Jessica Crown Novels & Stories

Just a couple of clients visiting; no big deal. Fiona shot back, "Who do you think Jessica is? She wouldn’t bother unless those men were worth her time. Even without looking, you can tell they're handsome by how eagerly she’s parading them around. She’s clearly hunting." Jessica was indeed a piece of work. With an inflated sense of her attractiveness, she put on airs, never uttered a truth, loved freebies, and then flaunted these small gains on social media as if they were grand gestures of friendship, earning her the nickname "Drama Queen."

As we move—brothers sealing exits, plans snapping into place—I know one thing with brutal clarity: She understands the world. What she doesn’t understand yet… …is how far four Crown Lords are willing to burn it down to keep her breathing.

“But the crown is not just mine. It is the kingdom’s. I cannot let personal ties blind me.” Her sigil pulsed one final time, bright and steady. The shadows bowed and dissipated. ⸻ The Crown Awaits The pedestal rose slowly, carrying the crown into the air before her. Light cascaded over her, warm and electric. The palace itself hummed approval. The trials were passed. Aera approached the crown, hand steady. This was the moment the seal had waited for. As her fingers closed over the metal, a voice echoed—deep, resonant, unmistakable:

had to bribe her with more sweets than the ones they already shared for them. I bribed her not to tell anyone that I was passing notes to Jess. If the cameramen as much as finds out, Jessica's face will be in front of every magazine cover and I know that they won't write good things about her. Her protection comes first. I played with other kids but I still kept my eyes on Jess. Crystal left to play with her friends. When I was sure she had read the note, i excused myself and left for the playground. I know I shouldn't have used my position but she gave me no other choice. She is just so naughty. I waited for five minutes at the playground and she appeared in front of me. I was surprise

The past few weeks have been more diabolical than even I can comprehend. “You know the Alpha king is coming here soon, visiting every pack in the regions, and you will be on Jimmy’s side as his Luna, not me. That position belongs to me, but lying to the Alpha king is a felony. I can’t pretend to be you, and I also can’t kill you outright because that would mean the Alpha king would have me killed. So let’s see how far your body can go before it breaks down, and being fair, I have been enjoying this even more.” She announced as she examined her body in the mirror.

They were red as if rats had bitten them. “Oh, baby! How are you feeling? Jessica asked. “I know how to buck you up, I have planned something for you. I'll get ready in five minutes then we will go,” she said excitedly and my darling mate nodded. “We'll see about that,” Sapp smirked. Time for Croton tiglium’s magic! “I'm ready,” Jessica said coming downstairs. It would be a lie if I said, she isn't looking good. She’s wearing a rosy short dress, makeup done to perfection.

the witch said. “And?” I asked, “Say what you have to say.” The three witches look at each other. Nerves visible in their porcelain faces. “A crown,” the witch said as she lowered her head. Frowning, I throw them a questioning look. What crown were they speaking of? “Have you heard about the Ruby Crown?” The witch asked. I shake my head. I had never heard of a Ruby Crown. I didn’t understand where they were going with this. Letting them know they could continue. I watch as they take a seat.

He is reminiscing about her saying, "We did what you said. The king is dead." But this time it hits differently. Something from the memory catches his attention. He turns back towards the place she was standing. She is long gone, only a fallen helmet of James is lying on the ground. Clouds in the sky puff away and the sun shines brightly. The helmet flies in the air and gets fitted on James's head as Reza's memory reconstructs the scene. James is walking towards the man sitting on his knees for a final punch. The cart's driver is standing behind James. Driver swings his heavy metal spear in the air. The blow of it knocks James to the ground. on his helmet. "What the fuck do you want from us