Novel & Cerita The Stolen Crown

She really needs to train this body, she needs to increase her stamina. She jumped in jack for ten times before holding the table as she bent again and then slowly twisted her upper body to the left side, she heard a loud crack of her bone. Damn! It's satisfying, she thinks the library is empty now except for her of course. "What are you doing?" She was about to twist her body to the right side when she heard the deep voice from her back, she looked at him while still bending and she saw the crown prince not looking in her direction and trying to avert his eyes from the sight. She continued to twist her body and she heard the crack of her bone again, to her surprise in the blink of an eye th

Congratulations are in order, as well as many questions. Through the door outside, I see the loyal soldiers scouting through. I imagine they will have the entire palace secure very soon, if they haven’t secured it already. After a time, a servant walks in carrying the King’s formal crown. The servant seems confused, flanked by two loyal guards. They walk up the blood-stained silver carpet, carrying the crown all the way to the front. Caleb hops back up onto the platform. As the servant comes close enough, he reaches down, snatches the crown off the pillow it was carried in on, and drops it onto his own head.

The invitation had arrived a week ago. A corporate gala. The kind of event where champagne flowed in crystal, and men in suits measured each other with polite smiles and sharper agendas. Chris insisted I attend, and for once, I did not argue. Because Sebastian Cross would be there. I told myself, as I dressed, that my choices were about professionalism. About looking the part. But the truth lingered beneath my thoughts, whispering through every brush of fabric and hairpin. I left my wedding band and engagement ring in the jewellery box. A subconscious decision, though I refused to admit it even to myself.

He drove the car, with the kids in the back and me seated in the passenger seat, straight to the border. I mindlinked the entire pack. "I, Storm Alexander Mathijs Snowden, denounce my title as Alpha of the Frozen Bone Pack and offer the pack to Beta Jackson to rule in my stead until my brother is of age." I felt some power leave me, but I knew I could still beat Jackson if I wanted to. "It’s done." I said to Alpha Jackson. "If you try to double cross me, I will fucking kill you, and this will all have been for nothing."

The auction kicked off. I tuned out the early lots; my interest piqued only when the auctioneer's voice rose with anticipation. "And now, the crown jewel of tonight's event: the Mermaid's Tear pink diamond!" As the lights dimmed and a single spotlight shone on the stage, a pink diamond the size of a pigeon's egg emerged, casting enchanting lights around the room. I inhaled sharply, my hand poised over the switch. Three, two, one……

“I know.” A small, breathless smile curved his mouth. “And I love you too,” she whispered. Below them, the lake caught the light and held it, and the forest around it carried that warmth inward—through root and stone, through corridor and heart—until it reached the quieter halls of the palace, where another choice waited with equal patience. Corren stood alone in the Hall of Roots, the Verdant Crown resting upon its living pedestal. It was not forged by fire but shaped by time—wood veined with gold, leaves eternally green along its arch. The chamber smelled of earth and rain, ancient and steady.

“Independent crews don’t use brinks. They cost money. They require authorization. Whoever you answer to has access.” A flicker crosses scar-brow’s face. It’s tiny. But it’s there. The soft-faced one shoots him a look, like shut up. Good. I found a line. I lean back against the van wall, not slumping—never slumping. “So you’re either working for someone inside a Crown office…” I let the thought hang, then add softly, “…or you stole those brinks from someone who’d skin you alive for touching their inventory.” The soft-faced one’s jaw clenches.

Roxie suddenly felt like she was amid hungry predators as a weird and uncanny atmosphere befell the room; the men had wicked glints in their eyes and the girls looked like they were ever ready to jump into a burning flame just to be crowned as the so-called Luna Queen. What was a Luna Queen? Roxie had no idea but whatever the title was, these girls looked like they were ready to kill for it. Seemed she was the only one kidnapped after all. “For tonight, have fun, drink, and eat, and then let the rituals begin!” He declared and the crowd cheered in applause and suddenly, his dark eyes were meeting Roxie across the room, her breath hitched and she suddenly wanted to hide at the smirk that occu

“Two days ago, Alexander personally took her to a private jeweler. Measurements, design consultations—he stayed the entire time.” My heart clenched. “There’s more,” Ethan continued. “And it gets worse.” “I accessed her private cloud. Password was Alexander’s birthday.” Inside were photos. Hundreds of them. I opened the file he sent. The album was titled: My Knight. The most recent post was dated two days ago. He said this crown belongs only to me. Just like him. Next week’s family dinner—he promised to give me a name. The image showed an exquisite bridal crown— diamonds and sapphires set in a constellation pattern.

* * * * * * * * * * Just like any other day, I get up from my bed. My name is Alex Stones, a billionaire. I own several businesses around the country and even outside the country, so money is not a problem for me. All I want right now, that one thing I want so badly right now, is only Seline. If I manage to get her, my life will be perfect. I will be the happiest and the luckiest man on this planet.