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

It was all in a frenzy, everyone running to restrain Alpheus and getting rid of the gun while Nico and Val sat by my side, applying pressure to Silas's wounds. 


I pulled his head onto my knees as I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling his face towards my stomach as I cradled him in my arms and cried, screamed and begged. 


"Why would you do that!? What were you thinking!?" I shouted. 


"I wasn't thinking," He chuckled as if this were funny. 


"You're going to be okay. You're going to be okay," I tried to convince myself more than him. 


"I-I'm sorry," I heard him whisper out as he flinched in pain. 


"No. Don't be sorry. Please, I can't lose you too," I brokenly begged, stroking his face as he smiled at me, holding my hand in his. 


"Better me than you," He tried to laugh jokingly and if he weren't injured then I surely would have hit him. "Stop talking. You have to save your breath," Nico instructed in a broken voice. 


Chapter 78- Reclaiming the Throne