The Crown's Game Book Novels & Stories

There are no such news of a divine fruit appearing in Rebelliad for the past ten years, but treasures with the blood-red color are plentiful, and Crow felt that there might be something wrong with the crown prince’s information. Troubled by the task given by the crown prince, Crow grumbled on the couch while the two personal guards disdained to look at the other party’s antics. The two personal guards also guessed that they will be staying in the city of rogues for an extended amount of time judging by the forlorn look on Crow’s face. As the loyal guards of the crown prince, they know some bits and pieces of Rogeus’ missions, and they are also aware that those missions are directly connected

Lila tiptoed just to clip the veil on Emery's braided, black hair to secure it because the soon-to-be crowned queen was rather taller than the average height. She, then, whispered, “Your Highness, a lady must learn to be patient.” The soon-to-be queen rolled her eyes at her statement. When the horn was blown, Emery walked with careful steps on the aisle that led to the king's side. She minded every step she made because her burning red robes reached the floor and if she stepped on it, she will surely become the laughing stock of the palace. At the end of the aisle was the throne made of gold. Its sides were carved with wolves—the predators that best represent the current king.

What she noticed in her readings was that the family was obsessed with jewels, which can be seen in their names. The pictures didn’t lie about the kingdom of Norway, which was full of gemstones. You can see it in all walls and structures. It may be on the outside or the inside. Since the kingdom is the venue for the prince’s engagement, Hannah has the privilege to look around. The whole structure and style of the palace was so alive because of the gemstones even when they were still at the main entrance of the palace. The gemstones were shining as the light from the lamp post hit them, making them visible to the naked eye. She knew that the security was very strict on a daily basis, but it w

Lady Emily stated. “This is going to be awkward,” Vasmir muttered to himself as they walked towards the king, standing right behind him. Meanwhile, inside the carriage, Prince Cornelius saw the audience waiting for them through the small window. The very first person that caught his attention was the man standing next to his brother because of his odd look, at least that was how King Lawson was in his eyes. It was not because he looked weird or anything, but it was for the reason that his clothes were different from the usual royal robes of Varmorians. Still he could not deny that the king still had that regal aura as much as the emperor had. The next person he laid eyes on was the woman beh

Just wind. And silence. Behind her: the crown—no longer gold, but forged in obsidian and bullet casings. It wasn’t worn. It was placed—on a pedestal. A symbol. She didn’t need it on her head. Because the world had already bent its knees. ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — FINAL ENTRY OF THE CITADEL ERA “I did not inherit an empire. I burned the ashes and named the smoke.” “I did not want their crown. I broke it, reforged it, and left it behind.”

I need the job and the last thing I need right now is to be fired just because I didn't pretend to be his fiance. The evening ran smoothly and quickly. After some presentations from famous singers and dance groups, the feast began. An expensive kind of feast that includes some of the most delicious, mouthwatering and succulent dishes cooked by a chef's heart. After that the dance continues and for five minutes, I am left alone in one chair as mister Crown ensures everyone's having a wonderful night. At ten the hosts announce the start of the game called 'treasure hunt'. The kind of game I wasn't expecting adults like us would be included in. Crown hands me a tote bag. I watch him folding his

So, instead, I looked at all the men around the table. Esmaeel, Esmond, and Esriel, the three oldest, listened intently while Esaias, the youngest, looked bored and kept yawning, although he was trying to be discreet about it. Esegar was playing with a Rubik’s cube and seemed to be in his own world. But he did ask a few questions while Father was reminding all of them when the screening would start, so I knew he was listening. I did wonder, though, who among them wanted the crown. Maybe I could plead to him or them to let Kael participate in the Royal Games with a promise that I would not campaign to be the Queen of Absalom—if campaigning were such a thing.

It had a black thick leather cover and a golden seal on its top. “The Crow.” Lelia said, and a book with a bright red cover appeared in her palms. She turned to a page where the history and image of the crow was shown. Janeka got her mind back to why they were here and what they were going to defeat. “I see your mind is caught up with the black book.” Lelia said, chewing her lips. “That's what we want, isn't it?” Janeka said.

After all, the Elysian Crown was why the original novel got the title ‘Thorny Crown. Thorny Crown was the title of the novel series, which later became a popular N*****x Series. The story was about the first prince and the second prince, both heirs to the throne. Originally, to decide the rightful heir to the throne, like all the previous kings, went through, the heir apparent had to use all their resources to locate the Elysian Crown. Whoever finds it first will become the Crown Prince. But the wench Sabina, the female lead of the series, and the noble faction didn’t want to risk since the second prince displayed quite the intelligence, so they destroyed the Elysian Crown and sabotaged his

At the center, resting atop a stone pedestal, is a jagged crown—half bone, half scorched gold, smoldering with silent flame. Ceres (awestruck): "That's it…" Lady Ilven (reverently): "The Crown of Flame and Bone. Forged in dragonfire. Tempered with the blood of the first Umbra king. It can only be worn by a rightful heir." Guard (low voice): "It looks like it's… alive." Indeed, the crown pulses faintly as if breathing. Ceres: "Why bring me here?" I'm not here to rule. I want answers." Lady Ilven (approaching the pedestal):