Jessica Fantasy Crown の小説・ストーリー

Damon drifts toward center ice and stops at the logo. I follow. For a moment, we stand where the game began. Where so much between us almost ended. “Funny,” he says. “All that fighting over who gets the crown.” “And?” He looks at me fully. “There was only ever one.” The words hang there. Not competitive. Not sharp. Certain. Only one crown. And it doesn’t belong to one king. The arena lights dim slightly as the crew prepares to clean up. I feel his hand brush mine. Not by accident.

One of the maids at the door announced my presence, and I was let in. Inside, Queen Camille sat on her bed, staring at me sharply enough to strip skin from bone. Lady Kay stood beside her. "I was told you're having stomach pain." I set the small decorated box on the table between us. "It contains herbal remedies." "Thank you," she said. Her expression made it clear she meant the opposite. I stood a moment longer, then turned to leave. "You'd better not try anything," she said behind me. "And don't stand in Knight's way — not unless you want to end up like your mother."

another girl said in disgust. "She lost her crown to Jessica Bane far-dated back, but she still filled with illusion that she is still the queen .Even Jessica Bane is no longer the queen of High society of High Tower High School ever since Lily Winter became Jace's girlfriend the new queen of High Tower High School . Arggh,She so unrealistic !" the blue eye girl scoffed

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th

Jessica looked straight at Horace and Brittany. "I really love this Aetheris Crown. Now, put it on me." She was practically bouncing with excitement, eager to wear the crown. Brittany picked up the Aetheris Crown. "Tonight, we will personally place this crown on the head of the Larson family's true heiress." Jessica couldn't hide her impatience. "Hurry and put it on me!" She couldn't wait any longer. Brittany walked over to Jessica and stopped right in front of her.

The maids in the room left, leaving both of them there. "You're back princess." He said and Jessica sighed before walking past him and sitting on the throne-like chair he just stood up from. "I was forced to go but sure, anything to get closer to the SunVille pack." Jessica rested her back gently and slowly her blonde hair started turning black, deep into black. "Any luck trying to find anything?" Kaden asked and she nodded. "I saw that necklace with Bianca. The necklace was around her neck and it is impossible to get the necklace that's round her neck." Jessica said as she clenched her fist.

She needed to find a way to remove Jessica from the equation, to secure her own rightful place as Rafe's queen. As she lay on her luxurious bed, Kelly made a silent vow to herself. No matter the cost or sacrifice it may take, she would come out victorious in this game of thrones. She would destroy her stepsister and outmaneuver Jessica so that she could claim what was rightfully hers. The flickering candlelight danced across the ornate cottons hanging on the walls, casting shadows that seemed to mimic Kelly's determined thoughts. She would do whatever it takes to wear the crown and sit upon the throne next to Rafe as his Luna, ruling the Crimson kingdom with pride and grace.

“Yeah. And you know why? Because you were naive. Soft. You thought looking pretty and posing right would be enough.” I didn’t respond. Because it was true. “But now?” Jessica smiled wide. “Now you know the game. You’ve watched them. You’ve studied every girl that won. You know what they want and what they’re missing. You’ve got the attitude, the strategy, and the wardrobe. And this time? You’re going in like a wolf in silk.” I smirked despite myself. “A wolf in silk, huh?” Jessica lifted her coffee like a toast. “Go get what’s yours. Come back with the crown… or don’t come back at all.”

LUCIEN'S POV One of the ancient ones approached the altar and knelt before Daisy. In its hands was a crown made of black metal and red jewels. The Crown of Dominion. But like the staff, it had been transformed by dark magic. Instead of silver light, it radiated shadows. "Your crown, my lady," the ancient one said. Daisy took the crown and placed it on her head. The moment it touched her skin, the entire world seemed to shift. The air became thick and hard to breathe. The temperature dropped so fast that frost began forming on the castle windows.

"I was in the middle of a hit. This better be good." "We are all in charge," Modern Vespera sighed. "We are all Vespera." "That's a lot of ego for one room," Mafia Vespera noted, eyeing the Fantasy Queen’s crown. "Nice hat, sweetheart. Compensating for something?" "It is the Crown of Sorrow," Fantasy Vespera hissed, her eyes flaring. "Show respect, or I will turn your blood to ash." "Try it, Toots," Mafia Vespera racked the bolt of her Tommy gun. "My Chicago Typewriter writes in lead."