Rainbow Crown Novels & Stories

It made this moment even more intense and important, but it was a quick kiss. Victor pulled away and then reached out and took my crown, which is made of gold, with black details and red stones. The base of it is made of gold, with a black material and on top of the material there are gold carvings that resemble leaves, in vintage style, and 10 small stones adorning this part. Above there is a division in gold, where the tips resemble leaves, then next to the black part, there are gold notches that resemble wings and 5 more medium-sized stones are surrounded by gold details. Going up, there are five points, which resemble bat wings, and on the main point, there is a flower carved in gold and

“Holy shit. What is that?” She doesn’t seem to notice anything as she tilts her head to Saint with a sweet smile and her hand outstretched for him. Her cheeks are rosy from the chilled air, creating an odd discrepancy from her ivory skin, white hair, and white eyes. Above Kas is what I can only describe as a crown floating a few inches over her head. The crown looks like it’s on fire. No. It looks like it’s made of fire. It’s composed of black flames that turn purple as it licks into the night sky and come into five points that remind me of spires burning tall in the night air. The one in the front center is the tallest. Each point emits colored smoke: scarlet red, golden yellow, silvery gra

Ares said as the servants cleared away the dishes. "Another one?" I asked. "You've already given me the perfect day." "This is different." He stood and moved to the wardrobe, pulling out a small wooden box I'd never seen before. "I had this made for you. I was going to wait until after the baby was born, but..." he shrugged, "today feels right." He handed me the box, and I opened it carefully. Inside, nestled in soft velvet, was a crown. Not a delicate, ornamental thing meant for ceremonies. This was a proper war crown—silver and strong, with protective runes etched into the metal. Small gemstones were set at intervals around the band, each one glowing faintly with inner light.

All of his hype comes from his brothers, how good-looking he is or horny people who like smut-filled books. His brothers are just as famous as him. His eldest brother, Christian Crown runs a few strands of clubs and hotels. The middle brother, Khalil Crown is the maker and designer of the Crown. A car luxury brand, which became as popular as BMWs, Teslas, Lamborghinis, Mercedes and other car brands in just its first year of being produced. Soon enough they became on the same level as Rolls Royce, Lambos and other luxury cars. I do have to admit Crown cars are sexy as fuck.

The wedding gown had arrived; after months of painstaking work, it was as splendid as one could imagine. The outer garment was sky blue, looking heavy but feeling surprisingly light and smooth when worn. The wedding gown featured intricate gold embroidery of cloud patterns, a traditional design reserved for women of the highest rank. The ceremonial shawl was a blend of turquoise and gold, with woven dove motifs in shimmering gold. The phoenix crown matched this color scheme, adorned with over a dozen blue and silver gemstones. At the back of the crown, delicate fan-shaped accents in pale cyan and yellow added a touch of elegance, curving gracefully and enhancing the overall beauty of the ens

"Do not let anyone enter my room...until I order otherwise." There was no room for argument in her voice. Kaein studied her for a moment, his expression remained unreadable, but something in his eyes changed. The Crown Princess had always been composed, he has never seen his princess behaving this odly. Still, Kaein lowered his head respectfully. "As Your Highness commands." Elly didn't respond, she immediately turned around and just like that— SLAMMM!! SHUT!!! The bedroom door was slammed closed. Elly stood with her back against it for several seconds.

Okay, we all know I would not be able to even get a punch in but I could have him weak on his knees while I grind on him, ridding him so good. My heart drummed even harder, not the time. His crown was placed first. It was so large it took everything in me not to gasp. It was black in color, so stunning with white and black short fur at the ring of it as it sat on his hair. The crown was laced with red diamonds which just left you breathless. It was truly something to see, just wide eyed but I closed my mouth and stared ahead until I saw the man walk towards me.

With his attire and the way he stood with the crown and staff in his hand, one could tell it was their warlord in flesh and blood. He stood among them in his full glory. A crown on and a staff which looked like that of kings of the ancient times. "All hail the king of old!!". "All hail the king of old!!". The crowd chorused with their heads bowed onto the floor, hailing their warlord who stood with a hand folded into a ball at his back, and his face looking cold with no emotions in them. They bowed their heads and the king olor with his daughter, princess Lucy kneeled bowing as they sang praises hailing their warlord.

Never! He smiled with a proud glint in his eye as she lifted her head. One of the attendants offered a rough-looking black circular crown, the top spike in the center adorned with a massive black gemstone. Around the circlet's base are four long horn-like thorns. Nothing about the crown screamed glamor; everything about it roared status and dominance.

Zhatierians never like materialistic items unless it’s the King’s and Queen’s crown and both of them find it a pain on their head but being King and Queen, they had no choice. Eve had a crown for herself too. It was red just like Adam’s crown and a golden jewels decorate the middles of the crown with small stones scattered through what look like plant veins and small red rose giving it a bright red colour on the crown. It was beautiful but Eve never liked it. It was too much but she didn’t know how to tell Adam that.