King Without His Crown Lyrics Novels & Stories

The royal court crier stepped forward and placed the crown on my head. "Queen Clare Jane Daunter, may your rule bring prosperity to the throne." He stepped back and bowed to me. I stepped back, before running away back into the house. I stood in the foyer, as memories surfaced in my head. I shook my head and took deep breaths. I straightened myself and glanced at the mirror. The crown was placed on my head. "Never turn your back to where you belong, hush little one and listen to this song" The lullaby repeated itself inside my head as I surrendered to my fate.

Then don't stay quiet Just tell me this, There is no lover like me The one who'll give her heart and her life The one who'll give her heart and her life Then I'll say Your Highness, I'm here ___________________ Whom are you waiting for, I'm here Look this way for once, I'm here Whom are you waiting for, I'm here Look this way for once, I'm here Why are you quiet, say what you want Ask for as much love as your heart desires You'll get that much love, I'm here Whom are you waiting for, I'm here Look this way for once, I'm here ___________________ __________________________________ ___________________ If you need to say what's in your heart Then tell me Let it be any moment, day or night Then t

Whatever fragment had struck me had struck him as well. Before anyone could process what was happening, another presence crashed into the courtyard like wildfire. The temperature rose so abruptly that several nearby students stepped back with startled cries. Heat rolled across the air in scorching waves, pushing against Lucian’s icy mana with explosive force. I turned just in time to see him descending from the upper terrace as though gravity itself had become optional. Black hair, sharp amber eyes, and a smile far too amused for the chaos unfolding around us. Even without introduction, I knew. Kael. Another Crown King. His presence felt like controlled destruction—beautiful, reckless, and d

And it was none other than Kylo who had just walked up to join them. "I think you would make all these dresses extremely stunning. I mean, they obviously need you for their shine to be completely out." He said with a small smile as he crossed his hands behind him. "But I also think your elegance, your strength, your allurement and your beauty would align perfectly with this dress. You're a gorgeous woman, my lady." He said and Loki glanced at him speechlessly, taking in his features properly for the first time while she wondered why he seemed to keep crossing boundaries with her.

Kneel, the elder commanded. The King’s son lowered himself onto one knee, his head bowed. In the name of the Moon Goddess, in the name of the ancestors who built this kingdom, and in the name of every wolf who calls the Northern Range home, We crown you… our King. The crown was placed on his head, and the crowd erupted into cheers. The sound was deafening, but it wasn’t just noise, it was joy, raw and unrestrained. Wolves howled, children laughed, and the air seemed to pulse with life.

Something shifts in his expression. Resolve. Slowly he sits up. It clearly hurts him. But he does it anyway. “Kieran,” I whisper. He squeezes my hand once. Then he speaks. His voice is quiet. But powerful. “I renounce the crown.” The air freezes. A deep crack splits through the space around us. Like thunder under the earth. The invisible throne fractures. I can feel it. Something ancient breaking apart. Kieran exhales slowly. “I renounce divine authority.” Another crack echoes.

The ten of us spread across the hall stage. Somehow I ended up being in the center. I always enjoyed the haunting nature of this song. It is both seductive and terrifying. I again feel an intense gaze burning into my skin. I feel completely exposed and on display even if my dress is exceptionally modest. The slow and steady beat of the drum begins to pound. “Go on, Go on and break my heart. Go on, Go on and break my heart. I am not worthy of your heart my king” the singer’ sorrowfully croon.

" I'm your king, I'm Silver I don't have family nor friends, I was born to take what is mine, which is my throne, follow me or die, that's my only offer. " ............................. To be continued

I narrowed my eyes at him, ignoring his teasing smirk; I wasn't in the mood. I turned to him. "Is the gift ready?" Ken nodded. "Yes, sir. I made sure it's made from the purest gold." From what I'd heard, the new mafia king loved luxury jewelry. I smiled slightly, taking deep breaths to calm my thoughts. I had to make a good impression on the Genovese family – the Don of Mexico.

He can’t go against their choice. Slowly, Kael places the crown on his head, its seven points befitting of its owner. As the old man places the crown on his head, he whispers to only his hearing. "Redemption lies within. One human, imbued with pure love, can tame your heart's icy grip. Find them, and your destruction may cease." Kael finishes his words and moves away for their King to gaze upon his people. The underworld trembles, acknowledging its new ruler. Me..