Crowns Quotes Novels & Stories

The corner of her lips curled upward, unable to hide her satisfaction. Camilla walked past me, deliberately swaying her hips. She leaned in close to my ear and lowered her voice. "Sera, the Luna Queen everyone worships this time? That’ll be me. As for those three worthless wolves who can’t even hold their forms, I’ll generously leave them to you. "Since we’ve both been given another life, you’d better treasure it." Her smile was bright and vicious. I lowered my eyes and said nothing. Now it was my turn.

“Do you believe this is simple loyalty? You do not comprehend the forces at play. The Veil… they provide stability. The crown… it will destroy everything if misused.” Aera shook her head, the crown’s glow intensifying as if emphasising her resolve. “The crown does not destroy—it chooses. And it has chosen me. Your justifications will not absolve you of your actions.” Corvin made a desperate move, lunging for a concealed dagger. Kael intercepted him, steel clashing with steel. Liora raised a barrier that flared around the room, forcing Corvin back. Aera extended her hand, the crown pulsing outward. Corvin was lifted, suspended by invisible energy, unable to resist.

I wasn’t bothered so I let it go. “Lara, you look great. How have you been” Crown asked. “Thank you, I’ve been ok. And you” I asked Crown. “Still living life” Crown said with a smile on his face. His smile seems to be infectious because I started to smile too. Then, I realized I was still in Orion’s embrace. I stepped back a bit because I suddenly felt awkward, but now I feel cold. “This is a big turnout. Do you know all these people” I asked Orion. “Not really. I most likely only know half. The rest are plus ones” he responded. “I bought a plus one” I said with a giggle, “but I have no idea where she went” I continued, looking around at the same time. I wasn’t really that c

he roars up loud enough to make his voice reach even the hidden ears of children between and under the tall people. The low branch of the tree is no longer behind the king's head. The glowing round sun is making the crown on his glitter and his light brown face appears lighter closer to white. "Long live king, Thomas" hails the crowd in the consortium. Sound of whistles, wooden drums, and small ball stones striking in hand, rise in the air to the clear and bright sky. King steps down from the stone ring. The round glowing sun behind his head doesn't leave his company.

She murmured, "Had I known this would be the end, why did I bother to work so hard? Better to have traveled far and wide, to gaze upon vast landscapes like a free bird. In this life, I was wrong about all the things…” Lilith remained silent. Elinor then asked, "Lilith, if you had the choice, would you still come here?" Lilith sighed deeply, offering a bitter smile, " It's a fucked-up world. I wish I would never come." It had been a long time since Elinor had heard such coarse language. Startled, she remembered the time, and suddenly called out, "Archbishop!" The golden palace walls were covered in pure white snow. A crowd gathered outside the palace gate.

The spotlight suddenly turned towards a stunning crown placed in a glass case, its intricate design shimmering with dazzling diamonds. "Wow, it's beautiful," Mia breathed, her eyes fixed on the crown. "You've been studying that design for the past hour, aren't you the one who drew it?" Jason asked, helping me clean up the mannequin I would be using on stage. Looking at them, I replied, "I don't want to let you guys down. I have to make sure we get the crown."

“Crowns aren’t just rhinestones and gold, they are made up of discipline, determinant and a hard-to-find alloy called courage, do you deem yourself worthy of the such a title?” I darted my tongue to lick my dry lips as I nodded my head as the man muttered. “I do,” “With the power of god, I may pronounce you as the Queen of Nitholirc, wife of Lords of Nitholirc and hope of people,” My heart fluttered as he gently picked the crown with his both hands and Claus bowed slightly as he placed it on his head as people cheered and clapped. My chest tightened with uneasiness, and I swallowed the lump of nervousness in my throat.

"It was, um, it was…something Crown! I can't recall the entire name." "Evercrown," Weldon suddenly uttered, the word slipping from his lips as if drawn forth from his deepest memories.

pins shaped like paint palettes • Combat boots with a tiara sketch for social media I stared at the list for a long time, the corner of my lips twitching into a small smile. It was unconventional. It was chaotic. It was me. And maybe, just maybe, that was enough. My phone buzzed. Liam: Still thinking about prom queen? Because I found a shop that sells silver crowns with little skulls on them. Very you. I laughed. Zara: I’ll let you know once I survive the trauma of trying on dresses. A beat later: Liam: I can help. I promise not to mock you too much. Unless you wear ruffles.

He quietly said, to the both of us. I had to reign in my temper, as it flared for a brief moment. Mad that all this could have ended so easily, without all the death and grief, if I had only known it was this simple. I opened and closed my mouth a few times, wanting to say something, but also knowing it wasn't the time. So I closed my mouth and bit back the outburst that was daring to come out. Lifting the smaller of the two plain gold crowns, he came to my side. The crown was simple, with no jewels, just woven pieces of precious metal, made to look like vines or branches twisting and coming to a peak.