Novelas y relatos de The Crown

It was quiet, so quiet if i was to gulp loudly, the whole room would hear it. The elder reached for the spectres on a red cushion placed on a wooden table and handed each of us to hold. "As Alpha Adrian's mate, his Luna, in blood, flesh and air, you will rise as the Queen of Cosmos Kingdom when I place this crown on your head." The elders thick voice announced. With my head bent low, I waited as the elder placed Adrian's crown on his head before reaching for my crown and gently placing it on mine. The crown was heavy, it was made out of pure gold and diamonds. I kept my neck straight, giving support to my head and allowed myself to get accustomed to the heavin

Betty’s hands trembled slightly as she fastened the clasps at Emilia’s back, and Emilia couldn’t help but notice her nervousness. “Relax, Betty,” she said gently. “You’re doing well.” Betty blushed, nodding quickly. “Thank you, Your Highness.” Once she was dressed, Matron Isla gestured to a silver circlet resting on a velvet pillow. “Shall I place your coronet, Your Highness?” Emilia hesitated, the sight of the intricate piece making her stomach twist. It was beautiful, but it felt like another layer of distance between herself and her old life. “No,” she said softly. “Not today.”

“That’s not an answer.” Rael exhaled, rubbing a hand over his jaw. “The Crown isn’t just a symbol of power, Elior. It’s… alive.” Elior frowned. “Alive?” “The Crown chooses its king. It doesn’t simply rest on the head of the strongest—it binds itself to the one it deems worthy. And once it does…” Rael’s gaze flicked to Elior. “There’s no going back.” Elior’s pulse quickened. “So you’re saying I don’t have a choice.”

The crown is decorated with blue, pink and purple sapphires, diamonds and opals creating a gorgeous prism effect when it catches the light. “You are to be your own Queen, Lemuel. A Queen, unlike any this kingdom has had before. You are not ruled by the Queens of the past, but free to lay your own path, and so Haemon and I felt that a new Queen deserves a new crown,” she says proudly as she places the crown upon Lemuel’s head.

“If someone steals my crown before the coronation, they can challenge me to a duel of life or death, challenge my crown and my position as the king. The crown also has magic, Vera, ancient magic. It gives power to the ruler of Draconia. It is not just an ornament. It is history, it is a source of power.” I had never known anything like that. I thought it was just a very costly ornament. Shit. I could have put his life in danger, if I had stolen it. I shuddered and my heart hurt thinking about it. Nobody was going to hurt Mateo. I wouldn’t let anyone hurt him. “I don’t know that.” I took a step closer to him and looked at him and as if he understood what I want

Never! He smiled with a proud glint in his eye as she lifted her head. One of the attendants offered a rough-looking black circular crown, the top spike in the center adorned with a massive black gemstone. Around the circlet's base are four long horn-like thorns. Nothing about the crown screamed glamor; everything about it roared status and dominance.

" King Aiden questioned with a small frown. He wasn't sure what he thought about the sight in front of him. Vampires didn't feel but he couldn't help the strange feeling enveloping him at the raw and unadulterated agony coming off Diana in waves. What could have happened that broke her so badly? "The Crown. The humans got wind of the crown and somehow found a way to use our genes to turn corpses into programmable zombies. The zombies are their weapon to get the Crown. "They learned that we had the Crown and sought to get it. However, their main intention is to wipe

“Crowns aren’t just rhinestones and gold, they are made up of discipline, determinant and a hard-to-find alloy called courage, do you deem yourself worthy of the such a title?” I darted my tongue to lick my dry lips as I nodded my head as the man muttered. “I do,” “With the power of god, I may pronounce you as the Queen of Nitholirc, wife of Lords of Nitholirc and hope of people,” My heart fluttered as he gently picked the crown with his both hands and Claus bowed slightly as he placed it on his head as people cheered and clapped. My chest tightened with uneasiness, and I swallowed the lump of nervousness in my throat.

I won't blame her because it's what I have thought also; somewhere in my heart, I wish and hope that Carter is rejected by the Moon goddess because I know what it holds. “We shouldn't talk like that, Brooke,” I reply, still holding onto her hand, while she nods slowly. I shift my attention back to what is happening at the front of the hall, the priestess who is holding the crown.. The crown, woven from rough, dark vines with sharp thorns, she holds carefully like an egg. It is rumored that if the crown falls, then the person will die a very painful death.. Looking at the c

“Princess Deloris, will you uphold the customs and duties of the crown?” I nod my head. “I will.” The same voice booms again and snaps me yet again to attention. “Princess Deloris, do you accept the crown?” Again, I nod. “I do.” A couple of clergy step forward. One puts the crown on my head, while the other places the royal golden egg with my family’s crest in my hand. My eyelids again dip, but a slight pain in my shoulder has me whipping my eyelids wide open again.