Princess Agents Novels & Stories

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.

The pack members moved about, tending to wounds and securing the area. I spotted Princess, who was supervising a group of enforcers. I approached her, my heart still racing from the fight and the rush of urgency that had propelled me back. “Princess!” I called out, my voice demanding answers. “What happened here? Where’s Dawn?” Princess turned to me, and sighed. “There was an attack,” she said quickly. “Some of the allies we’d taken in were double agents. They attacked from within, targeting Dawn. But she handled everything.”

SOMA Jade pauses, eyes darting between the princess and me. She nods, giving me one last worried look before leaving the bathroom. My attention shifts to the figure by the door, and I sink lower to keep my breasts hidden. The bath remains warm, but the air grows colder. Sienna Rybak, princess of Shadowspire pack. It’s hard to miss the striking resemblance between her and the three princes. But with her bouncy red hair, she looks more like Kade.

one on-scene reporter excitedly revealed, quickly scanning through the information being sent to her by her station’s intel team as she gave live coverage of the Prince’s sudden arrival. “Dear viewers, everyone is in a frenzy here at West Park Stadium at the sudden and unannounced arrival of Ellenis’ most eligible bachelor Royal! His Royal Highness, Prince Colin la Montagne el’Varel, direct cousin of the King, has just arrived and he is escorting a mystery lady which we have identified to be Freya d’Or. Miss d’Or is an active Anomaly Guard agent of the Fourth Special Unit, the same unit which Agent Jester Lee is a part of. As everyone knows, Agent Lee is currently embroiled in a scandal with

Leaning against the wall, I pull up my phone and smirk when I see the notifications from my bank. Someone had used my card at the Rona close to my house, and I can't help but chuckle. It seems my Princess went out to go shopping instead of ordering everything online like she said she would. Hell, I had a feeling she was going to head out when she asked if I had a truck she could borrow, I just never thought it would be to the nearest home improvement store.

he says. There is that dreadful silence again as they all wait for whatever proof they want to get. But they won't get it, not today and certainly not because I have no idea of what I should do which I do not to be honest, but because there is one thing I have hated all my life and it is being challenged. So I slam my palms on the table which definitely shocks them all and whisper in the most of my dangerous calm voice I can summon at the moment. "I am Princess Bella, Daughter of King Kane and his Queen Enola.... The lost Princess of L'agaib... You either take it, or leave it." With that I sit back down and add, "Shall we begin the council meeting?" *****

Bella asks me with her puppy dog eyes. I sat beside her on the bed. Not the puppy dog eyes. "Of course I will," I say as I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Once upon a time, there was this lonely prince. He didn't know what to do so his friends sent him on a date. That was when he met the beautiful and fair princess." Bella softly slept, and I looked over to see her eyes closed. I got up from the bed carefully and bent over to kiss her on her forehead.

Then she saw Adonis fingertip waving like he's saying a spell. Kyle continued to speak. "...You are not from this clone world, Alexia! You are no ordinary. You aren't from the past nor from the future. You are the princess in the real world. You are the only creature in Discreet World that can destroy and defeat the Black Queen. You are the next person that will soon wear the inherit royal lux crown. You are the next Queen who can save us all! You are the last weapon. " Kyle explained. Alexia shook her body like she wanted to release herself and talk back to them.

The Maid’s footsteps are barely audible as she carefully descends the stone steps knowing that if she were to make the smallest noise, the enemies will find them and kill the last remaining member of the Royal Family. The sounds of swords clashing and gun shots being fired frightens the little Princess, making her cling to her Maid. She knows there are bad men in her home, that everyone is fighting but no one has told her why. All she knows is that her Maid is taking her to safety. The stairs finally come to an end with a small passage way leading to the way out ahead. The Maid sighs with relief, tightening her hold on the Princess and quickening her steps.

He replies. The other three did the same, and true to their claim, their marks were glowing. I let out a crazed laugh. "No, I'm not!" "Let's see your mark then." Mosley Froskarn, the quiet one, urges me calmly. I search the archives in my brain for a response to his request. But luckily, my warrior princess steps in with an intervention. "She... She does not have one," she whispers as if her next words ought to be top-secret. "She's a Prose."