The Crown Novels & Stories

It seemed to shimmer with every movement, catching the light and commanding attention. But what caught my eye the most was the golden crown adorning his head. It was a sight to behold—a symbol of his authority and status as the ruler of Arodona. The crown was studded with glistening gemstones, each one capturing the light and casting a radiant glow. Its intricate design spoke of craftsmanship and regality, leaving no doubt that this man was indeed the king. The crown sat atop his head, perfectly balanced, and accentuated his noble features. It added an undeniable aura of power and responsibility to his presence. I couldn't help

I announce that Nathan Crowther is being removed from the title of crown prince, now he becomes a traitor, he must be sought and isolated, his name never to be heard again, Thomas Crowther, my second son will inherit the throne when the time is right, and before the entire nation I announce that the winner of the Diamond Crown will be revealed. - Celine moves in the row next to her father, he is the richest noble after the king, he probably believes he will receive the title, I show a scathing smile on my lips, as soon as the news is given she will be in shock. Now it's silence that fills the hall as the king pauses to wipe tears from his eyes that I know are fake. He pretends to be sad for

But that was back home, you see this was now my husband's territory, meaning it belonged to me as well. On that basis, who else would dare to scold me? His Majesty? Well, a little scolding never hurt anyone, now did it? I ungracefully turned around, Penelope sighed and pinched her temples, cursing her for making the trip here. "And, what colour would his Majesty's blood be?" I asked, my voice resonated off the halls, a reminder that this place was both quite large, and rather empty. His Majesty halted his steps and looked over his shoulder at me. "Ebony, Ebony black." He answered with a bite in his words.

Was there truly a traitor among them, working from within the school’s walls? Suddenly, a timid voice broke through the tension, drawing all eyes to its source. It was a young girl standing near the front of the crowd, her voice barely above a whisper. “M-my name is Leona Nightingale,” she stammered, her eyes wide with fear. “I-I am part of The Averrant.” Before anyone could react, Caleb’s katana flashed in the air, and with a swift movement, he struck down Leona. Shock rippled through the crowd as her body fell to the ground, blood staining the earth beneath her.

Talia, the gray-feathered hawk flew as soon as Tori held the crown. The moment she raised the crown using her right hand to Prince Cory's head, her red eyes never left Prince Lauren's gaze. Crowing the second prince, she's declaring who owned the new emperor. THE MOMENT that the crown laid atop Prince Corean's head perfectly like it was made for him. Tori saw how the noble faction created a diversion when the majority of the royal knights leaped from the royal family's audience area towards the podium where Tori and the crowned Prince Cory were standing. "They are u

Other people knelt as the king starts announcing. “Today, I proclaim to all of you. Thariem of Lunekleare, the Crown Prince of Clapestris, is now, the Royal Knight of Clapestris, after the Order of Eren-Narses. The bearer of the highest title next to the King.”

All I hear is, "By the power vested upon me, you will become the queen of Evergreen, from today until forever!" A maid removes my crown and my father stands up. He walks next to the high priest. The priest takes a few steps back and my father takes the queen's crown. Gently, he crowns me with it and says, "I am so proud of you!" I force a smile and curtsy as father nods and goes back into his place. I face the crowd once and for all. The high priest announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen, Children, world-- help me welcome the new Queen of Evergreen, Aurora Wintershade!"

The words landed heavily. Then the Third Crown pulsed. Truth. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava immediately pointed. Then: "I hate him already." Then Henry adjusted his glasses. Then: "What's his Crown?" Valen's expression darkened. Then: "The Crown of Dominion." Silence. Then Thomas felt something. The First Crown reacted. Authority. The Fourth Crown reacted. Resolve. Then Valen nodded. Then: "The Crown of Dominion is a corrupted twin of your Crown of Authority."

Thousands of loyal wolves from every allied pack stand in hushed silence as the ancient elders step forward, lifting the heavy, gleaming Eternal Silver Crown and placing it firmly upon my head. The atmosphere is charged with a profound, reverent awe that commands absolute stillness across the entire summit. The crown, forged from the purest starlight-infused metal of the first vault, hums with a familiar, comforting resonance against my brow, anchoring my spirit to the collective heartbeat of our united people.

They seized Lorenzo by the shoulders, driving their knees with bone-crushing force into the back of his joints. With a heavy thud, the once-mighty Head of the Family crashed onto the hard marble floor. Lorenzo thrashed, trying to force himself up, but a guard pinned his neck down, grinding his face against the freezing tiles. "Let me go! I’m the head of the Corleone family! You bastards, how dare you treat me like this!" He howled, stripped of every shred of dignity. Whatever noble refinement he had spent years cultivating shattered like cheap glass.