Jewel In His Crown Novels & Stories

He had his work and his prayers and the specific machinery of power that he’d been building toward for two decades. He didn’t wake her. Instead, he removed his coat and retrieved the sketch. Looked at it again in the gray light filtering through his windows. Studied the lines of his nephew’s submission, the clear evidence of how far Daemon had fallen. On his desk was the ring he wore on a chain around his neck. Gold. Simple. Engraved with an insignia that was no longer in use because the boy who’d worn it as a signet was dead. Matthias’s ring.

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.

“Mum! Look what Dad got me!" Crown came running up to Jade, holding a small gold chain with a pendant shaped like a crown. Jade’s eyes softened. “It’s beautiful, sweetheart.” Ceynol walked up behind him, hands in his pockets. “A gift. So he always remembers that he’s royalty in this family,” Ceynol said, proudly. Jade felt her heart swell. Crown grinned. “Dad said I get to walk you down the aisle with him.” Jade’s eyes widened as she turned to Ceynol. “Did you know?”

It looked like something forged in hell. "I had it made for you," he said, eyes locked on mine. "Not some fragile princess crown. This is a weapon, like you. It cuts those who dare come close. It bleeds loyalty." "I... can't wear this." "You will." He stood, lifted the crown with both hands, and gently placed it on my head. Then leaned in and whispered against my lips, "Because tomorrow, when they all bow to the fake one—I'll bring the fire to the throne. And you'll rise from the ashes."

It seemed to shimmer with every movement, catching the light and commanding attention. But what caught my eye the most was the golden crown adorning his head. It was a sight to behold—a symbol of his authority and status as the ruler of Arodona. The crown was studded with glistening gemstones, each one capturing the light and casting a radiant glow. Its intricate design spoke of craftsmanship and regality, leaving no doubt that this man was indeed the king. The crown sat atop his head, perfectly balanced, and accentuated his noble features. It added an undeniable aura of power and responsibility to his presence. I couldn't help but be captivated by the way he carried himself, his every movem

"I am Alpha blood. I was born to lead—not to kneel." His eyes widened; he knew it was true. We were ex-mates once; he had felt my power. Jay and Jewel decided to turn their hatred into obsession. Their goal now? Ruin me, ruin Don, so Jay could claim the crown. “You should have stayed small,” Jewel hissed, fighting to get up. “A little rejected girl with nothing.” "You're afraid," I said, smiling coldly. "Afraid because you know I am stronger. Because if I stand with Don, you lose the crown."

Speaking of that, my crown was also on the table, and I noticed immediately that it also got an upgrade like my dress. “wait why does my crown look different?” I ask as I walk over and run my finger over the jewels. “Mrs. Jillson insisted when I took them all to get polished and tightened.” my mother tells me. My crown was gorgeous, but it was the simplicity of it that made me love it. It was white gold, wrapped around itself in intricate tangles. Before it had one stone in the main center. But now I saw that there were two more stones. One on each side of it that were smaller. And it only took me a moment to decipher that they were mine and Ryn’s birth stones.