frame was as hard as primordial divine iron. The edges of its wings carved through the air wherever they passed and left behind spatial

Skimming money from team events and dipping into company funds were practically standard practice. She thought hiding behind the title of Neel Corporation heiress made her untouchable. She never imagined the person she trusted most would be the one to expose her. The employees Violet had pushed around for years finally snapped. They surrounded her, anger boiling over. They grabbed her necklace, her rings, anything they could take as compensation. Violet begged them to stop, her face bruised and swollen, but all she got in return were more blows.

Another voice, deeper and commanding, cut through the morning air like a blade. My heart hammered against my ribs as I slowly lifted my gaze. Crown Prince Kael Ironfang stood before me, every inch the future king. His midnight-black hair caught the sunlight, and those piercing gray eyes seemed to see straight through my carefully constructed mask. The scar across his left temple only made him more terrifying. "So this is what the Crescent Moon Pack considers a worthy tribute." His voice held no warmth, only cold assessment. "She looks half-starved." "My Prince, she is untouched and trained in all the proper ways," the escort stammered. "She will serve your needs well."

“Downstairs—go!” Before Sienna could move, a shape burst through the archway—tall, hooded, ski mask swallowing everything but a flash of eyes. He swung a crowbar, smashing a vase into a spray of white shards. Sienna’s heart skipped, then she bolted for the stairs, Roman on her heels. Another figure loomed, blocking Vivienne—she let out a scream, raw and wrong, nothing like her usual ice. “Vivienne!” Sienna yelled, twisting back, but Roman’s hand clamped her wrist, dragging her up the steps.

says James walking towards the man for a final punch. But James's fist stays in midair. A heavy metal cranks on his helmet. An excruciating pain originates in his left brain instantaneously. His vision gets blurry. "James!" Alicia cries out loud. James turns back with his blurry vision. He could only make out that the cart's driver was standing a step away from him. Before James could part the distance to put a punch, a metal rod swings in the air. The heavy impact of metal on James's helmet makes it fly in the air. The helmet falls to the ground and rolls forward to finally stop on its side. The eye-revealing helmet has Christ's cross symbol on its oval head. The cross symbol is now lateral

The silence after the prophecy broke like shattered glass. Noah was the first to speak, his voice low but urgent. “So it’s true… she’s the one. The prophecy’s Tribrid.” His eyes flicked from Maya to Damien, then to Felix. “And her choice could destroy us all.” “Or save us,” Damien snapped, stepping closer to Maya, instinctively shielding her with his body. His wolf was on edge, the sharp scent of his dominance filling the air. “Don’t twist this. She isn’t a weapon. She’s ours.”

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.

His voice was low, graveled by the weight of what they had uncovered in Crestfall only nights before. “And yet, here we are,” Serenya replied, her fingers brushing the carved stone of the altar. The worn sigils of twin crowns—one of light, one of shadow—had nearly been erased by time. Nearly. “This place holds the answer, Kaelen. The prophecy speaks of it. Two crowns, one kingdom. One truth that cannot remain hidden.” He stepped closer, his boots whispering against the marble. “You believe the crowns are real?” “I don’t just believe.” Her voice was softer now, tinged with fear and awe. “I feel them. As though they were meant for me... and for another.”

I announce that Nathan Crowther is being removed from the title of crown prince, now he becomes a traitor, he must be sought and isolated, his name never to be heard again, Thomas Crowther, my second son will inherit the throne when the time is right, and before the entire nation I announce that the winner of the Diamond Crown will be revealed. - Celine moves in the row next to her father, he is the richest noble after the king, he probably believes he will receive the title, I show a scathing smile on my lips, as soon as the news is given she will be in shock. Now it's silence that fills the hall as the king pauses to wipe tears from his eyes that I know are fake. He pretends to be sad for

Her voice trembled in excitement as she said a bit loudly, " Pregnant?? Does it belong to King Vincenzo? For real? Princess, you shouldn't be here!" I shook my head helplessly. My answer already made her understand what bizarre situation that I was trapped in. Rora's face sank as she lifted her head to tell with a sigh, " You know what, Princess? King Nicolas isn't in any good condition without you. After your mating news reached us, he isolated himself from the world and kept drinking all day long. In fact, he has a high fever now yet he is refusing to get any treatment. No one can convince him."