Once upon a time, there was a girl, a prince... and a crown. 
But you see, this is no ordinary fairytale... for this girl was dead to the world and this prince was next in line for a tainted throne. 
So what happens when a tragic shipwreck causes a chance meeting?
The last thing you'd expect is for this girl to become the royal tutor for two spoilt younger princes.
Follow her journey in uncovering secrets that had been berried 6 ft under, on taming two arrogant princes and falling in love with their older brother, the Crown Prince of this Kingdom.
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"You! What are you doing here?" I screamed, covering myself.
"I came for you," He said that as if it made complete sense.
"I don't want to see you. Go away," Instead of going away as I had wished he would, he walked into the river, slowly trudging towards my showering self.
"I said go away!" I shouted, turning away from him as if that would help but he didn't heed my words.
"I know you did," He replied, a small smirk on that handsome face that I had grown to both love and hate.
"Then why aren't you going away?" I asked, now beginning to take slow steps back as he got closer.
"Because I came to see you and I'm not going anywhere until I see you," Was that supposed to be flattery? Why don't I feel flattered then?
"If I say so myself, I think you've seen too much of me," I mumbled and he seemed pleased by my words which only frustrated me further.
"Too much of you is never enough for me. The more you show, the more I want," Now I felt flattered.
I turned around to look at him but it was too late, feeling a strong grip on my bare waist, I was heaved into the air as he carried me in his arms, pushing us both back against a rock as I gulped back a surprised scream.
"What do you want?" I finally asked the question he'd been patiently waiting to hear and he didn't waste another second to answer, grey eyes glinting with underlying mischief.
"I want you,"
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Note: The picture used in the cover does not belong to the author.

Once Upon A Crown

"Was that my birthday present?" He asked and I happily nodded, still comfortably sat on his lap as his fingers that had been playing with strands of my loose hair paused for a moment before continuing. 


"I know but you insisted so I gave it to you earlier," I frowned and his chest vibrated with a deep chuckle at my words. 


"You're just a terrible actress," Since I couldn't say anything to that, knowing it was the truth, I only rolled my eyes. 


"Was that all? A single kiss for my 26th birthday?" I glared at his ungrateful self before picking up the handkerchief that I had just finished sowing. 


"I heard lovers give each other handkerchiefs so I made this one for you," I showed him the grey piece of cloth and he took it, his fingers running over the messy flowers that I had tried to sew onto the fabric, along with his name that was written with a gold string. 


Chapter 28- Flowers & Kisses