The Crown Of Thorns Book Novels & Stories

Tears were flowing through her cheeks from her blood shot eyes. Sniffing painfully she sat on the edge of bed. Her tears filled eyes were stuck on the shattered photo frame which she throw out of anger and pain. It was their marriage photo frame, the same photo which she used to admire once. But now, the same photo disgusts her whenever she looks at it.It sometimes the things which gives you happiness, the same things can give you pain too. Their whole room is a mess, just like her life. Wiping her tears Koushalya looked at those torn dairy pages along with few photo lying on floor , in which her husband was kissing another women. Love was visible in his eyes, sad thing is the love wasn't for her, it was for another women. Nothing can be more painful then, knowing your loved one loved Someone else more than you. She trusted him wholeheartedly, and now when she found out his secret , he lost the trust which she had on him. Koushalya, blankly stared the floor, her mind was telling her to leave him but her heart was begging her to stay. Somewhere, between her mind and heart she lost herself, her soul. Will she ever able to find her lost soul in that dark world of Sanjiv ? **** Meet Koushalya, Women with passion and broad thinking. Everything was perfect about her until she met Sanjiv, who showed her how does it feels to die slowly without letting anyone know. Somewhere between her husband Sanjiv and the fear of society she lost her own self. Will she find herself again ? -- I, Aarti Shankar welcoming you all in life of koushalya. To know further read the story and leave a review/feedback after reading it.

In the land of Otheli, two Kingdoms ruled the land. Elodnia and Xeholousva. But at the outskirts of the two kingdoms an outcast land stood and ruled over by a petty dominion of rare kin called Lycan- whose unable to shift into human form. In the new era of wolven history, lycans who cannot shift into human form or either back to a normal Wolf- bestowed upon them are the name savages who cannot cope to the new civilization. They were renounced as outcasts that supposed to be the ancestors of all lycanthropy. And their lived the main character YSEAH. A silver wolf-shifter from the pack of the northern east. Her father -as an Alpha- and lycan ancestors ruled their petty pack with serenity since the archaic times of wolven history. Not a sinlge blood was shed in their Little dominion since peace reigned over the years but not until the neighboring empire started to surge an attack right at the time of the coming age ceremony of Yseah to awaken her wolf and at the same time find her mated wolf. But alas, the celebration was ended in stench of blood as Yseah only saw nothing but cold corpses of her people lying on the once litted street of lanterns -and was awed even more when she found out that her awaited mate was non other than the tyrant crown prince of Elodnia, RUVILLOUS VEL NUR ELODNIA. Will she choose to escape the thorny red string she fated upon to or choose to protect her kingdom by being the mate of the Crown Prince?

With God as her witness, Holly Sullivan had always been a good girl. Taken in by the Hoffman family at a young age, she had spent eighteen years longing for a way to repay Ronald Hoffman's kindness and the life he gave her. However, she could not bring herself to accept the marriage proposal he put forward—not when her heart already belonged, entirely and irreversibly, to Luke Hoffman. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Luke—drunk and dangerously charming—lured her into bed. From that moment on, it was not just her heart she had given away. She gave him everything.

A powerful witch. A cursed vampire. A castle built on blood. And a secret that could destroy them both. Delphine Ashwood has never fit in—not with her coven, not with polite magical society, and certainly not with anyone who prefers witches quiet and predictable. When she’s hired to repair the failing wards of the infamous Castle Thorne, she expects cold stone, ancient curses, and another lonely contract. What she doesn’t expect is him. Theron Valemont, vampire prince and ruler of the forgotten court, is everything she hates: brooding, controlling, and hiding far too many secrets behind those ice-blue eyes. He didn’t summon her—and he wants her gone. But the castle has other plans. As Delphine unravels the threads of the ancient spell holding the fortress—and Theron’s legacy—together, she discovers a power buried beneath the stone. A power tied to her own bloodline. A power that was never meant to wake. Caught in a slow-burning battle between duty, desire, and destruction, Delphine and Theron must decide what they’re willing to sacrifice. Because the truth isn’t just dangerous. It’s hungry.

In a world where power is everything, Esmeray Lui Collin must navigate a treacherous path to the throne. As enemies lurk in the shadows, she must decide how far she's willing to go to claim her destiny. Can she wear the crown, or will the flames of ambition consume her?

Only One Crown One team. One legacy. One crown. Jaxon Reed built his name on control. As captain of the Frost Giants, he turned pressure into power and silence into strength. The league calls him the best to ever wear the jersey. He carries that title like armor. Then Adrian Cruz walks back into his locker room. Adrian was once more than his rival. More than his teammate. He was the one Jaxon loved in secret and the one he let go when fame, fear, and outside pressure closed in. Now a shocking trade forces Adrian onto Jaxon’s team, binding them together under a brutal contract clause neither of them fully understands. On the ice, they are unstoppable. Off the ice, they are unfinished. As the media fuels a ruthless GOAT debate and the billionaire owner pulls strings from the shadows, old wounds rip open. Accusations of betrayal resurface. Secrets about a hidden clause threaten to ruin more than their careers. And the question that has haunted them for three years demands an answer: Who really tore them apart? Forced to play on the same line, Jaxon and Adrian must decide what matters more—protecting their pride or fighting for the love they never truly lost. Because there’s only room for one crown in the league… …but there might be room for two hearts. Only One Crown is a dark, emotional second-chance sports romance filled with forced proximity, buried secrets, fierce rivalry, and a hard-won happily ever after.

Once thеrе was a young girl who wanted nothing more than to bе lovеd. Shе gavе еvеrything shе had, еvеn hеr powеrs, to win thе affеction of othеrs, but it was nеvеr еnough. Instеad of accеptancе, all shе got was bеtrayal and pain. In thе еnd, thе man shе trustеd thе most was thе onе who turnеd back on hеr. Shе hatеd thеm all, and if shе еvеr got anothеr chancе, shе promisеd hеrsеlf shе’d nеvеr long for lovе again. Instеad, shе’d makе thosе who wrongеd hеr suffеr in rеturn. Bеforе shе diеd, shе hеard about thе dukе of Adеlstеin and his sons going mad ovеr thе dеaths of thе duchеss and thеir littlе princеss. Whеn shе had thе chancе to bе rеborn, shе saw it as an opportunity for rеvеngе. Thе stagе was sеt for hеr plan to unfold, and shе lookеd forward to sееing hеr еnеmiеs fall by hеr hand. Thе big quеstion now is whеthеr shе’ll gеt hеr vеngеancе or if somеthing unеxpеctеd will changе hеr mind. Will shе ultimatеly lеarn to lovе hеr nеw family? Only timе will tеll in this story of bеtrayal, rеvеngе, and thе possibility of finding somеthing unеxpеctеd along thе way.

Loki’s world shattered on the night meant to celebrate love. On their fifth wedding anniversary, she caught her husband in another woman’s arms. A woman who looked like a perfect version of her. But the betrayal didn’t end there. Cold. Unapologetic. Prepared. He handed her divorce papers he had already signed, along with a generous alimony. As if five years of love could be reduced to a transaction. Minutes later, she was dragged out by security, branded an imposter in the very life she built. That night, Loki died. And Rhiannon was born. Rising from humiliation and heartbreak, she rebuilt herself into something the world had never seen – powerful, feared, untouchable. No longer a woman who needed protection, but one who became the storm. Now, with a son to protect and a dangerous, mysterious man entering her life, Rhiannon is no longer running from the past. She’s coming back for it. And this time, her ex-husband won’t just regret losing her, he’ll regret ever crossing her.

They didn’t come for her blood. They came for her truth. In Valtheris, magic only works if it’s sworn, witnessed, and recorded. Break an oath, and reality fractures. Aris Vale is a licensed Resonance Auditor—one of the few people alive who can hear falsehoods buried inside sacred contracts. When she uncovers a hidden addendum forged into a Concord Tribunal accord—one capable of enslaving entire bloodlines—she does what the law demands. She reports it. The Tribunal answers with a Sanctified Writ of Divine Custody. Seized in public and branded a legal asset, Aris becomes proof of something far more dangerous than rebellion: corruption at the heart of holy law. Anyone who interferes is declared a traitor. Anyone who helps her risks erasure. Four powerful men—each a leader of rival oath-factions—intervene, not as saviors, but because the Tribunal’s move threatens the entire legal foundation of the realm. Forced into alliance, they take Aris beyond Concord roads and into a moving Waystation Caravan where neutrality is sacred and betrayal is fatal. Now hunted by sanctioned enforcers and tracked by divine ink still clinging to her skin, Aris must decide whether to run… or turn herself into the weapon the law never anticipated. Because in a world ruled by contracts, the most dangerous thing isn’t broken vows. It’s the woman who can prove they were never true.

I was setting up a weekend shopping list on the tablet my husband had just replaced for our home system. A notification popped up. He had forgotten to log out of a shared, encrypted family calendar— one I didn’t recognize. There was only one unfamiliar profile photo. I tapped it. A list titled “My Little Princess – Personal Notes” filled the screen. My Little Princess doesn’t drink alcohol—only mineral water or herbal tea. No late nights. She needs absolute quiet to sleep. She gets anxious easily—keep fresh white lilies in the house and her favorite vanilla chocolates on hand. I scrolled slowly, my expression unreadable. The final entry was bolded. Highlighted. “Next Wednesday: take my Little Princess to choose her wedding crown.” I closed the screen. Then I picked up my phone and called my husband. “Love,” I said gently. “Does your Little Princess prefer a classic European bridal crown… or something more traditional? I thought I could help you choose.”