Jewel In His Crown Novels & Stories

Kael protested. "You need titles for formal occasions," she insisted. "Traditional or innovative?" Through the bond, we considered. "The Broken Crown," Lyra said suddenly. "That is what we are. Five pieces of what should be singular authority, shattered and reformed into something new." Silence. Then slow nods. "The Broken Crown," Queen Elara repeated, testing the phrase. "The Council of Five, known as the Broken Crown. I approve." She stood, and the Court stood with her.

“Two days ago, Alexander personally took her to a private jeweler. Measurements, design consultations—he stayed the entire time.” My heart clenched. “There’s more,” Ethan continued. “And it gets worse.” “I accessed her private cloud. Password was Alexander’s birthday.” Inside were photos. Hundreds of them. I opened the file he sent. The album was titled: My Knight. The most recent post was dated two days ago. He said this crown belongs only to me. Just like him. Next week’s family dinner—he promised to give me a name. The image showed an exquisite bridal crown— diamonds and sapphires set in a constellation pattern.

Only I had been trapped in my own delusion—believing Damian loved me too. "Don't worry, Harrison. I won't follow him anymore. And I won't keep hurting myself for his sake." I had already made my decision. I was going back to the North. I was going to become the Alpha Prime. To stop myself from wavering, I immediately called my father. Caspian Nightshade was overjoyed. He had always said my talent and ability would be wasted if I didn't take the throne. Damian was just the Alpha of a mid-tier pack. He could never be king.

He moved with a calm confidence that made my blood boil. It was Maxwell Thorne. The Student Council President. The "Golden Boy." The heir to the Thorne empire. He was the most powerful student at St. Jude’s, and he treated people like me like we were invisible ghosts. Maxwell reached into the vault. His fingers wrapped around a velvet box. He opened it, and even in the dim light, the Founder’s Ring sparkled like a fallen star. It was worth more than my entire neighborhood. He didn't hesitate. He stuffed the ring into his pocket.

“Let’s finish you up. It’s almost time. Even in her early forties, Anna is good at applying makeup. She dabs some finishing touches of makeup before she puts on my jewelry. I touch the intricate carving of the pendant. It is shaped like a spiral that is adorned with thirty diamonds. At the center of the spiral is a bigger diamond than the rest with the purest color of diamond I have ever seen. There were three knocks on the door. Three knocks meant that the person was a royal guard. Anna excuses herself and heads for the door. “Your Highness, the King was just checking to see if you’re all set up for your coronation,” General Silverstone stands on the doorway and bows. “Shortly, General Silv

Just didn’t expect to find it in his hands. I remember the ruby set. A crown and two amulets. One being the amulet of all. That one gave you the power to reign overall. Just if you didn’t know the truth behind you would be oblivious to it for life. That amulet and the ruby crown were a pair. They made both pure gold and rubies.

I drape my hands around the back of his neck and feel his hands slide down my back to caress my butt. “Mmmm. I am enjoying your distraction, but what about the third ring?” Lucifer asks as his hands slide from my butt to wrap my legs around his waist, so that I’m sitting directly on the large bulge in his pants...and he says I’m distracting. I should have known he would ask. “It’s in my jewelry box.” “You know you can’t keep it.” I roll my eyes at my overprotective mate. “It’s in an enchanted bag. No one can sense the power in the ring. You didn’t and you’ve been in my room for how long?”

“The watch Colt Quinn brought may not be priceless, but it previously belonged to Mr. Avery, so it’s one of a kind! Is it for Reina?” “They’re all family and friends of Gerald Howard. Did he ask them to show support for her?” “I’m so envious… Any of these gifts would be enough to impress everyone, but Mr. Howard is gifting them all to Reina!” “Here comes Ms. Reina!” Reina felt a little dizzy. Nathan’s crown was made of platinum and the best diamonds around. It was one of the Queen of Anglestan’s favorite jewelry pieces before it ended up in the hands of the public.

She stepped in and I followed her. “Daaaaamn,” Jeanette said, with a low whistle. There were easily three dozen crowns in here, all each with their own display. All with its own spotlight. My stomach sank thinking that for the cost of just even the smallest one, Kingdom 10 could likely be lifted out of poverty. What a waste. *Damn right, shows you what they value as important,* Mila huffed. I nodded at her comment as my fingers ran across some jewels. “Jeanette, would you mind getting my mom,” I asked.

Underneath he’s wearing a black buttoned-up shirt with a gold strip down the button lining of the shirt and has paired it with black slacks with a gold strip down the outer seam of the pants along with gold leather oxfords. He’s carrying a large white velvet pillow over to my mother, and I frown as he kneels beside her, raising the pillow to her. Carefully, my mother removes the grand crown from her head. The crown is adorned with diamonds, white pearls and is shaped by white quartz crystal and white seashells with gold detailing. Instead of placing the crown upon Lemuel’s head, she places it down on the velvet pillow. I’m about to stand up and protest when Eisa walks over carrying a purple