Jewel In His Crown Novels & Stories

Whatever noble refinement he had spent years cultivating shattered like cheap glass. Sebastian let out a short, contemptuous laugh. His polished, hand-made leather shoe came down, pinning Lorenzo’s palm to the floor with agonizing precision. "The head of the family? Lorenzo, you seem to have forgotten who anointed you to that seat. In this city, what I bestow, I can reclaim whenever I please." Pinned and helpless, Lorenzo twisted his head, staring up at me with eyes saturated in pure venom. "Joanna, you make me sick. I can't believe how fast you crawled into the Don’s bed."

William dropped to one knee before me, indifferent to the shards of glass slicing through his pricey pants. He clasped my shaking hand, his gaze warm and filled with a gentle pity. "Sophia, my dear little Principessa, forgive my tardiness." He slipped off his trench coat, still holding his warmth, and draped it over my shivering frame with precise care. Then, with fingers sheathed in black leather gloves, he tenderly wiped away the dew from my lashes. His voice was a deep, raspy whisper. "The car held a first-aid kit, top-shelf liquor, and three hundred brand-new Brownings.

My pride had been shredded into ribbons when she forced Julian and me into the dirt as lower-tier laborers instead of the royal dignitaries we were born to be. But as my bloody hands tightly gripped the secret ledgers against my ribs, a vicious, electric thrill shot through my veins. I was going to tear that heavy crown straight off Valeria's perfect head. I held the ultimate, irrefutable weapon to bring her empire crashing down. Hiding in the deep, freezing shadows of the covered stone archways overlooking the main courtyard, Julian’s greedy, frantic words from the greenhouse echoed like a sweet melody in my head.

He smiled at me, his mouth stretching with his cheeks. The world stopped I swear. His head bowed down, picking something from a cushion with him holding it out under my gaze. I did not want to stare away from him but I finally did to see what he was holding to me. I stopped breathing, stopped everything with my eyes falling on the large golden crown. It had rubies and such glorious stones that ordained it. It was the most gorgeous piece of jewellery I had ever seen, it seemed as if it could start wars and end worlds. It seemed overly expensive and heavy.

With the head eunuch pausing for a bit without looking away from the dagger and his eyes squinted, the king got curious about what he was thinking. “What about the gemstone?” “It mostly consists of corundum, one of the hardest minerals according to the textbooks. But it is commonly called emery.” His Majesty returned his attention to the dagger and stated, “A gemstone having the same name as the queen. Do you think it is a simple coincidence?” The head eunuch bowed. “I dare not slander the queen’s name, Your Majesty.” “It is fine. That woman is questionable in a lot of ways. Anyway, since she is not here, have Lady Hazel transfer to the Inner Palace.”

I announce that Nathan Crowther is being removed from the title of crown prince, now he becomes a traitor, he must be sought and isolated, his name never to be heard again, Thomas Crowther, my second son will inherit the throne when the time is right, and before the entire nation I announce that the winner of the Diamond Crown will be revealed. - Celine moves in the row next to her father, he is the richest noble after the king, he probably believes he will receive the title, I show a scathing smile on my lips, as soon as the news is given she will be in shock. Now it's silence that fills the hall as the king pauses to wipe tears from his eyes that I know are fake. He pretends to be sad for

“We cannot keep her, Jarvis. We’ve made the mistake of bringing her here.” “You do not have to give her the crown; she still belongs here, with you as her mate.” Jarvis continued. Instantly, a chunk assembled in Kaizen’s throat; it was painful to swallow. Roxanne being his mate was something he wasn't ready for or wanted to acknowledge. “She is not my mate,” he compelled the words out. He couldn't afford to get a mate, not now, not ever. Azriel chortled. "Keep saying it, and you might start believing it. You have been fortunate to meet your mate, Kaizen; some of us aren't lucky and we have accepted our fates. You should keep her.”

They mourned him and continue to do so. Someone had to take over now that the King was gone, and the young Crown Prince is doing an excellent job of carrying on his father's legacy. He's skilled at making snap decisions, and he's a natural leader. Not to mention that he's quite attractive. Anastasia isn't the only girl in the kingdom who fantasizes about him. When she sees him pass by, she can't help but steal a glimpse at him. If word gets out that she secretly admires the Prince, she'll most likely be beaten to death, but who can blame her? Despite the fact that he is rumored to be engaged, Anastasia smiles sheepishly whenever his name is mentioned. Even if he isn't enganged, a maid and a

He tried calling her, “Darina, what about our brotherhood?” “You should have inquired that yourself, Shahin,” Darina riposted. She left the place without looking back. Shahin trembled in the urgency to convince Basiliskus again to side with him. “But Satrap Basiliskus, you know that my great-grandfather is a king. By now, I am the real possessor of the crown. You should have set your allegiance to me even if you do not aim to set out Gilan from Clapestris.”

Here I have a gift for you. . Laila snapped her fingers and one of her children brought a crown made of the jewels in her cave. The creature handed the crown to me and removed the one in my head smashing it as if it was nothing. . Laila ➡ This crown is a special gift from me... Only those with your blood can wear this.. Anyone out side will die instantly if he wears the crown. . Mustapha ➡ Okay your highness.. .