Vantablack Crown Novels & Stories

I shut the door with a flick of my wrist, turned the lock, and shut out the prying eyes. "Don Romano, I'm Elena," I announced. "Here's a token from the Deluca family." The wheelchair turned slowly to face me. Even prepared, I caught my breath for a split second at the sight. His face was a study in contrasts. The left side was chiseled perfection, but the right was hidden behind a silver mask, with burn scars creeping out like red, twisted centipedes. It was truly a horrifying sight, a mix of the divine and the monstrous.

I felt eyes following me from the balconies above, but none dared challenge me. When I reached the throne room, two figures already awaited him. Ivy, dressed in silk black as midnight, reclined lazily in her throne, her lips painted the color of fresh blood. Valentina stood beside her, sharp and commanding, her silver eyes glowing faintly in the gloom. “You’re late,” Valentina said, voice like polished steel. I offered a careless bow,my crimson gaze gleaming. “I bring you something worth waiting for.”

“Excellent. Our spies inside the Vanguard facility reported a massive void signature. I knew it could only be you.” Nora’s gaze slid away from me, landing directly on Dominic’s pale, bleeding form slumped against my legs. Her hazel eyes narrowed, flashing with a sudden, dark, and lethal satisfaction as she recognized the royal Vega crest tattooed across his back. “And you brought me the crown prince of Shadow Ridge,” she purred, stepping into the car, her heavy combat boots clicking against the iron. She raised her hand, signaling the heavy-armor rebels behind her. “Secure the female specimen. And tie the Lycan up.”

A tense silence settled over the Grand Hall as the crimson glow surrounding the Blood Crown grew brighter. The ancient jewels embedded within its black metal frame pulsed like living hearts, casting rippling scarlet light across the chamber. Every noble remained frozen where they stood, their eyes fixed on the crown resting upon Lucien’s head. No one had witnessed such a phenomenon in centuries, and even the oldest members of the court looked as though they had stepped into a forgotten legend.

The crown prince just ignored her, Evan took a glance at the prince who seemed so irritated. "I'm sorry!" Katara yelled and waved her hand. "Are you alright, your highness?" Evans asks, what happened, why is he so grumpy when he's so excited to see the young lady earlier. "How could she casually brag about kissing many times?" Evans heard the crown prince whisper, he never saw the crown prince being this pissed off before. He prevents himself from laughing, the crown prince is one of the cruelest person he even knows but when it comes to Lady Heldigard he's so soft and nice. He witnessed how he could kill someone without any mercy so he never imagined being this good.

Esmeray asked, her voice barely concealing her growing anxiety. Cas’s expression darkened. “The Vaugnt are a rare breed, gifted with abilities that make them impossible to control. They pose a threat to those in power, and as a result, the government seeks to eliminate them. If your true identity is revealed, you will be in grave danger.” The weight of Cas’s words hung heavy in the air, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Esmeray realized that her life had just taken a perilous turn, and she would need to navigate a treacherous path if she was to survive.

Aameris spoke almost in a whisper, but everyone in the room heard him. The three couples kissed, then turned to look at the crowd. Lindaat started to glow, and a crown appeared on her head. Twisted silver and bronze metals looking like a tree being held by silver roots. Around the crown, small diamonds rose, looking almost like trees. When she turned to look at Teleraamon, he had a circlet of the same silver and bronze on his head. Ailive gasped when a crown appeared on her head, with a solid silver band with sapphires around the edges that looked almost like tears. Dakkaath had a circlet of silver with a hint of bronze in it. Xylia smiled brightly at the two, then felt something on her head

Being cared for all the time, her heart felt warm. "Ms. Hammond, the crown you are wearing on your head is created by the international master Herbert. The crown is adorned with 11 rare pink emeralds and diamonds. The pink emeralds alone are extremely rare, not to mention their similar sizes. Each one is handcrafted by the designer and has excellent color. Although Ms. Hammond is naturally beautiful, with their support, you will be even more stunning and radiant." Listening silently to the woman introducing her expensive belongings, Britney couldn't help but ask, "Did I wear a private jet on me?"

LUCIEN'S POV One of the ancient ones approached the altar and knelt before Daisy. In its hands was a crown made of black metal and red jewels. The Crown of Dominion. But like the staff, it had been transformed by dark magic. Instead of silver light, it radiated shadows. "Your crown, my lady," the ancient one said. Daisy took the crown and placed it on her head. The moment it touched her skin, the entire world seemed to shift. The air became thick and hard to breathe. The temperature dropped so fast that frost began forming on the castle windows.

It made this moment even more intense and important, but it was a quick kiss. Victor pulled away and then reached out and took my crown, which is made of gold, with black details and red stones. The base of it is made of gold, with a black material and on top of the material there are gold carvings that resemble leaves, in vintage style, and 10 small stones adorning this part. Above there is a division in gold, where the tips resemble leaves, then next to the black part, there are gold notches that resemble wings and 5 more medium-sized stones are surrounded by gold details. Going up, there are five points, which resemble bat wings, and on the main point, there is a flower carved in gold and