The Crowned Prince: Book Novels & Stories

I move as quickly as I could to the raised platform sliding on my knees across the golden built bench that the golden coated box holding the prince's crown lies. Considering my extraordinary streagth opening the box proves quite easy. Reaching inside the box my long fingers lock around one of the crown's side and I pry it out of the box. The diamond hoops rising from the crown ring shimmers in the dim light. Golden stars and a band of pearls joining in the middle under an orb of blue ename with a unique curve at the top. What an impressive work of art? Too bad I'm going to make it an impressive crown of shame hours from now. I am going to make Wilson's party a traumatic event that no one wil

Every noble house in the kingdom, hearing that Alaric's curse was broken, rushed to offer their daughters. At a council meeting, the High Elder brought it up again: the North needed a queen. An heir. Alaric just looked up. "I've already chosen my queen." "Her name is Wren." The news sent shockwaves through the kingdom. Whispers ran through every clan: the new king has lost his mind—he's making a wolf-less waste his queen. The council fought him tooth and nail. Alaric didn't waver. He gave Wren the grandest coronation the North had seen in a century.

Anatoli asked. Without turning to them, Orcenal grabbed something from his bag. He showed it to them, making them squint in displeasure. It was a book. Orcenal found it inside Harriet’s room this morning. The book was the prophecy from the other world, and the title was... [The Crown’s Diamond]. Anatoli and Ayja immediately stood back up and approached him. When they were about to reach and observe the book, Orcenal threw it to the raging fireplace.

Chelsea stared at Leo incredulous , no wonder her father and Rubeus only popped for a few minutes before rushing out once again . " You mean to say they're bringing every single one of the nobles ?" " Every one of them " said Leo nodding at her " And I think they will succeed because even the crown prince , lent them his elite knights to grab hold of the one who poisoned you " Chelsea felt as if she had lost her entire head , not only was her father acting different, even the Crown Prince who despised her was acting weird ! ***** The crown prince who was deemed as a weirdo by Chelsea was currently sitting on his throne across his father , The Emperor . Not knowing that the woman he had set h

The amethyst-colored royal family crest was pinned on his right jacket. “This is Prince Jet Cynate, younger brother of Prince Flint Onyx, the one who’s looking personally for a qualified bride.” The maidens were whispering and giggling as they heard the prince’s name, while Hannah just looked in front of them. “Prince Flint was asking a favor of Prince Jet. He’s the one who will choose the bride that will match the prince’s taste since, unfortunately, Prince Flint is so busy right now.” She can’t help but to arch her brow once more. What a douche.

“We regret the haste.” Alina met her gaze steadily. “Then leave.” Elowen smiled thinly. “We cannot.” Cael shifted half a step forward. Elowen’s eyes flicked to him. “Captain.” He did not answer. The clerics moved past Elowen and toward the center of the sanctuary, where a low stone table had been hastily cleared. One of them carried a covered object wrapped in thick cloth. Alina’s chest tightened. The Crown. Not the symbol the court liked to display, polished and framed by banners, but the true thing. The Ember Crown, modest and unassuming, dangerous precisely because it refused spectacle.

In this world, to be entitled as the crowned prince of your kingdom, you must have the power that exceeds everyone, so that you can protect your people. I am also powerful enough to take on the position of crowned prince, but I told my mother and father that I am not going to take that position because it will be unfair for our youngest, who's female, and might be more powerful than me and my younger brother. Benjamin agreed with me, that’s why there’s no crowned prince or crowned princess in our empire yet. Another 5 minutes passed and we saw that the sky was already cleared. I guess she already calmed herself? “I want another cup of tea,” I said to Prince Jude.

she countered. Prince Cornelius shrugged his shoulders before taking Emery’s hand and kissing the back of it. He ignored the fact that his actions could be a trigger for a rumor about them to go around in and out of the palace. For him, he was simply being proud of his savior. “What can I say? She saved me from falling into death’s trap so it is only right to treat her better above all others.” He then shifted his gaze at her. “That aside, you should go and try the armor set.”

I threw myself into his embrace, holding him so tightly it felt like I was trying to merge our bodies into one. "You bastard, you bastard, you bastard," I cried against his chest. "How could you lie to me?" "I'm sorry," he whispered, stroking my hair. "But it was the only way." "The only way for what?" "The only way to let you become the queen you were meant to be," he finished softly. "Unchained. And unburdened by me." I pushed him away, staring into his eyes. "So the sacrifice ritual was a fake?"

"Yes, bankrupt and liquidate the Cobb family's enterprise. What about the media? If any outlet dares publish a single negative word, make the newspaper disappear." After hanging up, he walked over and gently ruffled my hair. The military greatcoat draped over my shoulders still carried the warmth of his body. "Let's go home," he said. "The whole kingdom is waiting for your coronation." I glanced out the window. Professor Doyle had gone mad. He was now crouched by a roadside trash can, fighting stray dogs for scraps of food. He was still muttering to himself, "I am a noble. I am a professor. The g-genetic theory…"