Her Hidden Crowns Novels & Stories

Other than that, Prime Minister Korun looked like he had no control over her so it could only mean that Emery had some hidden agenda. Entering the chamber of the queen, he started to get through her things. The first thing he rummaged was the drawers inside her bedroom. Opening drawer after drawer, he found nothing suspicious but when he turned to his side, he cocked his head when he noticed something that resembled the color gold just beneath her pillow.

"Why do I feel like you're hiding something from me... (I didn't look at her). Maybe you forgot what happened 100yrs (a human found out the mysteries in their kingdom and trapped them by falling in love with their Kind. Little did they know she was hypnotized. When vail was broken. the king came back to his senses and ordered for the woman to be killed. But they forgot he is bonded to her...and that, if anything happens to her it happens to him. So, they killed her and instantly, the king died. They left behind One Girl child. Who grow up as their Goddess but she was attacked and killed during her delivery and the person who saved her child was a Human called Rolene? But little did they know

This time I wasn't near either of those people however, I was on a train, heading back home. They had posted a picture of two people. The man was older, with grey hair and a grey beard. He wore a military uniform and had a golden crown on his head. His wife was about the same age, though she still had some brown mixed in with her hair. She wore a modest, royal blue dress, and had a silver crown on her head. I scrolled down and started reading the article.

She flipped it open. Tonight. That was all written on the front. Her brows pulled slightly. Then she turned it over. A second line. Don’t say no. She froze for a second. Then A small smile appeared. “Unbelievable,” she muttered. Kael. She dropped the card back into the box and looked inside again. Her breath caught slightly. A piece of jewelry. Simple. But expensive. Very expensive. The kind that didn’t need to be loud to be noticed. She picked it up carefully.

Her skin seemed undecided about staying in this world. “What have you dragged to my door, wolf-cub?” she rasped. “My cousin,” Kael said, respectful but unafraid. “She needs to be hidden.” Those misted eyes pinned me. “You wish to pass among males unseen.” “Yes.” My voice didn’t shake.

The ink now fades with age… but the name at the center is clear. Ceres (reading aloud): "Auren. The Wolf Crown. The first of the Hidden Kings." Suddenly, her breath catches. Ceres (whispers): "And someone circled it… with blood." A Secret Lette Meanwhile, Beta Vegas sits in silence, still staring at the satchel Melka gave him. Alone now, he unties a new message sealed in black wax. A raven delivered it an hour ago. Vegas (reading): "The Umbra awakens. When the Queen breaks, you ascend."

Suddenly, there it was - amidst the riotous weather and foreboding wilderness - a shimmering glint caught my eye. Through the heart of the storm, nestled between the gnarled roots of an ancient oak was the Alpha's Crown, gleaming with an ethereal light that cut through the darkness. The Alpha's Crown – a legendary artifact of our kind, imbued with the collective strength of countless leaders. It was said to hold the essence of every pack leader who'd ever worn it. Now, it sat nestled between twisted roots, caught in the spectral dance of lightning that fractured the darkness every few moments. The crown was an intricate weave of silver and gold, studded with rare gems that glowed with ethere

The imperial knights were startled, and many of them were struck down by the arrows, some tumbling from their horses. "Attack!" ordered Addison, and the surviving imperial knights advanced toward the Adelstein residence. Lucas and the allied packs moved together, their shapes darting through the chaos as the arrows kept coming. The imperial knights were thrown into confusion by the unexpected appearance of the wolves, especially the imposing silver werewolf. "It's a cursed one!" exclaimed an imperial knight, looking at the king and the imperial prince. The king quickly understood—it was his illegitimate son, bearing the family's curse, a secret concealed due to being a second-born.

I've seen death more than I can imagine. Dressed in my Smith Huggins diamond edition dark blue suit made of cashmere, silk, and wool, my Rolex, and a pair of black leather dress shoes, I took my gold red ruby diamond ring and placed it in my pinky. Not only that, but I look like a boss, and looking at the part is also important. “Rose, the guests have arrived.” My beta but in the human world, he’s known as my right-hand man ‘Kane’ called out to me.

Whispers broke through the hall—doubts, fears, calculations. Serenya lifted the reforged crown, its weight both strange and rightful in her hands. She held it high, and silence cut through the murmurs. “This crown is forged from ruin,” she began, her voice steady, echoing across the hall. “Broken circlets of houses who sought to rule alone, melted together into something stronger. Like this crown, I am forged not of one name, but of many—of shadow, of secrecy, of bloodlines hidden and revealed. You doubt me because I was hidden. You fear me because I am untested. But today, I bind myself to you, and you to me, not in whispers, not in shadows, but in fire.”