Fix Your Crown Sis Novels & Stories

"There has to be another way." "There isn't," I said, looking at the Silver Crown lying on the cold floor. It was smoking, the wires still warm from the last surge. "As long as the hive mind has a single brain to live in, it will keep coming back. I have to wipe the signal. I have to reset the whole city." "The feedback will kill you," Isaac said, his hands shaking as he gripped his empty pistols. "The Crown wasn't built for a global reset. It will pull every bit of your life force to send that pulse."

"But I think something's missing." Ari looked in the mirror, placing her hand on her stomach. "What in the world could be missing?" Then he smiled and placed a diamond tiara on her head, just in front of the curls, accenting them beautifully. The diamonds sparkled in the light as she moved her head from side to side. "Oh! It's lovely!" Ari said, adjusting it so it wouldn't fall. Grayson smiled. "Don't get too excited," he instructed. "It's on loan from Father. Part of the Estrean Crown Jewels." Then he placed his hand on his chin. "But something else is missing, too."

It's every bit of who I am, and this dress is beautiful. Esma believes so too. She hasn't stopped crying or taking pictures of me while I look at myself in the mirror. My makeup is more than I'm used to, but still tasteful and pretty. I decided on an updo since it's a backless dress. Sandy curled my hair and then put it in a messy bun, leaving strategically placed strands down to frame my face. It's scheduled messy, as she called it, but it looks fantastic. All I need to know is the Luna crown from the soon-to-be former Luna Esma.

My gaze veers to my brother Cameron who nods, signaling me to get Camilla. I don't hesitate, I'm walking to her before he exits the room, finding her and Clarissa in a conversation about cookies and milk. “Hello, sorry to interrupt this vital conversation.” I tease, earning a laugh from Clarissa and a slight smile from Camilla. “Beautiful Crown Sheryl, it really screams 'Queen,' I love it.” Clarissa grins. “Thank you,” I tell her. My hands reaching for my crown to adjust it, “It belonged to my sister.” I tell her, my gaze turning to Camilla discreetly licking chocolate off the ginger biscuits. “Phoenix Alpha,”

Axel moves from just to the side of me to be fully by my side, Alpha Isaac's young daughter walks up next and stops between us with a pillow in her hands and on that pillow is sitting a beautiful Crystal Crown, with the same flower and feather made up with the emerald and yellow diamonds around the bigger white diamond, It matches the Crystal Ring already on my finger. Axel turns slightly towards her and picks up the crown with both hands. I curtsy slightly and allow him to place it on my head. As soon as it is in place, I feel the same feeling run through me that did when he placed the ring on my finger. The only difference this time is it was followed by another sharp pain running through

The crown is a broad band that circles his head with six short points, each with an oval cabochon of onyx surrounded by small square cut emeralds set in the broad part near the band. He looks every inch the King he is, and again seems unable to control his jaw. She rolls her eyes at him, and Greyson hands her to him and she taps his jaw gently. He closes it and gives her a crooked smile, he lets his eyes drag over her slowly, and she sighs, “Yes, George. I know how good I look. Just rein it in a little, would you?” He smiles, and kisses her temple softly,

she countered. “If you want to win the crown, you have to work hard like the other girls. There's no shortcut in becoming the Luna Queen,” Came his passive reply. “Is that why you have scars all over your body, your pack wants you to win badly that they don't care about hurting their own,”

She really needs to train this body, she needs to increase her stamina. She jumped in jack for ten times before holding the table as she bent again and then slowly twisted her upper body to the left side, she heard a loud crack of her bone. Damn! It's satisfying, she thinks the library is empty now except for her of course. "What are you doing?" She was about to twist her body to the right side when she heard the deep voice from her back, she looked at him while still bending and she saw the crown prince not looking in her direction and trying to avert his eyes from the sight. She continued to twist her body and she heard the crack of her bone again, to her surprise in the blink of an eye th

“Thank you for the dance, Miss Ellwood.” “The honor was mine, Your Highness,” she replied, curtseying once more. Before he could turn away, she summoned her courage. “Your Highness, if I may… that ring you wear. It bears the falcon crest of your house, does it not?" Sebastian glanced down at his hand, seemingly surprised by her question. “A variation of it, yes. This was my grandfather’s ring, given to me when I was a boy. The royal crest has since been modified, but I prefer this simpler design.” His gaze returned to her face, curious. “Why do you ask?”

Build something better from war's ashes. We could not do that while arguing with ourselves. *If we surrender identity,* Darius asked carefully, *what remains? Who are we afterward?* *You are the Broken Crown,* the entity said. *You are five loves merged into singular devotion. Five strengths combined into unprecedented power. Five perspectives unified into wisdom no individual could possess.* *You are making it sound appealing,* Rhett said suspiciously. *What is the catch?* *The catch is that surrender is terrifying. That letting go of who you were to become who you must be requires courage most beings never develop.* The entity's presence was warm despite the difficult truth. *But you five