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The car drove slowly toward the bustling, sinful heart of New Haven. It was an empire that belonged entirely to me. I raised my right hand, wearing the ring of power. Looking at my cold reflection in the window, I curved my lips. A man’s love is worthless. Only absolute power never betrays.

Caelan simply looked at her as though he had never been more certain of anything. The ceremony began at sunset. Lyra stood beneath the great archway of Veyrith Castle. Four crowns rested on separate pedestals. The crown of Veyrith. The crown of Drakhar. The crown of Aurelis. The crown of Noctis. And beside them rested a fifth crown. The crown of the Heart Queen. Lyra stared at it. It was beautiful. Silver metal. Tiny white stones. Four points surrounding a heart-shaped center. She reached for it.

On yearbook photo day, I went over and stood next to my boyfriend, Blake Whitmore. Madison Vance, the cheer captain and sorority president, showed up late, and the crowd parted for her without being asked. A path opened straight to Blake, who stood dead center. "What took you so long? You just turned every head in the place." Blake smiled softly and pulled her into the spot beside him. I was pushed out of the frame. Tyler Brooks, my friend since childhood, caught my arm. "Claire, don't fight Madison for the spot. She's the main character today." Then he traded places with me and took the spot next to her. The crowd started whooping. The fraternity president stood on one side and the vice pre

“You gave my paycheck to her?” “She’s the wife of Don Bellini.” His mouth twisted bitterly. “What exactly did you expect me to do?” I grabbed the counter to steady myself. “She said you needed to learn that earning money wasn’t as easy as you thought,” he added. “And that once you ran into trouble, you would remember who you were supposed to depend on.” I had no money left for a cab. I took the train north, then rode a bus as close to the Bellini estate as the route allowed. From there, I walked almost a mile beneath the afternoon sun.

You wish! This crown is mine. The power is mine. Every inch of influence I gather will stay in my hands and I will ensure it grows. I will not let anyone take it from me. Who says a marriage must be held together by love? Love is what screws you over. Position you can count. Interest you can measure. Everyone takes what they need, and nobody bleeds for it. At least those things don’t turn on you. She tries to smile. It takes her two attempts before she is finally able to hold, a thin and stiff one. "A..." She clears her throat and starts again. "A very clever thought, Serena. I hadn't expected you to see so far ahead."

Seb asked while coming near her, Swara came in her senses after hearing him, and while showing the picture, she asked, “why you never told me that they crowned you as a King that also in a proper ceremony.” The picture was of Sebastian in which he was getting a crown of mafia king. Seb who saw this chuckled a little and said, “I forgot, and I got this crown because I’m the King of Kings, that’s why.” “And yeah I forgot to tell you one thing more that you are also going to get this crown (said while showing the next picture which is of Queen’s crown) of queen after our marriage.” “Really?” She asked with a shocked expression on which Seb nodded his head in return.

The Queen had turned him against his real mate, which was my mum. DING! His crown fell down from his head from the position he currently was. Still outstretching his bloodied hands towards the crown, he placed his hands on it to possess it back. I exhaled at the fact that he wasn’t giving up, walking to stop his wrists with my black Armani shoes. “Atta father, don’t sweat it. It’s mine now.” said me. “The crown is mine.”

She recalled her wedding, and mating ceremony with Modrich, it was one of the biggest ever and was more fun than his coronation which took place years later. It was evident to her that Silas was only using her to strengthen his claim to the throne or there was something more that he wasn't telling her. She did not expect him to tell her in the first place. He killed her husband and son without a blink of an eye. Rita looked down to see Silas on his knees in front of elder Maddox who was carrying the crown and still speaking, she felt like rushing forward and ripping out his throat in front of everyone but that voice in her was shunned immediately.

"Wait...all these are too much for me." Kai stood up and breathed out. "Mother, I don't want to seem like I'm complaining a lot but coronation and wedding on the same day? Two weeks time? Mother, father died just two months ago. I haven't recovered from that yet and now you bring a sudden news of a coronation and wedding? Who in the world am I going to wed?" "Your betrothed, of course. Or have you forgotten you already have a bride?" "Yeah, a bride who I know nothing about. I don't even know how this ''bride'' looks like."

Her husband is the crown prince not his younger siblings but she don't understand why they are threatening her throne. Why bother when there is already a crowned Prince who happens to be her husband? This is a battle they should never have started, they won't win and she also enjoy watching them fail. "Now that I am done, I think I should leave to see my beloved husband." Suhayr brought her out of her ogreish and deuced thought hearing her belch unladylike again.