Elven Crowns Novels & Stories

Then, with a groan, the iron door shifted, revealing a stairway spiraling into darkness. They descended cautiously. What awaited them wasn’t a chamber of secrets but a sanctuary—untouched by war, sealed away from time. Candles burned eternally on the walls, enchanted flames flickering blue and silver. In the center of the room stood a pedestal bearing a single object: A crown. But not just any crown. This one was forged of blackened silver and crimson stone—its aura commanding, regal, and foreboding. Aria’s breath caught in her throat. “The Crown of Eldara.”

“You should knock properly.” “I did,” Elias said dryly, setting the books down. “Twice.” Seraphina looked between them, her tone even. “What have you found?” Elias opened one of the books, pages covered in old, faded script. “I searched further into the goddess’s records. There are other vessels mentioned, though rarely by name. One was called The Mirror of Dawn. Another, The Hand of Equinox. Both carried marks like yours.” “What became of them?” she asked.

"Your Highness, they are ready for you." Aiden nodded and walked out of the room, with Richard closely behind him. As usual, he got into the middle car of the convoy, and they began the journey to the Werewolf capital. (•) Sia Five relics; The Crown, The Witches' Circle, The Flame Ring, Crone's Eye, and The Stone Of Tears. Each of the five main kingdoms had one each and they were satisfied with each of them. The Wolves possessed The Crown, The Vampires had The Flame Ring, the Trolls had Crone's Eye, The Witches had The Witches' Circle and the Fay had The Stone Of Tears.

she projected her voice, hiding any fear she had. “Then please, recite after me; As queen I will protect all wolves who need protection. I will bestow my advice and knowledge for all who need it. I will follow my mate, the King in all his endeavors.” Klara repeated the words, glancing to Marc every now and then to see his proud, warm smile. Elsbeth took the crown of intwined thin gold strands from her head, and placed it on Klara’s. Adelaide brought forth a gold handled dagger, although this one had a blue sapphire encrusted in the hilt. She handed it delicately to Elsbeth. She nodded subtly to Klara, who nodded back, she’d been warned about this part. Elsbeth nicked her palm, before passing

She didn't quite understand why he would choose her. She looked at her ring on her finger,it was indeed very beautiful. The large diamond at the centre glimmered underneath the white light of her lounge. Around the band were tiny blue gems which matched her deep blue eyes. There was atleast twenty gems on the ring. It looked expensive and custome made. "Although it was stunning,it was a curse on her finger. It was the root of her problem,if that ring was not on her finger ,she wouldn't have run off!" Willow thought.

"I'm listening?" "Well, you see... it's in the tradition. The throne shouldn't be vacant for more than a month and it's about three months now that no one has sat on the throne. So the elders and I have agreed that you'll be crowned King in two weeks time and also, your wedding will take place on the day of your coronation." "Wait...all these are too much for me."

I scrolled down and started reading the article. 'A curious announcement from the royal house of Medora, a kingdom north of Scotland. The king announced today that a contest will be held to find the crown prince a wife. Medora is known to be secluded, with not much news coming in and out of the country. They announced a test will be put online for whoever has any interest in becoming a queen. It does not matter what your nationality is, as long as you are above eighteen years old.'

Riven watched her silently. The Crimson warrior understood something the others didn’t. Elara wasn’t trying to prove she was powerful. She was trying to prove she had a choice. The Crimson elder stepped forward. “The Hollow Crown has taken forty-seven wolves.” Elara’s expression hardened. “Then we bring them home.” Silence. Then Kael spoke. “I will go.” Elara looked at him. “You mean we will go.” His eyes met hers. A silent argument passed between them. Finally, he sighed.

The hunters and farmers of the town started waking up. To stop a bigger scene, I gritted my teeth and opened the door. He stank of wine. His power was unraveling. Those eyes that had driven so many goddesses out of their minds were bloodshot. "Elara. I regret it." His big, shaking hand opened, and in his palm sat a queen's crown, its glow dimmed. The inside of the crown was engraved, in the ancient language of the gods, with both our names. I stared at the late, late crown for a long moment, unmoved.

They paused at the cliff’s edge, where the sea clawed at the rocks far below. Moonlight revealed a glimpse of pale skin, lips curled in a sharp smile. “Maya,” they murmured, tasting the name like a curse. “The forbidden child. The mistake.” A raven dropped from the sky, landing on their outstretched arm. Its eyes glowed faintly red, reflecting secrets only its master knew. The cloaked figure stroked its feathers absently. “Your mother may hide you beneath the wolves’ protection, but blood always finds its way home. Andwhen it does…” The figure’s smile widened. “The