Jessica Fantasy Crown Novels & Stories

she raises an eyebrow, confirming my suspicions silently as I think of the calling tune the crown had sung. “Ha,” I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, feeling my face grow red, “-you could say that.” “It doesn’t surprise me,” Cassandra chuckles, “-It was made by a Marsilla so it’s riddled with pure magic. No wonder your presence sparked the remaining slithers of power hidden inside of it. I’m rather disappointed now. I’m afraid you beat me to what I was hoping would be a rather big surprise. That crown is the very one Emmeline wore. It was recovered after the Blue Moon Castle was destroyed. Technically, it belongs to you. My intention was to take you down after this meeting and present you

Having so many voices inside your head at once can be daunting, especially if you don’t know how to block them out. ‘Welcome to the pack, beautiful.’ ‘Thank you,’ She whispered into our mind-link. Once Anja was back with me, I turned and retrieved the crown of the Queen – one my mother wore once upon a time. The crown I wear is large, platinum, and engraved with wolves howling to the moon. Anja’s is smaller and encrusted with white and clear jewels, perfect for my mate. Goddess, it makes her lightly tanned skink glow! As I placed it upon Anja’s head, her eyes closed for a moment, allowing the crown’s power to fill her veins.

Without thinking twice, she dips her mouth and sips on it. Queen Miranda heaved down the light sighs as she stared at Jessica while she nosed grinned. Jessica hands turned to wings and her eyes turned red. Her body went into a sudden transformation in which wrinkles appear on her body. She looked age than she is, claws emanate from her fingers, her mouth sinks in. She slowly raises her head up and stares at their leader, whose face was covered with a hood cap. Queen Miranda kingdom Jessica was lied on a bed and locked in a room.

No human can ever contain the power of the pendant. J: but I am human? How can I take over the throne then?' A: dear one, you are no human. You possess abilities that may not really manifest in this realm but once you get to the witch realm, it will manifest in their full force. Did you realize how you were able to hear the sounds coming from my office the other day, even though it is soundproof?' J: oh yeah that day..' Jessa says with a small blush on her cheeks. A: Ahem! Back to the conversation, I would like to offer you a proposal.'

I finally blurted out "Yes"..they both said happily "What do you wanna do now"..I asked "Sing a song, please"..Jessica pleaded "Jessie, do you really want me to sing?"..I asked "No, I wanna sing"..she chuckled "No, I wanna sing"..he said "I said it first"..she said "I just said it, that means am gonna sing"..he said Jessica chased Josh around my room, both that eyes were dizzy, they were knocking things down in my room. "Both of you should stop!"..I screamed and put them on the bed but they continued chasing each other and knocked on my headphone which broke immediately it touched the ground

I was definitely dreaming, I decide. I gaze down at it, seeing a passage of small font, and a slightly faded picture...Of Casper. He sits on a throne, almost lounging on it. Somehow, he looks younger, more youthful and carefree. A golden crown is placed upon his head, bejeweled with glittering diamonds, rubies and jade. A cloak of red velvet draped across his shoulders. He looks like pure royalty. "That is Jasper two days before he was meant to be named as Alpha. A day before he disappeared," June tells me.

“Jadeite.” “Oh, right… Right.” She got out of the bed and noticed how the prince was obviously avoiding her. She smirked as she walked towards him. “Want to commit a forbidden romance with me, Your Highness?” “Jadeite, stop!” Emery immediately intervened. “And Your Highness, just ignore her.”

A prince from Aether is getting caught off guard by a princess who just turned queen from a lower kingdom than he is. I do not reply. I find my way back to my room without even telling father or Kael. I summon Anna to help me for bedtime. She shows up and smiles, "Your Highness, you were so marvelous during the entire ceremony." "Thank you, Anna." She starts removing my dress and has my nightgown hugging me in no time. Her actions were swift but gentle. She arranges my jewelry back to its designated cases. She carefully removes my crown and places it on its cushion case. I stare at the intricate gold carving adorned with the best diamonds.

She screamed as they pulled her down the street: "This isn't fair! I have rights! I have..." Her voice faded into the distance. The crowd slowly dispersed. Vincent turned to me. "Are you okay?" "I could have handled her." "I know," he said, gently stroking my cheek. "But you don't have to." Three days later, on the eve of our mating ceremony. The doorbell rang. The butler brought in a huge gift box. "It's from Young Master Isaac," he said. I opened the box. Inside was a priceless set of emerald jewelry and a letter.

“Downstairs—go!” Before Sienna could move, a shape burst through the archway—tall, hooded, ski mask swallowing everything but a flash of eyes. He swung a crowbar, smashing a vase into a spray of white shards. Sienna’s heart skipped, then she bolted for the stairs, Roman on her heels. Another figure loomed, blocking Vivienne—she let out a scream, raw and wrong, nothing like her usual ice. “Vivienne!” Sienna yelled, twisting back, but Roman’s hand clamped her wrist, dragging her up the steps.