Princess Fiona Crown Novels & Stories

Everyone here was of a high rank except for me and the omegas that were servants for the party. Fiona was standing with her best friend Lily, who was about the same height and build as her, talking to the high ranks who came over to congratulate Fiona and celebrate her. She was wearing a pink form fitting gown that stopped mid-thighs and had no sleeves. It was decorated in sparkling crystals and her hair was curled all the way through. I felt a jealousy tinge at my heart, and I clenched one fist to hold back from expressing any sorts of feelings at all.

she countered. “If you want to win the crown, you have to work hard like the other girls. There's no shortcut in becoming the Luna Queen,” Came his passive reply. “Is that why you have scars all over your body, your pack wants you to win badly that they don't care about hurting their own,”

Her crown fell to the marble floor with a clear clang, there seems also to be a clanging sound of someone's sword falling to the ground outside the palace gates. The deep red gem on the crown shattered and scattered. Warm blood down the steps on the cold ground, slowly spreading, reminiscent of the shallow creek she used to play in barefoot as a child. This golden hall of Avalon became her grave, swallowing her bones, burying her life. Outside, the sun shone on the snow, melting it bit by bit…

As my sister wraps the ends of our ribbons together, taking care to tie them securely, my mother speaks in the language of the stars, singing our story, declaring our names and our truth to the sky. As she speaks the final chant, my brother unlaces us, our fingers still joined. Orion and Ursa each take one, as it is customary to give these ribbons to someone who might use them in the future. At this moment, Tritus hands me the gift I had asked him to keep safe for me as we made our procession. A crown made of crystal and onyx with smaller stones of carnelian and jade. Placing it gently upon her head, I bestow her with the title of princess. My princess.

I repeat after the arch bishop and then finally the crown was placed on my head. An emerald green pure diamond tiara. It is an ancient one because of the designs. "Her Royal Highness, Princess Catherine Kenton-Windsor,the princess of Wales"the arch bishop says and everyone begins clapping. I stood up and walked to podium from my speech. I cleared my throat and everyone became silent.

"Daddy, isn't my dress pretty? Grandma gave this to me for my birthday this year!" Rowan adored Wanda. He leaned down and scooped up the little princess. "Grandma has great taste. Our Wanda is just like a princess." Wanda smiled, her eyes crinkling with delight. She pointed to the crystal crown. "Daddy, this crown is a gift from Mommy. Isn't it really pretty, too?" The crown, studded with crystals, sparkled brilliantly. The central diamond, the largest one, was about the size of a fingernail, and it was clearly worth a fortune.

I kept my chin tucked down, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing the tears in my eyes. "What do you need me to do, Princess?" "Brenda, bring the box," Vivian ordered, ignoring my question as she reached back to adjust the lace on her shoulder. The head maid rushed forward, holding a heavy, velvet-lined box. Inside the box sat a massive, glittering tiara made of solid white gold, packed with heavy diamonds that looked like shards of ice. It was the ancestral crown of the WhiteWolf Luna. It was the very same crown Dominic’s mother had worn on her wedding day.

Not yet. Before I can ask, Ronan's radio sounds. He steps outside. Returns in ninety seconds. Sets something on the table. A sealed envelope. The wolf-and-crown symbol stamped into the wax on the back. No address. No name. Just the symbol. Inside, one page. Clean handwriting. Unhurried. Eight words. The half-blood princess will not reach the crown.

Luna stood before the assembled nobles and commoners, wearing the ancient Moonspire crown that had been hidden for two decades. "I, Princess Luna of House Moonspire, do solemnly swear to rule with wisdom tempered by compassion, strength balanced by mercy, and justice guided by love." Her voice rang clear through the hall. "I will honor those who came before me and protect those who come after. I will be queen not because of birthright, but because of choice." The crowd erupted in cheers. Not just because they had a queen again, but because they had hope. As Luna's mother placed the crown on her daughter's head, I felt something shift in the cosmic fabric. A new era beginning. A new story sta

Brow Loud: Prince Dimitri Blasher of the Kingdom of Darkness Lian was so shocked that she rose and jumped suddenly from her seat to look at the king, her sister the princess and some of those around them in astonishment, which made her realize what she had done and quickly sit in her place nervously, but her gaze was wandering among the princes in a miserable attempt to see anything, to know who is that Dimitri, all of them are wearing They wear the same clothes, but their faces are not visible The race started, and as soon as the gate opened, Georgia spread its wings and flew up quickly. Of course, most of the princes could not catch up with it, and everyone in the arena was astonished and