Novelas y relatos de Princes Agent

"You want my respect? You find it in the trash." Prince Chace closed his eyes and shook his head. His white blonde hair swishing back and forth. I may be imagining things but crystal like ice seemed to fall from his hair as he moved. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at me. "Prince Chace Clevelan. Son of King Simon and Queen Titania. Younger brother of Prince Gregory and Princess Camille." He dipped a little before coming up and meeting my gaze. I nodded and did a little curtsy. "Yes. A pleasure to meet you. I'm Princess Rosalie." I said politely and heard Ace snort. At that moment, I wanted so badly to kick his legs to make him stumble.

These behaviour baffled both of Duke and the Prince as they have rarely seen the Agent so uptight before. “HMPH!!!..how dare that peasant act so high and mighty before me…if he were one of my subject..I would already have his head cut off!!…What?…we were the one that should be meeting him?…he was just a king of a small country yet act like he was an emperor!!…have he forgotten just how much that we have help Aeternum when they were nothing but a tiny existence!!…what a disgrace!!..”. (Prince Robert The 2nd )

Suddenly, Jonathan is tackled to the ground, and I peer over to find a man I know all too well holding him down. “Now, now, Jonathan.” A familiar, deep bass voice calls from my left, making all the fear I felt disappear in an instant. “You know very well that you shouldn’t be threatening our Princess like this.” This deep voice continues. Knowing I was safe, I unlocked my car and climbed out of it, rushing to Uncle Hunter’s arms and taking in his familiar Dior cologne. “Hey there, Jess. Heard you needed a knight to come rescue you, Princess.” He coos to me, wrapping me in his arms.

I smiled at him, and his expression turned from concerned to bewildered. The one witch with us, Vincent, rushed forward and hit the padlock with a powerful enough spell to shatter it. Elara and Claire had taught him well. Agent Martin opened the door and released the prince. Then we all sprinted toward the exit. “No! You need to either go without me or help free the other captives,” Prince Ryder struggled out of Agent Martin’s grip. The SIB agent growled, “We don’t have time for that. You’re coming with us. Right now.”

"Red Alert," Luke whispered into his radio at the Palace Gate. "The Enemy is approaching. And he brought cookies." In the Royal Garden, Jackson sat up straight in his chair. "Is it assassins?" "Worse," Serenity sighed, putting down her tea. "It's a playdate." A polished limousine rolled up. Out stepped Prince Frederick, followed by a small boy in a immaculate blue velvet suit. Prince Archibald (Archie) was five years old. He had combed blonde hair, serious blue eyes, and he held a gift box with both hands like it was a diplomatic treaty.

Marie who drank water from a bottle gasped as she choked the water out of his nostril. “What’s wrong, Sweetie? Is there anything wrong with having kids of our own?” She blushed and saw that the staff had gathered outside. Another car was on their back. It was a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, as the prince told her when they were in the garage of the hotel the first day they arrived. Secret, loyal, and tough Royal High Caliber Intelligence soldiers were there without their knowledge. There were 15 of them and they kept them a secret. Having twice tried to kill the prince, the queen asked the king to do it.

"It's a good thing you didn't get caught, Alfred. Maybe if you get caught by the police, they'll think you're the killer. "Don't worry, I've deleted my entire call history with him to erase the traces. Besides, if I get caught, I'll have to use my signature move." Alfred shows a gun badge to prove his identity as a royal secret agent. "Even though you are only a royal secret agent but you are already acting arrogant, moreover you are a Prince like me." Gabriel rolled his eyes lazily. "It turns out that being a secret agent of the kingdom has many advantages, besides my services are appreciated by King Arthur directly," Alfred added, not wanting to lose to the Prince.

I called him for advice and not to ignite a squabble. “One of the Royal Princes was in school today. The principal told me, and I hurried over…”. "Wait a second. Prince? What Prince?” He asked in utter shock. "They Lycan Prince of the Empire.” "What?! Why?!” "I didn't have an idea at first, but I got to school and saw that there was a little drama going on, and a video of Paige framing April, my stepsister, resurfaced and was playing on the projector.”

“His Highness Prince Ethan Theo Azrael Hezekiah von Clandestine and his partner, Her Highness Princess Althea Rin Eurydice Brielle von Clandestine, has arrived.” Dio watched the third princess and the sixth prince, who were both in the higher year, enter the hall. They were wearing golden-colored attires that emphasized their status as imperial children. He thought that they really went all out and outshined the only child of the empress with their outfit.

They freeze as they couldn't believe what they saw. "Fuck them all! I take back what I said earlier!" Grand Duke Kristofer harshly implies as his eyes dim into the paper sticking on the white concrete walls on Silverfang street. "T-they are all aware!" Minister Kingsley shutters while licking his chilly lips. Lady Genesis scans the paper from the top bold text in emphasis to the italic text. 'WANTED PRINCE ALPHONSO OF THE RAPHBARG KINGDOM. DEAD OR ALIVE. The spy that could catch the Prince and bring him to the King's presence will receive a 500,000 bounty of golds.'