Novel & Cerita Uncrowned Kings

Fighting the pain, I looked up at him with great difficulty and watched as he slowly straightened his cuffs. "Look at how pathetic you are right now. The once-proud heir of the Wright family, and you threw it all away for a woman. Now, she can't even stand the sight of you." He leaned in closer and lowered his voice. "Honestly, it'd be better for everybody if you just happened to die in here. Ashley won't be tied down by you anymore. Luke could officially call her his mom and inherit that multi-billion-dollar empire you built for her." I glared at him and forced the words through my throat. "In your dreams!"

Not submission. Recognition. The mark on my palm burned bright. The throne spoke inside the chamber. THE CONQUEROR MAY CLAIM THE CROWN. THE QUEEN MAY CLAIM THE CONQUEROR. Raiken stepped closer to me. Cassian’s red eyes did not move. Orochi descended from the black throne. Three kings stood before me. One bound by love. One bound by blood. One bound by ancient conquest. The false king laughed from inside the floor. “You still do not see it.”

“What? What have you found?” My uncle and Page hurry off the couch to the center of the room, while my mother comes over from the other side. Her voice a little on edge as she demands, “Tell us now. What is it?” Trevor pushes his glasses up his nose and clears his throat. “Well, it appears that Princess Irene hasn’t been so forthright with all of her information. I have combed through her family’s history, and I have stumbled across a brother who has seemed to disappear from the family records around the time he was a teen. After some more digging, I found out that the King had exiled him for high crimes against the crown. For some odd reason, his existence and connection to Princess

When they reach the table, my father stands up and says, "Kael, Aurora, please welcome King Marcus, Queen Amanda, and the two princes from Aether, Alec, and Ezekiel Kondstadt." Kael and I stand up together and bow down saying, "A pleasure to meet the family running the kingdom of Aether." An exchange of greetings takes place before my father says, "Let us please take a seat." We take our seats gently and observing the family, they are poised and very synchronized. I suddenly felt that these were AI Robots made by their technology to represent the royal family of Aether. "Congratulations on wearing the crown of Everdeen, Aurora," Marcus says. "Thank you, Your Majesty," I do not forget the hon

My heart though, it was doing the absolute most. “ My uncle has had his eye on the crown for centuries. He played the long game since he saw that I was not favoured in the royal court. He will make a move but unluckily for him too, he is away as of now which brings me to this conversation. I need to mate tonight so that I could crown myself and my queen by morning. My uncle will rush back for father’s funeral but I will have already taken the throne.” The prince finished and I could already feel myself panicking but I was trying to stay calm. The room was getting smaller and hotter, his face began shifting. I was panicking hard and when that happened, I got on defense. My fist clenched, rea

I gripped my phone tight, recording every word. Jane's daughter, my cousin Angela, lived there too. Angela had a bad rep and got kicked out of the family, then just a fringe member. Her only gig was dealing cards at some shady underground casino. She took one look at me and decided she did not like what she saw. "Some people think they're all that just because they got into Camford University, but they're still mooching off my family," she sneered, without saying my name but making it clear who she meant.

“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.

A student raised his hand and asked: “Teacher, how is the hierarchy between the kings structured?” The teacher took the chalk and drew a triangle on the board. He said: “At the top, we have the unified king, who combines the powers of vampires, demons, and ghouls.” Then he pointed to the second level. “Directly below the top, we have three princes: Navarin, Kevin, and Sophia.” “And in the lowest tier are the rest of the kings.” Another girl raised her hand and asked: “Teacher, the crown prince Oliver is the same age as us. Why doesn’t he study with us?”

Whatever noble refinement he had spent years cultivating shattered like cheap glass. Sebastian let out a short, contemptuous laugh. His polished, hand-made leather shoe came down, pinning Lorenzo’s palm to the floor with agonizing precision. "The head of the family? Lorenzo, you seem to have forgotten who anointed you to that seat. In this city, what I bestow, I can reclaim whenever I please." Pinned and helpless, Lorenzo twisted his head, staring up at me with eyes saturated in pure venom. "Joanna, you make me sick. I can't believe how fast you crawled into the Don’s bed."

Then there were whispers. “Αlphα King Killiαn.” “Lunα Queen Liαnα.” “Is thαt their son? Oh my God.” The hαll wαs grαnd. I meαn‚ reαlly grαnd. Red cαrpet stretched out like α royαl pαth strαight to the front stαge‚ αnd there were gold decorαtions‚ flowers‚ soft music plαying in the bαckground. Two mαssive thrones sαt on the stαge‚ one for the Αlphα King αnd the other for his Queen. Beside them‚ in α cleαr‚ glαss box with silver trimmings‚ wαs the crown. It wαs so beαutiful‚ αnd even though it wαs α modern-dαy gαlα‚ the trαdition of the crowning ceremony still held strong. Seeing thαt crown mαde everything reαl.