Throne Of Glass Movie Novels & Stories

The headlines had been screaming for seventy-two hours. THORNE BETRAYS STERLING FOR LAURENT. THE RETURN OF THE KING: AXIOM GLOBAL MERGES WITH EUROPEAN GIANT. Maeva Sterling stood before the towering arched mirrors of the Royal Palace's grand foyer, her face a cold, flawless mask of stone. She wore a spectacular, custom-tailored blood-red silk gown that clung to her curves like a second skin, exposing her elegant collarbones and her left hand, which still bore the faint, fading scars of the shattered wine glass. She looked like a lethal, untouchable goddess—a queen who had come to declare war, not to mourn a loss.

The thing weighed nearly twenty pounds, and the old injury in my arm was already throbbing again. Just six steps away from the main table, Anrina suddenly stretched out one foot and hooked it against my ankle. I fell forward instantly. The champagne tower crashed to the ground with a deafening explosion. Glass shattered everywhere. I slammed hard into the sea of razor-sharp shards. Pieces of glass pierced my palms, my forearms, my knees. Leon rushed over immediately. He grabbed the screaming Anrina first and pulled her tightly into his arms before finally lowering his gaze to me, covered in blood on the floor.

He scrutinized it for a long time before saying, "I wouldn't have expected any less of a proper lady of the Chapman family. Your embroidery is top-notch." Something occurred to him, and he pulled out a green moonstone pendant from his sleeve. He gave it to me. "My mother gave this to me, saying that it would keep me safe. I've kept it with me all these years while battling our enemies. I'll give it to you now if you don't mind having it." I saw streaks of blood on the pendant and knew that it had been with Gideon through many life-and-death situations. How could I possibly accept it?

The goblet shattered in his hand, but he didn’t so much as flinch at the sting of glass piercing his palm. Crimson wine ran down his fingers like blood, dripping onto the obsidian armrest of his throne. The air thickened, oppressive, charged with his fury. He leaned forward slowly, claws digging deep into the throne’s armrests until cracks spider-webbed through the black stone. His eyes glowed faintly, a savage light burning within them, the kind of fire that promised ruin to anyone foolish enough to stand against him.

Everyone was waiting for me. Eldric is seated across the Spiritfang—who despite his blindness sits powerfully at the head of the table. Thalos Greymane is seated at my father’s left side. I am to marry his daughter. His wife is seated right beside him, Thalindra Greymane. Eira Wolfshade and Kaelen Throneclaw are the remaining two Elders that complete this table, and it has been this way for the longest time. All chosen by the Moonspirit.

The rain returned like an omen. It battered the glass windows of Adrien’s office with relentless fury, a percussive rhythm that matched the pulse thudding in his chest. The storm outside was nothing compared to the one building inside him. He couldn’t sleep. Not after what he’d seen in Jonas Hale’s file. Not after Mila’s words "they told me the glass would show me the truth. But all I see is blood". And certainly not after the decision he had made earlier that night.

The Throne shatters and grows in the same breath, spines twisting like serpents. And in the heart of it— Us. Burning. Breaking. Becoming. The Throne roars a promise in my skull: If I can’t have you, I’ll take HER. And then— Everything goes white.

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