Tangled Crown Novels & Stories

They were the stewards of the land, entrusted with the welfare and prosperity of their people. As the ceremony reached its pinnacle, the crowns themselves were brought forth, symbols of authority and unity. Kendrick's crown was studded with precious gemstones, reflecting the strength of his rule, while the Faith's crown was adorned with delicate filigree, symbolizing her wisdom and grace. The king's crown was placed upon Kendrick's head with a regal solemnity, a weight that he accepted with a sense of duty and honor. The queen's crown followed, its gentle placement a reminder of the delicate balance she would bring to the kingdom.

And I, Aurora Vance, daughter of the Alpha Prime and heir to the throne of the North, had never been more certain of anything in my life. Some wolves spend their whole lives chasing someone who will never see them. I stopped chasing. And I found everything I had been looking for. THE END

The city lay cradled between stone cliffs and frozen pines, cloaked in mist and moonlight a neutral ground carved from old treaties and older blood. Even here, I could feel the tension in the air. Wolf-shifters moved through the streets in wary silence. Some bore the white tattoos of the Highland Clans, others the storm-gray brands of the South. They nodded as I passed, respectful, but wary. I was Frostfang, northern royalty and a healer in a world that only valued warriors. My wolf stirred beneath my skin. Something is wrong, Nemphis whispered. I didn’t answer. I couldn’t afford to listen to instincts, not here, not now. I looked up and admired the Hall.

The moment I left the manor behind, my phone buzzed, a coded message from James, our family's tutor. "Harriet, your dad's on the warpath. He's threatened to erase me from Norchester if I don't sway you to his way of thinking: change your college choice, agree to a strategic marriage. He's even rallied the Blood Oath Brotherhood in Engleton against you, to teach you the price of defiance." My fingers clenched around the phone until they turned pale. That was his master stroke. I thought I broke free, but he was spinning a new web all along. What was waiting for me in Engleton?

Sanctioned means no one touches you—unless someone higher says they can. Caelric steps closer. “Where is the token.” The attacker’s eyes flick down, terrified. Soryn’s grip tightens, and the man whimpers. “Pocket—inside—” Caelric reaches in and pulls out something small. Metal. A coin-sized medallion. Even from across the room I can see the etching—too clean, too official. A crown shape. A vertical line through it like a blade. My blood turns cold. Caelric’s face doesn’t change, but his eyes harden into something I’ve only seen right before people disappear.

“Two days ago, Alexander personally took her to a private jeweler. Measurements, design consultations—he stayed the entire time.” My heart clenched. “There’s more,” Ethan continued. “And it gets worse.” “I accessed her private cloud. Password was Alexander’s birthday.” Inside were photos. Hundreds of them. I opened the file he sent. The album was titled: My Knight. The most recent post was dated two days ago. He said this crown belongs only to me. Just like him. Next week’s family dinner—he promised to give me a name. The image showed an exquisite bridal crown— diamonds and sapphires set in a constellation pattern.

“The crown is mine.” I bent a little lower eyeing the way she held him, placing his head on her laps. I ignored their display for an instant, squatting down to grasp the blood coated crown. The piece was an original gold one, with ten slops around it and by the sides were transparent pearls forming a bridge at the start of each slops. “Could someone get a friggin’ fucking ambulance or do you want your new King to be marked as a murderer?!” I suddenly yelled, bringing out a white handkerchief from the breast pocket of my suit. Erasing the stains of blood from the part of the crown it touched, I positioned it on my head.

[“Oh my God, Mica! You’re alive? I thought you got kidnapped and sold off or something. It’s been two weeks!” Mica snorted. [“Oh, please. If anyone’s getting kidnapped in this group, it’s you.”] I chuckled. “She’s not wrong.” Cassie huffed, crossing her arms. [“Excuse me, but I’m way too valuable for kidnappers. They’d return me within a day.”] Gladz smirked. [“True. No one wants to deal with your chaos.”] Mica laughed. [“Exactly. The ransom note would just say: Please take her back. She talks too much.”]

It was unthinkable. Amid the shouting, one voice had risen above the rest. It was sharp, furious, and unmistakable. “This is a joke!” Andre Winters had stood, his chair scraping loudly against the floor as he glared at the lawyer, then at Lila. Tall and with piercing eyes that could cut through steel, he had always been the golden child, the one everyone has assumed would be Lucas’s heir and take over everything. For years, Andre had been groomed as the heir to the empire. To see that title stripped away in favor of a half-sister he didn’t even know was a humiliation he couldn’t bear.

You have the one crown resting between your heads and you speak together at the same time. Rota pulled back quickly in shock, “We will be crowned together?” “Yes that is what I saw” the girl answered “Mia, we will share the crown, like the twins” Mia’s face lit up, and she felt a huge burden lift from her shoulders. “Oh that is the best news, Sister. And they embraced happy to have this revelation. “What is your name” Rota asked “Tia” said the girl. “Thank you, Tia” said Rota.