Falcon Princess Novels & Stories

Mistress, if it's just about rescuing people, could we mobilize the Falcon Troop? Marissa grew even more cautious. The Falcon Troop, a five-hundred-strong elite cavalry unit, was Jane's personal guard and answered only to the Falcon Command Token in her possession. Renowned for their exceptional riding skills and incredible speed, they had helped Jane secure numerous victories. The Falcon Troop was not deployed lightly, but under these circumstances, it seemed the only option. Jocelyn looked at Marissa expectantly and asked, "Mistress, should we send word to Jane and ask her to return?"

Royal crests carved into ivory wood with the finest silks lining the base befitting a princess. My princess. Holding hands behind his back, Kaelan stood next to me. His dark eyes heavy with calculation and sharp watched in silence. A contented grin tugged at the corner of Faelan's mouth as he stood directly behind us, ever the eager wolf at the brink of the kill. The scarred man moved forward and said, “Its done.” “A girl.” said the other. “Chubby and healthy.” I moved forward. Time seemed to be stopping to observe the moment and the room was unbelievably silent. I withdrew one fold of the fabric. My breath stopped.

Sophia's point of view: The governor’s birthday ended at midnight, and the drive home was unbearably quiet. While I sat in silence, trying to enjoy my first big win, I felt uneasy. Something about William didn’t feel right. He had too many secrets, and I suddenly felt stupid for letting myself trust him. I didn’t say a word. Instead, I picked up my phone and typed in the name Marie had called him—“Victor Falcone.” I combed through the internet, social media, anything I could find. But there was nothing—no pictures, no real information.

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.

He thought he had better get back to Benny and Tilly to see what they had made out of the information. Upon entering the room Benny look up and started filling Jay in “Well we don’t know the name of the princess, but we are sure she was transported to a different planet where she would be safe. We think that planet is S610 just by the references to it being remote and kept in balance. We know the princess is incredibly smart and capable, she also has a birth mark on her left forearm. Is there anything we missed?” “No, that’s what I thought too. Do we have any access to any files of personnel on Planet S610? We need to know who this person SM Dora is.”

Her inferiority complex is really top notch to the point where she even commited a lot of unforgivable crimes That's what I thought before reading her point of view. In the latest chapter of the novel, for the first time, the villainess reminisced her life while dying at the hands of his long-time love, Duke Finniell. Princess Lalaine was the only daughter of the current emperor, Maxilla Ledecia, and the late empress, Elaine Ledecia. Empress Elaine Ledecia formerly known as Elaine Villadona was a princess of an allied kingdom Helliporña Kingdom. She was loved by the emperor so much but sadly, she died while giving birth to her daughter causing the emperor to despise Lalaine.

Siana said in an innocent voice as she looked at her, a smile on her face that looked innocent yet sly at the same time. “Make her lose control.” She explained. She looked kind of annoyed by all that had happened. She knew that Siana had enjoyed that whole thing a lot and it was all her plan. And that was what worried her so much. She no longer knew Siana the way she used to. The girl in front of her now was a cunning princess who would play with her pawns and use them to get what she wanted, she wasn’t scared to sacrifice them either. And this deadly game of chess was fun to her.

HIS OTHER HALF BOOK 2: FALCON FAMILY SERIES Sylvia Falcon, an outcast among San Francisco's elite, battles against the suffocating expectations of her glamorous lineage. Estranged from her wealthy and powerful relatives, she breaks free from their shadows and embarks on a journey of self-discovery. Determined to make her mark, she secures a job as a personal assistant to the enigmatic CEO, Jason Cartwright, hoping to find love and acceptance in the world she has chosen for herself.

This woman is adorned with gold, smiles, and elegance on the outside, but on the inside, she is a tar pool, disgusting stinky little sh*t. Another flush is heard from the stalls. I recognize the female taking her place between me and Princess Asta, Iguz Djinn's wife and master, Mrs. Aerial Mahatma. "Princess Beatrice, how wonderful seeing you here. I should have known when our seating table companions were fairies, rather than the usual salty mermaids, you had a magic finger in the subject. You are always a marvelous host." She compliments my last-minute table card swap I had done behind Connor's back when I realized their guest allocations. Djinns weren't the only ones paired inappropriatel

I was so used to my life in New York that I often forgot my royal ancestry. “Prince Falcon! Interesting. I imagine the success you make with women. Rich, tasty…I mean…very tasty… your food” Hanna stuttered and turned red as a pepper. I had to stop myself from laughing. She was graceful even when she talked too much. “Thank you for Prince Falcon. It's a name that was created by my friends, because of the way I behave in the financial market. I have a company here in the United States that manages the finances of entrepreneurs. And about women... I've had many relationships, but none that fill the void in my heart." I said looking straight into her eyes and she swallowed her food, almost choki