Crowned By Secrets: Amaris And Osric Novels & Stories

One thing Roxanne liked and hated about being dragged into a mare's nest and a world of dementia in Blood Moon pack were the elegant and elaborate ball parties they threw, where the champions looked their best and Roxie got to feel beautiful and a princess. Just like the other girls, Roxie was dressed pretty, in a glamorously red gown that flowed to the floor, her hair was done and her makeup was nicely touched by Bloom who fortunately didn't bake her face with too much makeup, unlike the other girls who looked like they had eaten up makeup and was overly dressed.

~THE TWINS~ Julia had told the twins that she wanted the bridesmaids to wear her favorite colors; silver and pine green. The colors together seemed terrible, but it wasn’t the twins' wedding, it was Julia’s and Paul’s. The girls made their way around the small wedding boutique. While Amy and Mya searched, Julia talked to a clerk who gave her inside information on photographers, caterers and entertainment. Mya had come across three dresses that could be of interest. One was a soft pine green with silver flowers that only came to the knees. The second was a silver dress with a green sash around the waist. It wasn’t pine green, but it could be something that she liked. The last dress had a cert

for a moment, and then a bloom of blood began on her chest. She reached up and placed her hand over her heart where the crimson stain was expanding, a look of surprise on her face. She collapsed sideways and hit the small table with the teapot on the way down. The clatter of breaking china could be heard, but so could the sound of running feet. Many of them. Amaris knew there was no hope for the Oracle. Her unusual purple eyes were fixed on a place far away and she no longer saw what was in front of her. Turning and running off the back of the plinth, Amaris was searching for another way out of the room besides the two doors that she had already been through. The walls were lined with drap

He muttered and went to catch him. Amaris took his black silk coat and jumped off the cliff. He whistled shrill to call his crow. Just a few feet before he hits the ground, his giant crow caught him behind his feet. Amaris rode properly and they flew above the sunlit shadows. The golden sun rays gleamed through the thick clouds. The magnificent view of the morning sun gives Amaris a positive determination to see Nemiah no matter what. He has been hearing Nemiah’s heart rate ever since they met at the railroad, that’s why it’s easy for him to track her.

She was not very impressed with the Rogue King at the moment. "I didn't sign up for this," Mira whispered to herself. "Huh?" Melinda heard her words and was surprised that Mira, out of all, would say something like that. "Whatever you mean?" Melinda asked. "Amaris... He has been keeping secrets." Mira breathed out. "And they are not good." "Amar has been keeping secrets for as long as I can remember." Melinda shrugged. "I don't find anything new about that. But did he do something especially annoying this time?"

I’ll shatter it before dawn, and I’ll make her thank me for it. ═══════⊹⊱♚⊰⊹═══════ What Awaits Author’s Note: You’ve met the firebrand. You’ve seen the king fracture. Now—watch the tower burn. Midnight Crown is a dark romance built on crime, obsession, betrayal, and slow-burn war between two people who should have destroyed each other—but didn’t. Because control is never clean, and neither is love. You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs:

“Amara! The hillside’s moving—” He stopped. The sight froze him: her standing amid a halo of faint, spectral light, the bone crown glimmering on her head like ivory fire. “What did you do?” he whispered. “Claimed what was already mine.” The dead shapes melted back into darkness, but the air still vibrated with their presence. Amara’s voice was low, controlled. “He wants to crown me with bones. Fine. I’ll build him a kingdom out of them.” Cassian swallowed. “This is what he wants, Amara. You step into this power, you play his game.”

**Ruby** “It’s lovely to finally meet you, my dear.” Viktor said as he kissed my hand. “We have so much to talk about. I have brought some of the scrolls from our archives. I came across three prophacies that are very similar, by that I mean minor detail that are identical but the outcomes are drastically different.” “Ruby,” I looked at Dez. “I haven’t told you about my meeting with Viktor, because I knew you would have questions that I can not answer.”

She seems to be covering something on her shoulder. " It's alright" she said. Seeing that she's covering up something that looks like a scar I felt bad. " This design is cheap." I got another gown, it was a turtle neck black short gown. " Change her into this." I gave them the gown and left the room. When she came out, she looked so beautifully shaped. This is what she hid under those baggy clothes she wore previously. Next I bought her heels and paid for her make up. I could just....

he said, glaring at Aria who didn’t look the least bit offended. “It’s literally the only benefit of this disease, sue me for making use of it.” she pouted stubbornly. The room grew quiet, Aycin and Amaya stared at each other with uncertainty and longing in their eyes, it wasn’t until Hazel and Aria nudged them both forward, did they react. Aycin crossed the space between them and hugged his sister tightly. The reunion was as beautiful as they come, Aria’s heart burst with joy seeing them together again. Aycin and Amaya were inseparable, seeing them hugging mended something in her heart.