Twilight Coronation Novels & Stories

She was dressed just like a little Princess, equipped with a little tiara and all. We had put so many protections in place for tonight because every coven that we had been able to contact around the globe was invited to send representatives for the coronation. We had an overwhelming number of responses, more than anyone had expected. It was not certain which ones were thrilled to have a true Precoza reign once again, just merely curious, or wanted to stir shit. The answer would be revealed by the end of the night. Nobody would be getting the drop on us though because this was clearly the most opportune time to do it. Sure, there would be many people, but the right diversion would be enough t

“Let it be known by every living werewolf and Lycan in the Wereland that there would be a coronation. The queen would be crowned after the seven days of rituals.” He announced… but who was the queen that will be crowned and when were the seven days beginning? Who will be your Queen, Kovan? She has to be me…. Please, Kovan. “In seven days from now, the meeting rituals are to begin and s tradition says, it will last for seven days. After which the coronation will happen.” Okay… that means the coronation will be happening in the next fifteen days right after the end of the long Royal mating rituals… who will be coronated? Violet or me?

His bow looked tight, maybe too tight, I could sense his irritation for the bloody tie around his neck. His face had an everglow around it, he looked divine. His green eyes regarded my appearance softly as I stood before him. Oh goddess was it getting hotter in here? I felt like I was on fire, I must admit, I was literally burning under his cold gaze. "We are all gathered on this night of the full moon to witness the coronation of Ava Sinclair as Luna. if you have any reason why this shouldn't happen, speak now or forever remain silent." His words cut through the thick silence like knife on butter, the answer was undeniable as no one came forth to lay his or her objections. Kaden looked dust

I yelled mannerlessly. "Aiden, my powers are pure and powerful. It retreats when any dark and unseen forces are traced and it shows me what will happen. Even if it's not a dark force, then the moon goddess and nature has a valid reason for hiding it from me. Don't question the order of nature!" She glared. "I'm sorry," I whispered and she turned to Tahira. "That's why you both need to do your coronation under the full moon as soon as possible." "Can't it be private? Like in a secluded place? I don't want another Lycan or a gar to show up and destroy it like the last time?"

“You have my word on this. I will stop following them since you believe you can keep your family safe from these creatures.” Selena stood in front of the bathtub, which was full of milk and roses. A smile spread across her lips as she felt Titus’s hand wrap around her. He kissed her neck, then paused before zipping down her gown. He noticed her beautiful body as the gown fell to the ground. He was tempted, but he tried to concentrate. Selena O’Brien will be crowned Luna in front of the entire pack in just a few hours. He could make love with her again after the coronation.

Natgy wasn’t here to handle the Ephemeral Coronation so we had to go old school and invite the Coronation Cadre— a group of grey/old Werewolves who originally handled the coronation of the Royals before the sudden appearance of Natgy. I crept onto the platform that was built, Kayla trailing behind me, and I hugged my mum before turning to face the Coronation Cadre. They looked really old and a bit scary with their saggy features. Now, you’re probably wondering, what the fuck is going on? Well, we’re carrying out Kayla’s plan, and Kayla’s plan is divided into two parts. This is part one… A part where I transfer the crown to her— temporarily. Yeah, it's part of the Kayla's plan.

The coronation ceremony itself began under the full, blinding light of the moon. The drums echoed through the pavilion as Derek was rolled up to the center altar. The lead councilman raised the ancient, silver-etched Alpha crown, lowering it onto Derek’s head with a booming declaration of his absolute authority. Then, it was my turn. The heavy, dark gold Luna tiara was pressed onto my hair. It felt entirely wrong. The weight of it made my neck stiff, and as the crowd erupted into a rehearsed, deafening applause, the title felt like a hollow mockery. I wasn't a partner; I was a shield against political scandal.

I could feel when he was happy or worried and he could sense mine too, which meant hiding things from him had become nearly impossible. Not that I wanted to hide anything anymore. Then, about a week after our bonding, Dante announced something that made my stomach drop. "We need to hold a coronation ceremony," he said over breakfast one morning. "To officially present you as the pack's Luna." I nearly choked on my coffee. "A what?" "A coronation ceremony." He smiled at my obvious panic. "It's tradition. The pack needs to formally recognize you as their Luna. There'll be a celebration, some formal declarations, and you'll receive the Luna's blessing from the pack elders."

Two birds eliminated with just one stone. The throne room looked a little bit too much for a coronation, it looked like a wedding hall. Was this Eve's doing? “Eve, what do you think you are doing?” I asked her, with a glare. The coronation should take place tomorrow and Eve said I should leave the decorations to her. Now everything is in white, too ‘wedding’ coded. “Oh, hi babe. It's our wedding tomorrow and my coronation as Luna so I thought, ‘why not?’” she cackled again, like an old witch.

one, then the next, and so on. Over the heads of the people, her feet moved silently. None of them have learned anything new. Nate had been horrified by what she had turned into long ago, following her first taste of blood. But now, more than 400 years later, she had learned to accept but also to govern who she was. Nate stopped to take in her surroundings as she arrived to the first restaurant rooftop. From her vantage point, she had a clear view of the busy marina. She could hear the seagulls' cries. She exhaled deeply, but it wasn't required. Nate cherished the aroma of the ocean. She then looked down into the shadowy passageway below her. Empty. She intended to fall silently to the groun