Tera Crowns Novels & Stories

Alpha Caleb smiled, his eyes sparkling with pride. "My beloved children," he began, his voice brimming with emotion, "today, I present to you a symbol of your growth, resilience, and dedication. Inside this box lies the ancient crown, a symbol of authority and leadership that has been passed down through generations." Ethan and Ava exchanged glances, their hearts filled with a mixture of gratitude and awe. They approached the box, their hands trembling slightly as they lifted the lid. Nestled within was a magnificent crown, adorned with intricately carved symbols representing unity, strength, and wisdom.

Whether there is a geological footfall or snow that changes the terrain, the Brawen orb with magic will find it after being able to take it away the next time you come here. As for Titania's Crown, Brawen doesn't care. It's easy to understand a sentence "Nuuuuuu, Ma-Huong-huong", with the power of Than Uyen Crown, she is convinced that Vampire's World does not necessarily exist a Vampire capable of using it, of course she does not dare to end it. Discuss that with Chris, but it can be somewhat reassuring. So now we have to get out of here before we reach the limit of our tolerance.

Archer's father comes and stands around us to stand in front of his son and his mother does the same to stand in front of me. I glance down and see each of them holding a soft cashmere pillow with the new royal crowns atop them. I gasp lightly with how beautiful they are, and I look up to meet Archer's mom's tearful gaze. " There's no one else more deserving of this crown, hola. Rule alongside my son and keep him humble. I nod, my own eyes teary as she places the crown on my head. My crown was designed with my name intricately woven into the diamond stones emblem, rose gold framing that is molded to look like wild vines adorned with more diamonds.

She held out her hand, and for a second, the white void slowed down. "I can see the text underneath!" Mina shouted over the rising wind of the void. "It’s not being destroyed... it’s being Struck Through! Someone is drawing a line through the South’s history!" Suddenly, a shadow fell over the grey village. The Giant Crow we had seen on our roof plummeted from the sky, landing atop the blurred remains of the village well. It was six feet tall, its feathers made of shredded black silk. In its beak, it held a pair of Silver Scissors, the kind used by a Master Tailor, but large enough to decapitate a man.

Once I was close enough, the three jewels emerged from their containers on their own, attaching to the crown with some kind of magic, or perhaps with ghostly hands; it was hard to tell. As the jewels settled into their ancient settings on the crown, a shock wave of pure energy burst outward, knocking several people off their feet. The crown rose into the air, hovering at eye level as it pulsed with power, its colours blending in perfect harmony: moonsilver, sunlight gold, forest green, and celestial blue. "The Harmony Crown," Sebastian breathed, his normally composed features slack with awe. "Fully awakened for the first time in centuries."

he breathed into her ear before capturing her lips in a gentle kiss. He pulled away, grasping Klara around her waist. “We have joined in Mateship, now we have joined in rank. What say you?” Marc addressed the crowd. Klara tried to remember who it was that was in the room during the coronation. It was higher level wolves, she remembered that much. “Here, here!” A voice called, soon to be followed by all in the room. Marc guided her back to her own throne as he sat in his. Their hands still clasped in one another’s.

Damon drifts toward center ice and stops at the logo. I follow. For a moment, we stand where the game began. Where so much between us almost ended. “Funny,” he says. “All that fighting over who gets the crown.” “And?” He looks at me fully. “There was only ever one.” The words hang there. Not competitive. Not sharp. Certain. Only one crown. And it doesn’t belong to one king. The arena lights dim slightly as the crew prepares to clean up. I feel his hand brush mine. Not by accident.

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.

Then Rowan shouted from below. Then: "NOW WOULD BE A GREAT TIME TO WIN!" Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then the beam fired. BOOOOOOOOOOM! Reality screamed. The attack crossed the distance instantly. Impossible to dodge. Impossible to block. Then every Crown ignited. Immediately. The First Crown. The Third Crown. The Fourth Crown. The Sixth Crown. All of them. Together. Their power surged through the battlefield. Then Ava screamed. Then: "THOMAS!"