Dragon's Crown Novels & Stories

Her crown fell to the marble floor with a clear clang, there seems also to be a clanging sound of someone's sword falling to the ground outside the palace gates. The deep red gem on the crown shattered and scattered. Warm blood down the steps on the cold ground, slowly spreading, reminiscent of the shallow creek she used to play in barefoot as a child. This golden hall of Avalon became her grave, swallowing her bones, burying her life. Outside, the sun shone on the snow, melting it bit by bit…

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.

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th

The chief guard and Rodrigo stepped forward, both holding golden crowns customized with the finest blend of gemstones that glittered even in the dark. The elder received the crowns one after the other and placed them on our heads, and then he took my palm and pulled out the ring the Queen, put in my finger the day she crowned me as first lady of the South, With that, he proceeded to insert new set of rings all belonging to the late Queen Golem's mother into my finger, with that he declared, "May your reigns be long, and may the peace between the dragons and the South extend for all eternity." Just as I was about to respond, I felt uncomfortable. As I tried to control myself, I suddenly spat

His tail surrounded me in a protective stance. "So it's you," Ren spoke with a sly smile on his face. "The famous Crown Princess of Solterra, the only one alive who can summon a fire dragon. The mistress of fire. Now I see where those rumors came from. You have an incomparable beauty indeed." "Ren Lancaster," I uttered his name with disgust. "Right." He nodded. "I am Ren Lancaster, the king of Frostville and will soon be the king of all kingdoms. And you..." He smirked and advanced a step. "Shall be mine."

Being the dragon prince allows me special abilities, but it also makes me stronger, faster, and bigger than the other dragons. After the first dragon died, her children fought over who should be in charge. They had a contest to find which of them was the strongest. It was the red dragon. A red dragon can only be born from another red dragon, as opposed to the other colors. White, black, green, purple, blue, and any color you can imagine almost seems to happen at random. Adding to the rarity, only one of the offspring a red dragon has will be red. Meaning if by some miracle, the dragon stone blessed me with five children, only one would be red, and they would be my heir. It wouldn’t matter if

The agonizing minutes passed, Emily avoided from facing Lucius and Olivia due to the guilt that’s been weighing her down since earlier. Mister Drake turned his back against the trio as he slightly bended over and picked something up carefully, as he faced them again, he raised the crown higher. “The crown, throne and kingdom is finally yours once again.” He said with a smile. Axl bowed as Mister Drake gently placed the crown on his head. The crown sat, making Axl appear more mighty, superior and evil. The audience roared in joy and witches laughed in delight. They started chanting, praising him and he stood erect.

Taking a breath, Brawen seemed to find it difficult to calm down. If God's Crown naturally disappears, there's nothing to worry about, but if it's stolen, I'm pretty sure, because how much god must that person be to be able to get the Divine Crown that is behind. Brawen that she did not know. Brawen glanced around. The Crown of God is created by Titania from eternal light, but around the royal palace is still bright as day and the flowers are still blooming and blooming, proving that the Crown God is still here, very Very close.

“The young man chosen will not only bind his soul to Quinn to ensure the purest royal lineage, but upon their marriage, he will inherit all my territories, my infinite treasures, and—the title of Dragon King.” The Dragon Crown and the entire royal treasury! An audible gasp rippled through the hall. Every noble stared up at the dais with a mix of raw lust and jealousy. “Now, let us bring the boys forward so I may bear witness.” Aaron squared his shoulders, adjusted his collar, and confidently took his first step forward. But just as his boot was about to hit the first stair, the King raised his hand, freezing him dead in his tracks with a cold, absolute gesture.

The one who holds my hand when he is scared. "Give me the crown," Darius says. He moves closer to me. "The letter from the lawyer. The DNA proof. We will burn it together. You will go back to being my wife. My good wife. My obedient wife. No one gets hurt. No one needs to know." "What crown?" I ask him. He smiles. The same smile from this morning. From our wedding. From seven years of lies. "I know you are the Princess," he says. "I found you first. Before anyone else could. I made sure you stayed small. Stayed grateful. Stayed mine."