Jewel In His Crown Novels & Stories

Once I was close enough, the three jewels emerged from their containers on their own, attaching to the crown with some kind of magic, or perhaps with ghostly hands; it was hard to tell. As the jewels settled into their ancient settings on the crown, a shock wave of pure energy burst outward, knocking several people off their feet. The crown rose into the air, hovering at eye level as it pulsed with power, its colours blending in perfect harmony: moonsilver, sunlight gold, forest green, and celestial blue. "The Harmony Crown," Sebastian breathed, his normally composed features slack with awe. "Fully awakened for the first time in centuries."

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.

He stood beside the armrest. He reached out and picked up the Imperial Crown from the velvet pillow where it had been resting. It was heavy gold, studded with diamonds. He looked at Vespera. "You look good in this chair," he murmured, a small smile touching his lips. "It’s hard," Vespera complained softly. "I'll need a cushion." "I'll have Oryn find one." Cyprian raised the crown. He didn't place it on his own head, though he had won the war. He placed it gently on Vespera’s dark hair.

“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.

She looked at me like a Luna inspecting a servant. Before I could respond, Damian scoffed. "Best friend? Hardly. She's too dramatic. I can't deal with it." I didn't argue. There was nothing to say. I just smiled at Juliette and gave her a small nod. Damian's gaze stayed on me, dark and unreadable. I pretended not to notice. Juliette kept her polite smile in place, but her eyes flickered between us, sharp and calculating. The tension was thick enough to choke on. Then the ceremony music swelled, and Damian had to leave. He was the Alpha now. He had duties.

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 want to give you this...as a friend and ally.” Lucifer and Julius look at the bag curiously as I hold it out for Julius to take. He furrows his brows as I drop the bag in his hand, rubbing his thumb over the contents of the bag before opening it. I hold back a smile as his eyebrows shoot up in shock. “Is this what I think it is?” I smirk. “Well, this isn’t me proposing to you so...” Julius pulls out a ring with a square black gemstone. His eyes meet mine. “A Daylight ring? But how?”