The Crown Epilogue Kiera Cass Read Online นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“She’s using my crown to strike in daylight.” Cassian’s tone softened. “Then we bring the crown itself to our side. The King must speak, even if only once.” I looked at him. “And if she’s already silenced him?” He didn’t answer. The silence between us said enough. Far away, Aria watched the city lights from her window. “Every empire falls from within,” she whispered to herself. “And hers began the day she learned to trust again.”

"You attempted to convince your tutor that an entire chapter of history was unnecessary because you already understood it." "It was a very persuasive argument." "It was a very poor argument." Aurelian laughed, and Caspian joined him. For a brief moment, the conversation felt like any other family discussion. Caspian held on to that feeling as he finished breakfast, grateful for the ordinary warmth he had once taken for granted. --- He found Raphael in the west wing, reading beside the window. "My lord," Raphael greeted him, rising from his chair. "Sit down. I have something to discuss with you."

“I have spent thirty years being told that I should never ask questions about my birth. I am tired of being silent.” Nhyira looked towards the library door. “Are you saying you know something?” “Yes.” “What?” Akosua's voice became quieter. “I think one of us was supposed to be Queen.” Nhyira stopped breathing. “Which one?” The line went silent. Then Akosua said: “That is exactly what I want to find out.” The call ended. Nhyira remained seated, staring at her phone. For the first time, she wondered whether the crown her sister wore had been intended for someone else entirely.

I carry her bridal style and head toward our room, she is already yawning and her eyes are fluttering closed. “DEREK” Dean shouts, Ria jerks up almost falling out of my arms, “The babies” she says in a panic “What the fuck do you want Dean?” I ask clenching my jaws “You’ve been summoned by the alpha king” Dean says and I almost drop Alexandria on the ground -------- hello readers, hope you enjoy this little epilogue, the new book is called " Begging for survival", it's on my profile if you want to find it, I've created a f******k group for easier interactions and updates. It's called Stories By Menna, hope you join,

She was with Dianna and Celina, she took a seat and started filling her plates with food and began to eat. Celina is holding a book, she is such a freaking nerd. She discovered that the normal people work in the city, they could be doctors, or work in the city capital as royal employees. Most of the students with power are trained to fight for the empire, after they graduate they can be one of the Knights who goes to war. "So how is your First day of selection?" Dianna asks Katara. "It was boring, we discussed history." Katara responded. "I see, have you already talked to the crown prince?" Dianna asks, Katara thinks and shakes her head. She didn't want to say that she talked to her m alread

“His Highness Prince Kane Rio Andriel Beniah von Clandestine and his partner, Lady Cassandra Sophia von Riva has arrived.” They both looked at Andriel and Cassandra who entered the hall hand-in-hand. Cassandra looked lovely in her crimson red dress which emphasized her grayish red hair. Beside her, Prince Andriel also looked more princely with his white coat with gold linings and a white cape with the star symbol draped on his back. “Lady Cassandra is a strong candidate for the crown princess position, right?” “What is she doing with Prince Andriel?” “Do you think Prince Andriel would be chosen as the next crown prince?”

Althea fought her way back to Argos for Lysandros and helped him reclaim the throne, only to find herself trapped in the enemy kingdom of Thrace, wearing a slave's collar for three full years. Through three years of mortal danger, being dragged behind chariots, and bone-chilling winters, Althea survived on a single conviction: her betrothed, Lysandros, would come to rescue her. But when she finally set foot in the royal city again, what awaited her was not an embrace. It was a heavy golden laurel crown pressed against her brow, the Sacred Flame seal clutched in another woman's hand, and a royal heir growing in that woman's womb. She clung to one last hope: perhaps they had cast her aside onl

My twin sister Celeste and I shared the same face, but little else. She believed in forgiveness. I believed anyone who hurt her should pay. Three years ago, Celeste was set to marry Adrien, Crown Prince of Valeria. But an old succession law forbade identical twins from both retaining legal identities once one entered the royal bloodline. So I chose my sister. My parents staged my death, erased Cassandra Montclair from public records, and promised to protect Celeste after I disappeared. I left her my fortune and the Crescent Guard, then vanished to the northern border. I believed my death had bought her safety. Then our dormant twin bond suddenly returned—and pain told me Celeste was being to

Astraya remained beside him, one hand resting against the child’s chest. The first king hovered over the opposite bridge. His cracked crown drew grey water toward him. Raiken rose slowly. Blood ran from the wound in his side. “The crowns are anchors,” Grandmother said. Her voice was weak, but every royal mark around us flared at the words. Cassian tore his silver crown free. He threw it onto the stone. Nothing happened. Cael shouted from below. “That was disappointing.” Cassian looked down at him. “I will try to be more entertaining while the world ends.”

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