Novel & Cerita The Jewel In The Crown Novel

I’ll shatter it before dawn, and I’ll make her thank me for it. ═══════⊹⊱♚⊰⊹═══════ What Awaits Author’s Note: You’ve met the firebrand. You’ve seen the king fracture. Now—watch the tower burn. Midnight Crown is a dark romance built on crime, obsession, betrayal, and slow-burn war between two people who should have destroyed each other—but didn’t. Because control is never clean, and neither is love. You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs:

At the room’s center stood a raised platform, and upon it, a pedestal. And on that pedestal, something glowed. Elior stepped forward, his breath caught in his throat. It was a crown. Not like the one he carried, the First Crown, bound in iron and restraint. This one was different. It shimmered with a faint, otherworldly light, its silver surface untouched by age. At its center, embedded in the metal, was a single blue gemstone that pulsed like a heartbeat. Myrra inhaled sharply. “The Second Crown.”

The silver crown encrusted with diamonds and black gems. “No,” I murmur, tears leaking down the corners of my eyes and trickling to my hairline. “Please. I don’t want to do this. I can’t do this. Please let me go. I have a child. That’s not my crown. It can never be mine.” “Maybe not now.” Deimos looks at the crown and sets it down on the table before picking the book up. “But after this, you will be my Queen, and everything will be yours.”

His voice was so hoarse that it made my ears sting, "I wondered why that thing didn't scoop out your heart. Turns out, your blood was the best shield..." …… I woke up drenched in sweat, back in my bed. It was a week before the Haunts world descended. The gold bar from last night's burial was still heavy in my pocket.

He fastened the clasp, his fingers brushing the sensitive nape of her neck. “Look,” he said. She turned back and looked down. The massive central diamond lay just above the swell of her breasts, glittering with obscene luxury against her flushed, sweat-sheened skin. It was a crown for a whore. A badge of ownership more explicit than any hickey. “It’s… too much,” she whispered, even as her fingers rose to touch the cold, perfect stone. “Nothing is too much for what you give me,” he stated, his eyes dark with possession. “This is just the beginning.”

I gave the key to Jerry and he used it in unlocking the door. In the dimly lit room , Two golden crowns were placed on a tray at a trolley. The crown was made of gold and diamond. We walked closer to the crown and stared at it. I sneered. “Those lucky riffrant! They are not worthy of wearing this crown.” The one that bothered me most wasn’t the crown that will be given to Ace, but the one that would be given to Rose, That was my mum's crown, she died just three months ago and now the Alpha is giving her crown to someone else and I can’t accept that.

Lady Jewel presented them to her sons, who were doing their best to avoid eye contact with me. As I finished serving them and moved towards the daughter, Lady Jewel spoke again, "And that's their lovely daughter, Renee Ragnar, the beta of the First Crown Pack, and also the one I've chosen for my son, the future Alpha King Shane." My hands trembled, and unfortunately, I ended up spilling some wine on her dress. I stepped back, apologizing, and saw Lady Jewel shaking her head disapprovingly. "These servants can't even perform a simple task correctly," her comment hit me like a punch. I had thought she wanted me to become part of the family. How wrong I was.

Dazzling gemstones such as deep red rubies, rich emeralds, and sparkling sapphires decorated its circumference and added a regal shimmer. I was… I was jealous. It was a lot finer than mine. My mum, having seen the Crown before now— since she had been the one who commissioned the Crown’s ceremonial creation and crafting, she looked unfazed by the Crown’s beauty and she continued with the proceedings. She took hold of the Crown and handed its bedding platform to someone on the side, and then she shifted closer to Cayden. The Hall went grave quiet again. But Hearts were still racing… “Alpha Cayden Hunter of GreyHill Pack.” My mum’s voice was loud and distinct. There was a lining of pride in her

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.