The Crown's Obsession Novels & Stories

he says, his voice a challenge. Steeling myself, I face those baby blues. “You know why. I wish you'd never picked me up on that back road. I wish we never fucked. I wish I didn't know what your face looks like whenever you cu-" “Same page. Same fucking page, Caroline.” And then he’s walking away, broad shoulders swaying as he stalks down the aisle, straight to where Dani is—staring at the lipstick counter. All hail the beauty queen. Seriously, she was crowned Miss Ohio her sophomore year.

June was describing all these with excitement. I already heard all of these but I didn't want to ruin her good mood. After all she was just a kid. I was silent. "But some of the betas were talking about that they were exposed at south. And the emperor is looking out for them. What if they fail to make it here?" June continued again. "As if! What do you think of him? He will beat everyone's a$$," Suddenly Cathy joined the convo. She was awake as well." I heard that he's deadly handsome ! Whoever sees him male or female can't ignore his beauty."

Damon drifts toward center ice and stops at the logo. I follow. For a moment, we stand where the game began. Where so much between us almost ended. “Funny,” he says. “All that fighting over who gets the crown.” “And?” He looks at me fully. “There was only ever one.” The words hang there. Not competitive. Not sharp. Certain. Only one crown. And it doesn’t belong to one king. The arena lights dim slightly as the crew prepares to clean up. I feel his hand brush mine. Not by accident.

The Crown floated above the throne. Silver light poured from it endlessly. The ancient voice thundered through the chamber. "The unworthy shall never rule." The words echoed everywhere. Malrik stared at the Crown. Hatred twisted his face. Years...he had spent years chasing power. Years hunting Ariana, years searching for the kingdom. And the Crown had rejected him with a single touch. --- Then something unexpected happened. The Crown turned toward Ariana and Orion. The silver glow intensified. The guardians immediately knelt once more.

"Since we left things, I've been happier than I ever was with you. I learned that love doesn't mean losing yourself. It doesn't mean swallowing every insult and smiling through every humiliation. Real love—the kind I have with Sebastian—it doesn't demand that I shrink." He was crying openly now. His shoulders shook. "I was a child when I fell for you," I said. "I mistook obsession for love. I thought if I just tried hard enough, you would see me. But you never did. You only saw what I could give you." "That's not true," he choked out. "I did care about you. I just… I was too stupid to realize it until it was too late." "That's the tragedy of your life, Damian. Not mine."

“The crown will ensure that justice is swift and incontrovertible.” The day progressed in meticulous scrutiny. Aera and Liora traversed the palace, meticulously inspecting each hallway, observing every servant, soldier, and courtier with an acute awareness that seemed almost unnatural to those around them. The crown’s presence heightened her perception, enabling her to discern duplicity in subtle gestures, in the manner a hand hesitated over a doorknob, in the flicker of a gaze. Kael patrolled the outer corridors and stairways, discreetly intercepting servants and messengers, and questioning their movements. While he posed questions politely, there was an edge to his tone that left few incli

Nikolai’s POV The she-wolf slurped my whole cock down her throat, bobbing her head rapidly, but my mind was far from being in the moment with her. At some point, it starts to feel like just vanity, especially when I have pressing things on my mind like the pack's inspection coming up. As the new Alpha king, it’s not as glamorous as most people make it out to be. In fact, I see it more like a curse than a blessing.

Her hands continued to work with the flowers, making a third crown, this one fluffier and with more flowers than the first two. “I’m mostly just worried about him, though,” she continued. “What if something happens to him? Or what if…” she trailed off, looking down at the flowers in her hands and biting her lip. Clarity hit me, and I nudged her with my nose. :You think he’ll find his mate?: She shrugged, avoiding my eyes, finishing the crown in her hands. :You know he’s obsessed with you, right?: I asked her. :Everyone could see it before you both decided to stop beating around the bush with each other, and now that you’re together, it’s even more obvious. That man is helplessly in love with

Eleanor was there, sitting in the corner, holding a glass of champagne. And Olivia was there, standing by the door, holding a crown made of fake diamonds. "You're wearing this," Olivia said, placing the crown on Emma's head. "I'm not wearing this." "You're wearing this." Emma looked at herself in the mirror on the wall. The crown was ridiculous. She loved it. "Fine," Emma said. "But I'm not singing karaoke." "Too late," Chloe said. "I already booked the room." Emma sighed. She drank her champagne.

Though it is difficult to break the crown since it is made of the most rarest and expensive diamonds and metals. His crown is his pride. He doesn't has any problem with her keeping his crown. She can take his whole wealth and he won't even say anything. Yes. She has wrapped him around her pink finger and he has no fucking problem with it. He is crazy for her. Thea furrowed her brows hearing him. "Which crown are you taking about?" She asked genuinely. She doesn't remembers any crown-wait! She has one crown. She planned to give it to police officers once she reached her home. In all this mess she totally forgot about the crown.