Viridescent Crown Novels & Stories

Any normal person would have turned to cinder. Regardless, her expression remained unchanged. She soared utterly unconcerned in the skies. Her skin and clothes were slathered in muck, ash, and grime. She had the commanding air of a holy angel, yet her appearance was more akin to that of a handcuffed prisoner. Meanwhile, a jewel crown that was one foot above her head sparkled magnificently with turquoise brilliance. The crescent moon's grace and glory were encapsulated in the base of the crown. The base of the crown was covered in every kind of gem conceivable, including diamond, pearl, ruby, quartz, platinum, and emerald.

Taking a breath, Brawen seemed to find it difficult to calm down. If God's Crown naturally disappears, there's nothing to worry about, but if it's stolen, I'm pretty sure, because how much god must that person be to be able to get the Divine Crown that is behind. Brawen that she did not know. Brawen glanced around. The Crown of God is created by Titania from eternal light, but around the royal palace is still bright as day and the flowers are still blooming and blooming, proving that the Crown God is still here, very Very close.

Just beauty for its own sake. Flowers bloomed from our palms, each one reflecting a different perspective. Golden roses for Kael's fierce devotion. Silver lilies for Rhett's sharp intelligence. Blue orchids for Darius's gentle strength. Violet nightshade for Marcus's dark history transformed. And in the center, a bloom that shifted through every color—Lyra's cosmic nature, containing multitudes. We wove them together into a crown. Not for wearing. Just for creating. Just to prove that even as one being, we could still make beautiful things.

One of the demands. “You are right none of them have the power, but we do,” Two voices say in unison. The vamps turn around, and you can see the terror in their eyes. Behind them stand Mykenzie and Kylani. HOLEY FUCKING SHIT! They are standing there, and you can feel the power floating in the air. Mykenzie is in a dark forest green dress that wraps around her body, just barely covering it. Kylani has on a similar dress, only in navy blue. I look at Kaleb, and he is practically drooling. They both have on these thigh-high boots in metallic silver. They both have crowns on their heads that are unbelievably gorgeous. They are made of the same black metal as all their jewellery, with a

Crystal pulled out a box it had dead gold vines wrapped around it with in open buds, engraved with Lavender name in script on top. “If I'm right this can save her." Crystal opened the box showing a full gold floral crown with lavender and crystals sticking out. She notice Lavender on the couch walking up to her, then starts glowing brighter as she got closer. "Is that the Lost Princess crown?" Hades questioned on shock how she got it. Actually it does explain her look, the crown was stored 15 years ago to protect it from any intruders. Let’s say fire, bombs, cannons, lasers, and a lot of nun ammo.

Each one carried something. A piece of bone. A vial of blood. A scrap of black lace. And one of them—taller than the rest, her veil as long as a train of smoke—stepped forward. In her hands, she held it. The crown. Made of dead rose petals and twisted metal. The thorns still wet with something darker than blood. It pulsed faintly, as though alive. I took a step back. Ethan—or what was left of him—stood behind me. He didn’t say a word.

I felt Alexander leans to me , his lips almost grazing my ear when he whispers to me. “Welcome home , my queen” he whispers in to my ear making me shiver. Both maidens walks over to me and lays the pillows on the table in front me before they turn to leave. On the first pillow , I admire a small dainty crown that sparkles. The tiara gems are a deep red colour , and from the red gems are steel stems that twist and curl . It looks absolutely beautiful and breath taking. I look over to the other pillow in confusion as I see an item clearly being covered with a black silk cloth.

The other half was made of silver, with delicate filigree patterns and blood stones gleamed from the centre of it. "Fuck me to hell." Shade whispered, just as stunned as me. "What is happening?" Vera chuckled as if she understood what was happening. Izza's eyes were confused, though. Blaine and I shared a look, still far away, still so tired to move.v The second one, the silver crown, floated towards Izza. She touched the crown with wonder in her eyes and took her fingers back as soon as she touched it, and Vera laughed. "Take it. It is yours."

The kind reserved for things that should remain legend. “Amplified blood,” Eldric said slowly. “Preserved without decay. Saturated with vitality and spiritual resonance. Enough to sate vampiric hunger without death.” His mouth twisted faintly. “Do you know what they called it, once upon a time?” I didn’t answer. “Crimson Sustenance,” he continued. “And later… Crown Fuel.” My heart stuttered. “That term was erased,” I said sharply. “Burned from every archive.” “Yes,” Eldric agreed mildly. “By healers who realized what they’d almost created.”

"Fine. Do what you have to do. I think I'll go back to my room, then." She nodded and V went away. As she stood up and looked at the mess she had done, she noticed a hibiscus flower that she overlooked awhile ago. She drew nearer and picked it up. At first she did not believe her instincts for it might just been a coincidence. But apart from she's in the safest place at the moment, she still could not find any other proof that the flower did not come from a Malignobon. She had received many of this leaf before, when she was still in the Realm. Although, it would be ridiculous to think that a Malignobon really had infiltrated her current location now. So what could it really be? She got so co