The Crown's Obsession Novels & Stories

Cosimo asked, uncertain of my plan. I stepped closer, gripping her chin firmly to force her gaze to mine. “I want to find out what Amara can do. Daniel King was a legendary assassin. Never missed a shot. Never beaten. I wonder what his daughter is like in comparison.” My smirk widened as her frown deepened. Circling behind her chair, I couldn’t help but admire her restrained form. Stop it, Killian. I reached for a switchblade from the table of tools, cutting the ropes that bound her wrists. She immediately rubbed her arms, trying to restore circulation.

I chuckled to myself and thought, sometimes I don’t even understand myself, but I do. Orion We are waiting for Lara to come home. During this time, Crown is walking around looking at things in her house. How unlike him to do that, I thought. “Hey, you ok,” I asked Crown. He seems to be acting different, I thought. “Work is becoming interesting,” he said. “How so,” I asked. “I can’t say anything, as you know,” he started to say. “Understood,” I interjected, while he continued speaking. “But I think things are going to become more interesting as the days go by,” he ended. “At your job,” I asked him. He thought it over. “Both,” he finally said after some time had passed. I nodded

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

"Jeez, you are totally overly obsessed with her!" "So what if I am?" Yang Tian-Xu retorted as he could not care less about what other people's opinions. The infatuation he had for Wang Yi-An was something he would expect no one to understand, nor does he wanted anyone else to know, but her; Wang Yi-An. Yang Tian-Xu didn't wait for Jin Qi-Long to let himself inside the car, Yang Tian-Xu was about to drove off without him. However, Jin Qi-Long hurried as he hopped in, while Yang Tian-Xu drove off. He barely had the time to fasten the seatbelt.

Eve Justin immediately came out of nowhere, held the man's collar, pushed him to the floor and started to punch him continuously. I still tried to hold back my tears and not make a fool out of myself. I just watched as he continued to hit the man without a pause. "How dare you touch my woman?" Justin shouted and increased the rate at which he punched. "Are you mad? Don't you know who you just messed with? You just messed with my life, my queen, my joy." He pulled the man by his collar to sit upright on the floor and resumed punching him hard on every part of his body.

Marie gasps in shock as she clutches her mouth, tutting towards us in horror causing Blair to chuckle. “We’re really sorry about that… We were just curious and, yeah. We’re sorry,” I suddenly remember the strange occurrence with the crown after offering my pathetic excuse of an apology, grabbing my fleeting chance to bring it up before we go, “I was wondering if you could help me. When we were down there, something a little odd happened…” “The crown? You found it,” Cassandra grins widely as she must have read my wandering thoughts, “-well, I would it say, it appears that it found you,” she raises an eyebrow, confirming my suspicions silently as I think of the calling tune the crown had sung.

Seraphina laughed softly through her tears. “That’s enough.” She whispered. “That’s more than enough.” ⸻ Damien quietly observed the reunion. A faint sadness crossed his face. Alessio noticed. “You remembered too.” Damien nodded. “I remember everything.” “Then why do you look sad?” He smiled. “Because I already know…” “…who the Crown will choose.” ⸻ Before Alessio could ask— The Crystal Crown suddenly descended. Not toward him. Not toward Leonardo. Not toward Damien. It floated…

That the Alpha King did not send his right hand for ordinary debts. I met his eyes. I didn't look away. He inclined his head. Not a bow. An acknowledgment. The kind of acknowledgment you give a person you have not yet decided to underestimate. "Lady Voss." "Not anymore." The corner of his mouth moved. Not a smile. A note taken. "The ceremony is tonight," he said. "The King does not like to wait." He opened the rear door of the car. I stood at the top of the steps in a cream silk dress picked out by my husband's lover, with a rejection mark burning silver under the fabric, and the small white flowers Mira had braided into my hair shifting in the warm summer wind. I thought about how I had two