Twilight Coronation Novels & Stories

Two years after the war, the realm gathered again, but this time, not for bloodshed or mourning. This time, it was for a crown. The coronation was held at the High Citadel, a place carved from white stone and moonsteel, its towers rising like prayers into the sky. Banners of every supernatural race lined the grand avenue, wolves, lycans, good witches, fae, and those who had once stood apart, now standing together. Gold and silver draped the balconies, crystals floating gently in the air, humming with ancient magic. The scent of incense and wildflowers filled the hall, and light poured in from the open dome above, bathing everything in a soft, celestial glow.

"Your mother would be proud." *** We landed at the castle as the sun was setting. The East Wing was still a skeleton, a stark, blackened reminder of Cian’s tantrum, but the courtyard was packed. The people of Regalia had gathered. They were holding candles, flags, and signs. WE LOVE OUR QUEEN. DOWN WITH CIAN. MARI FOR PRESIDENT. Wait, I was already Queen. I made a mental note to send them a dictionary. The Chimera touched down, the downdraft whipping the flags into a frenzy. The crowd roared. It wasn't a polite applause; it was a primal scream of support.

All the elders nodded in agreement. For a brief moment, Alpha Williams glanced at my father with gratitude in his eyes, and my father nodded at him. “If this is the will of the pack,” he said slowly, “I will not turn away from it.” The elders straightened. “Then it is decided. The coronation will take place tonight,” the eldest elder announced. “Moon Hollow will rise from this darkness before another moon sets.” As the meeting drew to a close, the elders filed out, some whispering prayers of thanks, others already discussing preparations. Alpha Williams remained where he stood, staring at the Alpha seat Keiran once occupied.

"The timing is deliberate — the classification document becomes part of the coronation record, which makes it more difficult to revisit in the future." Lena had been trying not to think too specifically about the coronation. Not because she was afraid of it — she had stopped being afraid of what she was, which was an ongoing and imperfect process but a real one — but because it felt like a threshold that was approaching too quickly for her to fully process everything that lived on this side of it. She was twenty-four years old and she was about to be formally crowned Queen of the vampire realm, having arrived three months ago as an unshifted wolf sold at auction to a man she'd never met. The

He took it, his fingers lacing with mine. "A King is nothing without his heart," the priest announced. The Priest picked up a smaller, elegant silver circlet. He held it over Sky. "By the bond of the fated, we hereby crown Alpha Skyler Gale Blackthorn, the High Consort and Protector of the Realm!" … The coronation feast was in full swing, and the Great Hall of the Silverfang Palace was alive with a kind of energy I hadn't felt in years. The air was thick with the smell of roasted meats, expensive wine, and everything good.

Only certain ranks attended. The elders conducted the coronation. They began with prayers and continued with a series of rituals. I had no problem with any of the rituals. But there was one ritual we had to do to complete my coronation as Luna Nightfall Pack. Ace had to mark me. And to do that, we had to have wholehearted sex as a form of surrender and devotion. Unfortunately, this ritual was not to be missed. And there I was. I was sitting on Ace's lap with my arms around his neck.

She wasn't going to let her go anywhere until the coronation ends. "All hail to the worshippers..." he spoke and the witches answered back, "All hail to you." "As all, you know that it been sixty years since our coronation ceremony takes place on the 14th of the harvest moon in April...and after every five years we select a new queen for our coven." "All thanks to the Dasher family who made it possible for us to let us make our coven otherwise we would be devastated by now..." his last sentence was probably a whisper.

WINTER POV The coronation ended with me still confused. Yet, I saw no one to help me with my confounding thought. "Luna Winter." Lisa gushed, and I rolled my eyes. I didn't get crowned alongside Slade; my ceremony got moved to the next week due to the seer collapsing. But then, everyone already knew it was possible. I'd be Slade's Queen, and then the mating ceremony comes after it. I flushed, shaking my head at what would happen during the night of the mating ceremony.

"Do they all have to look so woffy? She asked, giving him a knowing stare, so he knows she isn't angry. "No they don't, have to look so woffy, they are wolves, how else should they look? She eyed him, understanding his response, that was when she gave him her arm, and he locked it together, so that they can both walk out together. The wolves made way for them to get through, the day have just began, it is going to be a long night, and the coronation will take place, under the full moon, so the palace will be left free, they will have the coronation at the centre of the town, where there is an oak tree in the middle, so that they could all watch the moon revolve, and getting drunk, is a sure

Beta Xavier said. “I can rule better than you do, Beta Xavier. So, just step down and let me prove you wrong.” I smirked. “Crimson, you cannot—” “Don't plead with me, beta Xavier because I won't sit and let you destroy my pack. Now, step down like the good wolf you are,” I smiled and clapped my hands. The maids ran into the throne room. I faced them, “Tonight is my coronation, ladies. I want you all to decorate the palace to my taste. Your beta would be stepping down, while I'll emerge as Luna,” They looked shocked but bowed and ran out to do as I asked.