Hare Guilty Crown Novels & Stories

Wade caught on, a glint of respect in his eyes. "You got it." With a snap of my fingers, I laid out my plan. "Two things need checking out. First, I need the untouched records from the night Gabriella went into labor, the real deal. "Second, I want a deep dive into Dante's finances, especially any sketchy money sent overseas. "And one more thing," I paused, slipping off the jade pendant I had always kept close. The memory of Dante's greedy eyes when he handed it to me was etched in my mind.

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…

“I want you honest.” She turned to Vow again. “And what happens if the Crown lies?” There was a beat of silence. Then—for the first and last time—Triarch Vow spoke. “If the Crown lies,” the voice rasped through the hood, genderless and sharp as glass, “then the city burns.” Later, in a room without screens, without files, without exits—he handed her a coat. Black. Fitted. Cut like armor. “You’re inside now,” Domenik said. “You dress like it.”

"Today is my son's big day! I'm livestreaming the ultra-rare old Toyota Crown that most people have never seen! Let me show you what real luxury looks like!" Behind her trailed six or seven distant relatives, carrying bags of wedding favors and chattering excitedly about what it would feel like to ride in the old Toyota Crown. Altogether, there were about 16 of them, lined up in two rows. Jeffrey cleared his throat, took out his phone, and sent a voice message in the Chapman family group. "Mom! Aunt Nat! We're here at the garage now! The Toyota Crown will be out any minute! You guys wait on Fairway Street! The convoy will pass by at 8:00 am sharp!"

“The watch Colt Quinn brought may not be priceless, but it previously belonged to Mr. Avery, so it’s one of a kind! Is it for Reina?” “They’re all family and friends of Gerald Howard. Did he ask them to show support for her?” “I’m so envious… Any of these gifts would be enough to impress everyone, but Mr. Howard is gifting them all to Reina!” “Here comes Ms. Reina!” Reina felt a little dizzy. Nathan’s crown was made of platinum and the best diamonds around. It was one of the Queen of Anglestan’s favorite jewelry pieces before it ended up in the hands of the public.

His expression changed first, suspicion draining into shock. “That crest,” he said quietly. “It is not a court copy.” Another lord leaned closer, then drew back as if the ring itself had burned him. “That is His Majesty’s private mark.” Unease spread faster than the earlier laughter. Clara’s face went pale for one breath before rage covered it. “No,” she snapped. “Do not be stupid. She stole it.” The accusation gave the room something easier to believe. “She must have stolen the Dragon Queen’s ring,” Clara said, louder now. “That is why she came here. She wanted to use it in front of everyone before Her Majesty arrived.”

She has no certainty but being careful is a good step. On the other hand, if Amerie is being honest, she viewed the Voulirs as dumb nobles. In the past, when they plot the incident, instead of erasing their tracks and traces, they left tons of evidence that pinpoints the culprits being them. They were rather sloppy in denying their involvement, causing the Margrave to look deeper. Ultimately, they were caught and their sins were brought to light. Amerie has never seen such stupidity before, maybe that is why they were caught easily and sentenced to their deaths swiftly in her past life.

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,”

Ride says, startling me. Turning in his direction he slumped down inspecting the body of the man who shot Carter. He was a bloody mess. It both scares and excites me the sight of blood no longer bothers me. “What enmity does the crown have with any of us?” “The Crown? You mean the guilty plea” Dimitri states, making me tense my hands’ balls to a fist by my side. “It’s real,” I say simply. Ride cocks a brow noticing my movements, he rises facing Dimitri, his hands folded in front of him.

Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then Henry adjusted his glasses. Then: "How many Crowns does he have?" Silence. Then Aurelius answered. Then: "Two." The world froze. Immediately. Then Ava stared. Then: "Excuse me?" Then: "Two?" Then: "How?" Aurelius looked toward the horizon. Then: "The Seventh Crown." Silence. Then: "He already possessed it." God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then the realization hit.