Tera Crowns Novels & Stories

Rebels, likely. I rise slowly from my throne, fingers brushing the armrests carved with wolf sigils that seem to writhe and shift under my touch. My cursed crown hums against my skull, its fractured metal threads digging deeper into my skin with each passing moment, becoming less ornament and more surgical procedure. The pain is constant now, a low throb that reminds me with every heartbeat of what I've sacrificed for the sake of strength to protect my children.

Aameris spoke almost in a whisper, but everyone in the room heard him. The three couples kissed, then turned to look at the crowd. Lindaat started to glow, and a crown appeared on her head. Twisted silver and bronze metals looking like a tree being held by silver roots. Around the crown, small diamonds rose, looking almost like trees. When she turned to look at Teleraamon, he had a circlet of the same silver and bronze on his head. Ailive gasped when a crown appeared on her head, with a solid silver band with sapphires around the edges that looked almost like tears. Dakkaath had a circlet of silver with a hint of bronze in it. Xylia smiled brightly at the two, then felt something on her head

The black velvet inside framed something bright pink. A plastic crown. Gabby’s pink glitter crown. For a moment, no one spoke. “MY CROWN!” Gabby screamed so loudly the tiny hammer in my head went back to working overtime. She reached for it with both hands. “Easy,” I said. Kendra picked up the crown first and inspected it. “Oh.” “What?” I asked. She turned it toward the light. The crown was clean. No chocolate smudges from Al’s hands. No dust from the grounds at Villa Miravento. The underside, which had been slightly sticky yesterday because Gabby once tried to repair it with lip gloss, wasn’t sticky anymore either.

It felt… steadied. By the time the city center was ready for the coronation, Ancnix looked different. Not untouched by war—but shaped by survival. The Storm crest hung proudly from every banner and dais, lightning and lion rendered in gold and deep blue. The square had been cleared and rebuilt, stone polished, platforms raised. Everyone knew there was still so much work ahead. But today was not for mourning. Today was for a future that had refused to die. Elora and Declan stood beside Zayden and Kailee as the ceremony unfolded, the crowd filling the square in waves of color and sound. When the crown was placed, when the vows were spoken, the roar that followed shook the very bones of the cit

These are his memories about the various titles he dealt with and how events brought him to different places and challenges. While barely the sun brings its rays through the western sky vaults, the sun and moon can still meet along that same treasury. Just like how Rowen and Darina could get along with each other, even if it is sitting under the same sky amid the vicious distance of their identity. Pulling themselves back to the heavier situation that they must regard, Rowen took his turn to ask. “The centennial anniversary of Clapestris is coming. What do you see is best to do now, Your Highness?”

Yelena stroked his head, thanking him. "Hey, lady, I’m not a pet. I’m a warrior. A special crow created by the master. You won’t be found out, no." Twilight said, trying to look angry, but she was enjoying the affection. Yelena laughed and took the bottles to analyze. The crow was a peculiar being, she could tell. " Well, I’m going." Twilight said arrogantly." The girl needs my help." He whistled, showing off. "Are you talking about Sera?" Cordelia asked, curious and concerned at the same time, approaching the table where Twilight was.

I ignore him and turn to bar duty. There are cases of beer and pop under the counter. The newly bought hard liquor is lined up against the back wall. There's a club emblem on that same wall above the bottles. It's the same one the club members wear on their vests. It's actually pretty damn cool, but fuck if I tell any of them that. It's a crow on motorcycle handlebars with two skulls in front. Desert Crows is written on a banner across the top. The design is in a black circle. It looks ominous, which is what the person who designed it was going for.

The reason wasn't quite clear, but she knew that Tine would tell her. Walking up to Tine and Mira, the Clutch Elder asked Tine if it was time. He nodded. The Elder turned and bowed the Eastern Emperor. Shiwen turned and lifted the pillow resting on the table close by them. Carrying the pillow over to Raptor, he nodded and Raptor reached out and lifted the clothe revealing the dragon king's crown from Mira's dream. At her gasp, Raptor turned at placed the crown on Tine's head and bowed to him and stepped away. Next came Mira's mother, Lady Amethyst and Meiying. This time Amethyst was carrying a pillow very similar to the one that Meiying's father had carried. It was time to crown the new Clu

Perhaps another round of torture. “The Alpha king is visiting our pack tomorrow for the regional pack visitation, and Jeremy wants you to prepare the meals ahead of time. Your special delicacies, and he said to mention that his mom would be in attendance too, so you better not embarrass this family.” She announced as she walked ahead of me, and I didn’t bother arguing. It would only cause more trouble for me. The Alpha king visiting means better dishes, and I will barely get any help from the maids since Jeremy already told them not to take orders from me. I am tired, sleep-deprived, and now my future hangs in the air.

Selene cuts her hand first, followed by Octavia, Archie, and Dean. The blood mixed and came out of the bowl. Selene twisted her hand, and two identical crowns appeared. The crown is golden with red gemstones on it. It has three thorns coming out of it, but it confused me why there were two. The blood poured on the crown, and I can see the blood entering the gemstones and turning them crimson red. Selene looked at Dean, smiling at him.