Dark Prince's Crown Isaac Novels & Stories

“You’re going to come back to the castle with us, Isaac. And me, you, and your traitorous friends are going to have a nice little chat before I kill you all.” “My king, please,” he starts to beg and it’s pathetic. “I meant no harm, you know I am loyal to the Dema crown. Please my king, have mercy.” Samael stares at me and his dark gaze feels like it’s burning into my skin, “would you like to shut him up, my love?” “Oh certainly, my king,” I basically purr, both me and Danika finding it difficult not to beg him to fuck me. I place my hands on either side of Isaac’s head and twist until a loud crack echoes around the trees.

“STOP!” “GET HER OUT OF HERE, NOW!” Isaac bellows, and then I feel Isla’s trembling hands on me, pulling me back. I shake out of her grip, choking on a sob as I dart past Maddox, slipping and falling hard on my knees, but I’m up again in an instant. Something dark mingles with Isaac’s light, twin forces forged from the same ancient magic that created our world. Isaac and Ryatt. Two kings, two thrones, two kingdoms so wholly unlike.

Victor steps from the shadows at the altar, tuxedo pristine, ledger floating beside him like an obedient dog. He spreads his arms wide. “Greetings, at the coronation " he declares, tone both kind and fearsome. "You’ve arrived on schedule.” Isla perches on the throne wearing a dress her legs swinging, a crown made of subway tokens perched too large for her head. Her eyes are crimson. They flash gold with each blink as if she’s battling a conflict, within her own mind and hasn't chosen the victor yet. She grins at us with lips that belong to her yet somehow do not.

Then, she darted her sight through the cotton, two-piece attire he had changed into. After a good and hot bath, Isaac was looking more like the cute young wolf he was. And, thanks to the small gap in front of his teeth, each time he smiled, he looked really adorable and jolly. His eyes trained on the flames ahead, Isaac crossed his arms and continued, “I left our home in the Verano Pack months ago to join Clarissa here at The Crown-Blood Manor, but certain bandits attacked our ferry and took all the he-wolves captive. While it was uncertain where they took us, I know they almost sold us to a certain witch who wanted young men to satisfy her sexual needs.”

Besides, he was a bit afraid of Christian, this one was capable of kicking him out of his house, more because he was jealous of the girl. "Do you forget who I am? Even if I am the sixth in line of succession, if I want something, it will be granted, understood?" he said with a very serious look, although deep inside he wanted to force his friend to take him to Lynda. Still, Isaac shrugged his shoulders in resignation, after all, he couldn't refuse a crown prince, could he? ***** Christian felt his heart fall into the void with her, tears began to flow uncontrollably down his face, he shook his hair, wishing this was a terrible nightmare, he ran downstairs, stumbling as the tears clouded his

Before the war. “Is this what Kaelen was scared of?” I asked. “No,” Ilsa said. “He was scared of what you’d pick.” I took a step closer. “Why me?” I asked. “'Cause you’re the only one who didn’t use that pain to become powerful.” I flinched. Not because she was wrong. But because she wasn’t. I took the crown, and the brim of it touched my hand. At the exact instant I did so, the wolves dropped their heads. And the room shifted. Not around me. Inside me.

The words landed heavily. Then the Third Crown pulsed. Truth. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava immediately pointed. Then: "I hate him already." Then Henry adjusted his glasses. Then: "What's his Crown?" Valen's expression darkened. Then: "The Crown of Dominion." Silence. Then Thomas felt something. The First Crown reacted. Authority. The Fourth Crown reacted. Resolve. Then Valen nodded. Then: "The Crown of Dominion is a corrupted twin of your Crown of Authority."

Even by the palace maids, as Mitchell had just continued his speaking when the corridor was completely deserted with no one else besides them. "I can't hold it any longer…," Daniel could feel Isaac's form spell slowly melting away, bringing out his true form. "I put all my energy into using this disguise spell. Unless you have other ideas?" "Did I hear it correctly? You put all of your energy into chanting that spell? With strong magic powers like yours, it shouldn't matter. Are you joking with me or what?" "You're so noisy..." "Don't you have your jewel— " "My jewel was stolen by the warlock of the Northern Kingdom, who now becomes the ruler of the Northern Kingdom, Phillip Crow. Ring a bel

He straightened up. “This is my house.” “Not while I'm in it.” And he headed for his room, leaving his father with a heavy heart. He hoped, at least, to even share a meal with his son. *** The car stopped right in front of the entrance, and Isaac alighted after the airport security got the door for him, heading straight in. Dan ran in front of him and led them to the check-in counter, by-passing all those in line to reach the staff. He placed the crown prince’s medallion and phone, which had a picture of Natalie displayed on the screen, before the corporately dressed man. “Treat this as a royal emergency. Natalie Cabel, what flight is she on?”

Kellen's voice was firm as he responded, "I do." The priestess smiled, opening the box to reveal a golden crown. "Then let us crown you, Alpha King Kellen." Daciana's eyes widened with surprise when she saw the crown as she slowly turned her gaze to Axel. "I don't recall your father ever wearing a crown." She muttered, causing Axel to chuckle amusingly. "Well, yeah. The crown was my idea." He admitted casually, causing Daciana to roll her eyes and shake her head. As the priestess placed the crown on Kellen's head, the audience erupted into cheers and applause. Kellen turned to face the crowd, a proud smile etched on his features.