Twilight Coronation Novels & Stories

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.

Because apparently, nothing screams breakfast like alcohol for faeries. I pick up the goblet and raise a brow. These people have to be functioning with blood-alcohol levels higher than most healers would allow. I’m now convinced everyone in the Twilight Court is drunk and hiding it frighteningly well. “A bit theatrical with the wedding dress, aren’t you?” Baelorin finally says, voice casual, though there’s a flicker of humor dancing at the edge of his mouth. I lift my eyes to his, serene and unbothered.

"We've lost enough time already." They helped Rosemary to her feet. She shifted briefly to cosmic form to recover energy, then materialized back into physical form wearing a simple white dress that Elder Chen had provided for the ceremony. The coronation took place in the main Council chamber. It wasn't the grand ceremony that had been planned—there were no crowds, no elaborate decorations, just the essential witnesses and the critical rituals. But it was enough. Elder Marcus brought out the Crown of Stars—a delicate circlet made of silver and gemstones that actually glowed with inner light.

I ordered. They bowed and left. “Guards!” I called. They ran to meet me with their heads bowed. “Spread the word. Tomorrow night is my coronation. I am going to officially become the Luna of White Tide pack. I want every single person in this pack to be in attendance, okay?” “Okay, your majesty!” They bowed and ran to do as I've said. I sighed and made my way to my room. I sat on the bed and rid myself of the heels I was putting on. As I slid out of my clothes, my thoughts drifted to Damon and what happened in school today.

If she was this cruel over a ribbon, what would she do if I ever had something she truly wanted? A cold sweat trickled down my spine. My only safety was in being invisible. The air buzzed with excitement, as it is coronation day at the high mountain pack. Lucas Wesley, the son of the late Alpha is going to be coronated today and most importantly, he is going to find his mate, today. This has been the tradition for years. The coronation day is also the day a new Alpha will be mated with his Luna and ofcourse, everyone knows who that will be;

“If that were your intent, you would have done so when you ascended to the throne. Why haven’t you taken action yet?” I clenched my fists tightly and lifted my gaze slightly to meet the queen’s eyes. She leaned back in her red velvet chair, raising her chin slightly as she spoke softly, “Then what do you think, Emilia? I’ll give you a chance to guess the answer.” Cecilia’s coronation took place yesterday, a grand and spectacular event. Carlos was reinstated as the royal elder and, in that role, crowned Cecilia in front of the Moon Goddess. She also broke the long-standing enmity between werewolves and wizards, announcing Ulysses as her husband.

Talia’s POV I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. “Is it like a wedding?” Nicole sighed, rolling his eyes for what had to be the hundredth time that day. “No, Talia.” He spun me around by the shoulders till I was facing him. “It’s a Luna coronation.” “I didn’t know that was a thing.” I whispered, playing with my dress. I felt an unusual stir of nerves. “It is. It’s ancient culture, not completely necessary but…” he trailed off. “It’s cute, I guess. Cassian had been planning one for you before…”

But then I remembered she was cloaked; only Lucius, Starlette, and I could see her. Clearing my throat, I began the ceremony. "It is with great honour and joy that I welcome you all to the coronation of the new Luna and Queen of the seven northern kingdoms." The crowd cheered, waving their hands in the air. “Are you ready?” I mind-linked Starlette. “Yes.” She murmured. “Ladies and gentlemen,” I called, my voice carrying over the excited crowd, “I present to you, Starlette Cromwell.” Starlette stepped out from behind the curtain, radiant in her ceremonial attire. A collective gasp swept through the crowd as they took in her presence, the admiration evident in their awed gazes. Even I couldn’t

he explained. Wymond glanced at his wristwatch and cursed mentally, he realized he's running late for pick up his mate from school. "My queen's coronation will be held on the next full moon" he announced. "Next full moon? Isn't that next month?" An elder asked as he looked at the others. "Yes" they started talking among themselves. Not wanting to waste anymore time, Wymond got up and left the hall through the door behind his chair, though he nodded at Edward to dismiss the elders.

Craig replied quietly. "Ah! Thank you master.....I mean, Craig." Tanya said and chuckled. Craig laughed and hugged her. An hour later, the coronation party began with everyone present. Craig was crowned a prince by his father and afterwards, the reception took place there at the party. * * "Oh my gosh....I can't believe I'm here! I'm here!!!" Tammy screamed out into the evening's air as she stood at the large verandah overlooking the pool. Tanya smiled and sipped her drink. "You are really here, okay? It's nit a dream."