Princess Agents Novels & Stories

"Yes, the Queen is worried about your safety so we added more security at the Pablo's company and I'll be your new neighbour at the flat. We have about 12 guys patrolling in the night and 2 vehicles following you by day" "Why is my mother worried about my security did something happen?" "Not for me to say but it is very necessary and we will always make sure that we are discreet and follow you from a distance " "Fine...I'm going back in. Nora and Javey are probably wasted by now" With that she left the car and got back into the club. And by the time Amara found Nora and Javey again, both of them were completely wasted. “Okay,” Amara said, taking Nora's hand. “We're leaving.”

Five of those names had been aggressively scratched out with a thick, single red line. Only one profile remained completely un-redacted at the bottom of the column: SUBJECT SIX STATUS: ACTIVE / MISSING CODENAME: PRINCESS Matteo’s blood ran entirely stone cold in his veins as his analytical mind instantly processed the terrifying macro-script. He slowly shifted his gaze through the high glass windows of the operations room, looking out onto the dark terrace where Lorrie stood beside the Black King. "Oh God..." the lieutenant whispered, his hand dropping to his weapon holster. "They haven't been engineering a war against our syndicate... they have been hunting for her footprint... since she wa

His eyes flickered to the market guard, then back to me, a hint of something unreadable in their depths. A knot of unease tightened in my stomach. His presence felt less like a rescue and more like an official investigation. "Princess Anne," He acknowledged with a curt nod. "Princess Isla was seen taking goods from the market without paying. The market vendor activated a silent alarm connected directly to the Liam outpost stationed near the market. Given the princess's involvement, the outpost immediately relayed it to the Captain of Guard who in turn informed His Majesty at once” His tone was respectful but firm, treating me with the same detached professionalism I would any other citizen.

Shaken. Like she just saw a ghost. “…Do you not know who that is?” she asked quietly. I frowned. “Should I?” She stepped closer, eyes locked on the screen. “That’s…” She hesitated. “…that’s Princess Bella Louis of Queensland Island.” Silence. My expression didn’t change— But inside? Everything shifted. “Princess?” I repeated. “She’s been missing for years,” Mei said. Her voice steadier now, but still tense. “Disappeared without a trace.”

You know that uneasy feeling you get when something big is about to happen? I was getting that feeling now. Alyana and I looked at each other when we were interrupted by another female voice that we weren’t familiar with. “Princess,” she called out, “Everything has been updated, and the principal is waiting for you.” “Princess?” Alyana asked. “Yes, Princess, Brianna Althea Davenport, Princess of Norrustra.” Alyana and I turned our heads so fast we thought our necks would break as we looked at Brie.

Chapter one The princess's choice When a prince decides to take a commoner as a wife, he has to forfeit his throne to any of his siblings, and where he has none, a member of the extended family takes over the throne. Having seen that Prince Charles has decided to spend the rest of his life with Renee, his girlfriend from a poor home. He was asked to detach from the throne. Where Isabella took over. Isabella, for her part, had a handsome, tall, gentle bodyguard, Christian, who took over from her formal guard, Tony, who had gone for paternity leave and didn't return; rather, he was transferred to another section.

Steep white stilettos. My blonde hair was drawn back into a snatched ponytail, so tight it was virtually a club. Praise God for glue and high-tech wig science, really, or my little secret would have gone sky-high months ago. Concealed under my jacket, I had on a sharp white crop top — crisp, plain, cutting. And the tie? Oh, sweetie, it was accessorized within an inch of its life. Princess Bubblegum pin. A pink bow duo. White Hello Kitty. And a dash of sparkly nonsense.

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

"I don't know. There is something about her that I can't seem to figure out. Like something seems off. But I like her and want her to be mine." Queen Anne smiled. "Then make her yours." "Of course, I will." She smiled he hugged her. "Oh! I missed you", she said. "I missed you too", he smiled as he hugged her back. "Why don't you stop behaving like a kid?", Princess Leah said as she came towards them. "Don't you have anything reasonable to do than disturbing your elders", Zuerien asked her. She stuck out her tongue. "Tsk. Tsk. You are so troublesome."

Security here is absolutely tight, CCTV cameras or passwords for long-term entry are the most advanced. In the garden of the castle, a girl in a princess dress, with curly chestnut hair. The girl was sitting leaning against the tree, looking up at the sky so much that no one came close enough to notice. - Princess LIDYA? -.... - Princess? -.... - LIDYA MURASAKI. (I made up) The girl was startled by that call, she really didn't know it at all. - What's wrong with finding me? - The Queen called.