Wildest Dreams Annie Crown Novels & Stories

Annie slipped a towel around herself, her skin still burning from her hot shower, smelling of pinecone. Her phone had rung multiple times while she was occupied in the shower, but Annie couldn't bring herself to leave the comforting heat of the scalding water. It felt too nice, too fresh, she felt too safe. Her head was caught in daydreams of what her life could be if she just had the confidence to follow her dreams if she had the confidence to go back to Cindy's and just see her cousin one more time. To get just one more glimpse at the boy she had been in love with all these years. She often wondered how he had developed, how he looked now if he still had those dimples when he smiled if his

“Truth destabilizes kingdoms.” Aera stepped closer. “Then maybe it deserves to be destabilized.” ⸻ The Crown’s Echo That night, Aera dreamed. She stood before the divided crown—three arcs hovering in the air. Two glowed faintly. The third remained dark. A voice whispered: Find the others. She woke with her sigil blazing. Not reacting. Calling. ⸻ Elsewhere A hooded figure knelt in candlelight. “The Crown is waking,” they said. Another voice answered, calm and cold.

“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.

I’ll shatter it before dawn, and I’ll make her thank me for it. ═══════⊹⊱♚⊰⊹═══════ What Awaits Author’s Note: You’ve met the firebrand. You’ve seen the king fracture. Now—watch the tower burn. Midnight Crown is a dark romance built on crime, obsession, betrayal, and slow-burn war between two people who should have destroyed each other—but didn’t. Because control is never clean, and neither is love. You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs:

Annie remember the day she lost both her parents, five years ago, at the callow age sixteen, her parents was omega one of the lowest ranks in the pack, but they were happy, they live simple life as farmers , she admires her parents , they loved each other so much. But a sudden rouge attack took their live, she move to new york to live with her love and also childhood best friend ken,he was a drug dealer and womanizer, being born to the life of omega, Annie work odd jobs for the pack untill graduation when she wil be assigned to permanent job, but the sudden attack change everything,when she move in with ken her whole life change, he used and abuse her, that was why she was running in the fir

“You’ve always had vivid dreams, especially when you’re frightened. Rest now. The Alpha’s men will be here soon to escort you with the others.” Why is mother talking as though she doesn’t remember how I left home? Before I could argue further, a sharp knock sounded on the door. Three of the Alpha’s warriors stepped inside without waiting, their expressions stern. “It’s time, Mia,” the lead guard said. “Prepare yourself. You will join the six other maidens at the sacred grove at sunset.” I had no choice. Mother helped me wash quickly with the cool water, her hands gentle but efficient. She slipped the traditional maiden dress over my head—pure white linen, sleeveless, clinging softly to my br

I don't know what this means or what it thinks but I think you are right about what you said. ANYA: That I'm evil? (paces around) This is crazy..(with more emphasis) THIS IS CRAZY. Just tell me I'm dreaming. First my anti-social friend drags me into a forest at 10pm, then I got tangled in cob-web, bumped my head into a tree... as if it couldn't get any worse, this strange white thing protects itself from me cos it thinks I'm evil. It totally doesn't make any sense. ROSE: Well, I'm speechless. You have probably done more harm than good.

But she found herself unable to refute any words Annie had said or even need to. Annie was right. Since she stepped into the dark forest, she had been nearly killed by a pack of werewolves. Then, in the capital, she also almost suffered a sneak attack from one. Asteria had no place where she truly belonged... "Originally, I want to wait for a few more years, but seeing you nearly killed by one of their kind like that, I couldn't help myself from exploding in fury," Annie added. She wasn't joking at all. Asteria truly didn't know what to say at the moment. She was torn. She could only sigh. "I don't know anymore."

Michael, knowing the importance of the moment, nudged Annie encouragingly, prompting her to share the harrowing tale. Annie hesitated for a moment before gathering the courage to speak. "It was a bit over a week ago," she began, her eyes fixed on her small hand clasped within Michael’s large one. "I was out of the pack, hunting with my alpha brothers. We received a distressed mind link on our way back, revealing that the village was under attack." Her voice trembled as she continued, "The wolves were searching for something or someone. My brother instructed me to run, promising they would go and help."

“You’re crying.” “Just something in my eye,” I said, but Annie had already twisted around to look at me. She reached up with one small finger and touched the wet track on my cheek. “You are crying,” she said matter-of-factly. “Why?” I caught her hand gently in mine, trying to smile. “I’m not sad. Sometimes people cry when they’re happy too.” Annie stared at me for a long moment, her eight-year-old eyes far too knowing. “I used to dream about Mama coming home every single night,” she said quietly. “Every time I blew out birthday candles or saw a shooting star, I would wish for her to walk through our front door.”