Princes Agents Season 2 Novels & Stories

Aldridge pulled a band out of the top drawer and tied his hair up, he looked at Shawn and said, “Besides the pressure father has putten on me to solve the couple murders, there is another problem on our hands.” Shawn looked at Aldridge and said, “I have been meaning to ask, why is it that a prince is the head of investigations?” “Oh? I didn’t tell you?” Aldridge asked him and took a sip of water. Shawn shook his head confused and said, “I wouldn’t have asked if you told me before.” Aldridge rolled his eyes with a smirk and shoved a truffle into his mouth. He picked one up, stood up and held it out for Shawn.

Especially not without you, said Sprout in her mind. She nodded to show that she understood. Hayden did not seem to notice their exchange. Sprout leapt onto Hayden’s shoulder and held onto the Prince’s collar. The Prince nodded at all of them curtly. “Good luck, Prince Hayden,” said the twins in unison. They seemed a bit more decent than some of the other warriors. Some saluted the Prince. Leech remained silent, staring at the Prince as he disappeared beyond the veil. Cory walked forwards. Titan grasped her arm.

Denzel acknowledges my presence, but Blaise gives me a cold shoulder. His cold treatment didn't bother me. He usually sulks for a few days anytime I deny him sex. “So who are you betting on, Princess?” Nate asks with a wicked glint in his eyes. “You know betting is not allowed in the school,” I tell him, raising a brow. “Never mind,” he says quickly and withdraws from my side. I looked to the stage and fell into the intense pool of his gaze.

I hadn’t been sure how no one knew which and then how they got away with the things they do. “What’s that mean?” he asked. “Well, some of the whispers I heard call you the Princes of Ravenwood. It just seems like a bit much,” I explained, pointing my chopstick with sashimi on it at him as I talked. Before I could bring the bite to my mouth, he ate it. “Mhm. Well, that’s just because of our family,” he shrugged. “And that means?” I furrowed my brow, annoyed he took my food. “And stop stealing my food. I’m not trying to feed you,” I grumbled.

I ask quietly, getting a chuckle so deep, I feel it down to my toes. “Of course, Princess. Can’t let that bastard and his whore get away with breaking my Princess’s things.” With Uncle Hunter’s promise, I untangle my arms from around him and slowly back away. Uncle Hunter looks down at Colton, the man holding Jonathan down, before scoffing. “Keep the fucker down until we are done. I want Jessica packed and gone within the hour.” He orders and I smile, happy that someone was here to take charge while I focused on leaving Jonathan for good.

He wiggles his eyebrows making Eli laugh out loud breaking the tension from their earlier conversation. When they reach the front porch, the Royal Guards hold everyone back while they walk up the steps to the front of the entryway. The huge ballroom doors are open as they walk up to the announcer. He blows the horn and waits for everyone to quiet down. Elijah looks around the room and spots Corbin in the back in a beautiful bluish green dress that makes her hazel eyes glow. Aragorn gets antsy in his mind as he hears the announcer. “Our Alpha King Tobias and Prince Elijah Granger of the Werewolf Kingdom and Witch Kingdom.”

Another carriage arrived and out of it walked two girls, one of them, a blonde, caught Ashton standing beside me, her breath caught in her throat just as Ashton’s and I knew it was taking him every ounce of self-control to stop himself from running toward her in front of everyone. “Someone’s excited” Elijah commented from beside me, nodding at Ashton was looking at the girl, who I’m assuming was Princess Grace, his blue eyes following her every movement as she walked up the podium which was set for her, her sister, and their parents, Nathan was standing bowing at them when they reached him, he kissed his father’s hand before wrapping his arms around his mother, hugging her tightly, leaning d

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

the voice said and disappeared. Then, all the lights were extinguished, making the palace covered in darkness. Phyros lit up his hand for them to see each other. “Secure the princess’ safety!” he ordered as he held Alf’s hand tight, assuring her. “Let’s find a place to hide the princess – “ he said, his voice still hasn’t fallen when that voice again can be heard. “You have nowhere to run! Nowhere to hide! A price will be paid!” the voice said, seething in anger and madness.

"My cousin's words have never meant anything to me, and it won't be any different now." The day passed, and I kept as busy as possible. As much as I said I'd be with the princess when she finished settling in, I didn't want to be swayed by her beautiful appearance or her words. Before anything else, I needed to understand what was going on within the imperial family. The first reports arrived early the next morning, sent directly by one of the spies I had sent to infiltrate the imperial army. The findings were worrying in many ways. The princess's words about an approaching conflict were real. Small battles, which seemed to start over trivial misunderstandings, were breaking out all over the