The Crown's Entrapment Novels & Stories

“Until proven innocent, Ariana Valenti is stripped of all claim to the presidency. Coronation is canceled.” “No!” The word tore out of me. “Take her to the cage,” he ordered. Two patched enforcers grabbed my arms. I could’ve shifted, could’ve torn free, but that would only prove their point. I let them drag me past the jeering crowd. As they hauled me out, Elena leaned into Liam and whispered loud enough for me to hear, “Told you the crown would look better on me.” I locked eyes with Liam one last time. He finally met my gaze,cold, empty, already done with me.

Then— “What the hell are you waiting for, Papa? Let Mama wear the ring already.” Ceynol and Jade froze. That voice— They turned toward the side of the road, and to their shock, Crown stood there with his grandparents, arms crossed like an impatient director waiting for the scene to move forward. One by one, the masked men removed their head coverings. Ceynol’s jaw dropped. His friends stood before him, grinning like mischievous devils. Realization dawned on him. “This was all… a setup?” he breathed. Crown tilted his head. “You said you wanted a memorable proposal. Well, I gave you one.”

“Let’s finish you up. It’s almost time. Even in her early forties, Anna is good at applying makeup. She dabs some finishing touches of makeup before she puts on my jewelry. I touch the intricate carving of the pendant. It is shaped like a spiral that is adorned with thirty diamonds. At the center of the spiral is a bigger diamond than the rest with the purest color of diamond I have ever seen. There were three knocks on the door. Three knocks meant that the person was a royal guard. Anna excuses herself and heads for the door. “Your Highness, the King was just checking to see if you’re all set up for your coronation,” General Silverstone stands on the doorway and bows. “Shortly, General Silv

“We’ve had a slight setback there, my prince. The Crown was intercepted during its transport to the Grand Hall.” “What?” I exclaimed, anger flaring up inside me. “How did this happen?” “We’re still investigating, but it seems your brother and Black J. were involved,” Lucas admitted, looking down. “But we’re already working on retrieving it. We’ve increased security at the Temple of the Moon and are monitoring all possible routes they might use.” I took a deep breath, trying to control my fury. “Make sure that Crown is back in our possession before the coronation. Without it, the ceremony cannot proceed.”

The gesture was unspoken yet filled with promises of a future filled with hope and possibility. With his hand entwined with mine, we began our journey together, side by side, embarking on the adventure of a lifetime, but little did I know that our journey would be so short-lived. The day my world fell apart and the reason I didn’t want a mate in the first place. It is when we get called to the King's Crown. The grand doors of the King's Crown swung open as James and I entered, our hearts heavy with anticipation. The throne room was adorned with opulent tapestries and glistening chandeliers, a stark contrast to the somber atmosphere that hung in the air.

They mourned him and continue to do so. Someone had to take over now that the King was gone, and the young Crown Prince is doing an excellent job of carrying on his father's legacy. He's skilled at making snap decisions, and he's a natural leader. Not to mention that he's quite attractive. Anastasia isn't the only girl in the kingdom who fantasizes about him. When she sees him pass by, she can't help but steal a glimpse at him. If word gets out that she secretly admires the Prince, she'll most likely be beaten to death, but who can blame her? Despite the fact that he is rumored to be engaged, Anastasia smiles sheepishly whenever his name is mentioned. Even if he isn't enganged, a maid and a

Gasps, shouts, steel drawn. “Don’t—” Elira started, but another stepped forward. A warrior this time. He seized the Crown with both hands and gritted his teeth. His muscles swelled with the effort of holding it, but then his eyes rolled back, and smoke bled from his mouth. He dropped, body charred from the inside out. The Crown didn’t move. It didn’t tumble. It sat perfectly upright, as if gravity obeyed it differently than the rest of the world. Zara’s jaw was clenched so tightly Elira thought she might crack a tooth. “This isn’t a trial. It’s a culling.”

I reached out— Just as the Eagle did. We moved in unison, shadows colliding. Both of our hands shot out but Phina’s roar ripped out of my chest, not ready to lose and then my fingers touched the crown. My heart skipped as my fingers curled around it first I got it…I got the crown!! Happiness filled my heart but suddenly the crown started melting in my hand. My smile disappeared. Why…why was it melting?

Skimming money from team events and dipping into company funds were practically standard practice. She thought hiding behind the title of Neel Corporation heiress made her untouchable. She never imagined the person she trusted most would be the one to expose her. The employees Violet had pushed around for years finally snapped. They surrounded her, anger boiling over. They grabbed her necklace, her rings, anything they could take as compensation. Violet begged them to stop, her face bruised and swollen, but all she got in return were more blows.

“I have already prepared for it and this is your last chance to either stop it or experience it instead.” “Let me experience it since I love the feeling of pain devouring every inch of me.” She then walked back towards the empress’s direction and got close as much as she could until Castor stopped her. She never broke eye contact with her and this time, she smiled. “Hurt me as much as you like, but keep in mind that doing so is digging your own grave.” Emery leaned forward and said in almost a whisper, “Do not forget that your crown will be taken away with only one wrong move you make.”