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

The last time this woman had left me this speechless was when I first met her on that island. Even then, I compared her to other women and thought she couldn't get any more beautiful, yet here we were. 


She looked breathtakingly radiant, casting a shadow over everyone else in this large sparkling room. Her dress was plain compared to everyone else's and yet she made it look 100 times more exquisite than it actually was. 


I bit my lip, cursing myself for falling into my father's trap and allowing all these men to gawk at her as if she were a priceless artefact in a museum. 


Said father was resting comfortably on his throne as he chuckled at the sight. I dug my nails into my palm, failing since I was wearing gloves but nonetheless tried to hold myself back from punching him in the face. 


If Darius waved any harder then his arm would surely fall off and I was still trying to come to terms with the fact that Killian was smiling, actually smiling- not frowning. 


Chapter 34- Jealousy