Princess Academy Series Novels & Stories

The Prince smiled again, all of them smiled back and took an elegant bow. "Please Ladies follow us to the banquet area of the school, I am Adelia the Principal of the Academy. We are welcoming you and hope you have a great year." Everyone nods and smiles, after that they follow Mrs. Adelia who is more likely in her sixties already. She's wearing reading glasses and holding some cane to support her body as she walks. She takes a breath and then follows the lines.

CHAPTER 9 : Once A Princess... Meet Bianca Wells, only daughter of Senator Wells, a peculiar fashion enthusiast and an iconic brat. Bianca was also B.H.A's longest, unrivalled queen! Among the other losers at the academy, as she put it, her net worth was much higher than the rest of the heiresses. Hence, her title. Bianca Wells was an upcoming, international teen model and actress. She was still going through camp trainings abroad during school breaks to invest in her career.

I whispered, sliding the straps of my dress down and turning the camera towards my face, still carefully avoiding showing too much of the backdrop. Jack squinted, confusion evident. “Why the makeup? And your eyes... they look different.” Suppressing a sigh, I tried to sound casual. “Fiona and I were just playing dress up. I’m about to get in the shower and wash it all off.” “Dress up?” Jack snarled. “What are you, Celeste? Five years old?” My face turned a deeper shade of red than it already was, but I managed to keep my cool. “It’s a girl thing,” I said. “We were just having harmless fun. See, we were watching this one chick flick, The Princess Diaries, and the lead character—”

“ He kept repeating and she shook her head. “ She's at peace now, your highness. She's at peace. “ She said and hugged him tightly despite her protruding tummy. " She's with us everyday. She won't be happy seeing you like this. You promised her to live a better life for her. Do it. “ Rosemary cried. Cristin couldn't hold back his teas. Since the princess died, the palace was never bubbly as it used to be. … LAND OF SAPPHIRE. “ Your highness, we couldn't find her. " The maid said as she shook on her feet. “ Are you mad?! You have the audacity to tell me you couldn't find her!" Nicklaus smashed his sword on the ground.

At least that Elara still fought with them. Still smiled at them. For once, all three of them had the same thought. They nodded. Nikolai sighed and said softly, "Enough. Cassian, you're up tonight. You're supposed to go with Dana for the trial dose." Cassian froze. The look on all three of their faces got messy fast. No one knew they'd never actually chosen Dana over Elara. Not for real. It had all been part of the act from the start. They wanted to scare the spoiled princess out of her attitude. Make her softer. More obedient. More grateful.

I pull a hoodie over my head and follow her down the hall to the headmaster’s office with a heavy sigh. The Academy has four floors and his office is on the top which normally wouldn’t be a problem except I have to walk up two flights of stairs to get there instead of just flying a few meters. There is a large space in the center of each floor that allows angels to simply fly between them. I miss my wings terribly and my heart pangs at seeing the others fly around. I desperately try to look away but my gaze keeps moving back to the flying students as we walk up the stairs. I sigh when a wall blocks them from view and forces me to turn my attention to Julie in front of me.

Princess Meliora. I read their names. I am assigned to wash their beautiful and thick clothes. They are the children of the three siblings of our pack's Luna Cordelia. Our pack is ruled by the Hastings hierarchy, and our pack is named after their surname, the Hastings pack. All the Hastings are already considered royalty. Our Alpha, named Alpha Archibald, is the true Hastings, and he was only married to our Luna. Now, all the family members of the crowned Luna will also be considered royalties. But only their children have the right to inherit the throne, and if they are not fortunate enough to have one, they will choose from the Hastings family only.

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

continued the crown prince, maintaining his composure. "Wow! In that case, I will stay here for a few more years," said the princess excitedly, deciding not to leave the academy because her younger sister was coming. The crown prince immediately fell silent, not expecting his sister to change her mind so quickly, even though it had been less than five minutes since the crown prince had mentioned their third sister. "Ais! Women, they really are difficult creatures to understand," said the crown prince to himself.

This is a school purely for rich men. This academy is built for men. It breathes men. Every corner reeks of power, of legacy, of cruel ambition handed down through generations. These halls are lined with gilded portraits of male rulers, innovators, dictators—men who shaped the world with their iron will and razor-sharp minds. The boys here are trained to follow in their footsteps. Economics. Politics. Law. International strategy. Warfare. Linguistics. Sports. Negotiation. Technology. They are handed the knowledge of the world like it's their birthright.