Princess Pipe Trapped Novels & Stories

I asked "It's just that I happen to be on trial, for all the time that have been working here, have been on a trial, something that I did got the madam angry and she fired me but this is the only place on this island that pays well and it have always been my dream to work in this place, so please Mrs Callaghan, accept me to be your personal maid, you are my last hope" she begged I wanted my privacy to be for me alone but it turns out that that will not be happening now.

Has she been abducted? He joined the man to search for her. He called her but she wasn't taking her calls, after the third time, the phone was turned off. Kenny ran his hands through his hair in frustration, his heart slamming hard against his chest in dread. After they had searched round the vicinity, the head security decided to inform Calvin. He really wished he didn't have to. ******

Marco walked towards the bathroom, leaving Letta still bound, with a very pitiful body condition. Letta could hear the sound of water from inside the bathroom when Marco intentionally opened the door. Her gaze fell on the phone that was still recording them both. Letta turned her face towards her tightly bound wrist. She saw her wrists, which were already red and injured, as well as the wound on her abdomen that had reopened. Letta's feeling was as if this was a punishment for her actions.

Massive pipes burst, spraying superheated steam. The God-Shell was safe for now, standing on its raised dais, but the scaffolding around it was melting. And on the platform... The Queen stood amidst the destruction. She wasn't running. She was watching the bucket ascend. She raised her hand again. Energy gathered in her palm. "She’s aiming!" Saoirse screamed. Tristan didn't think. He grabbed a chunk of iron ore the size of a melon. He stood up in the bucket, exposing himself to the fire.

Princess said silently as she handed me her handkerchief to clean my face. I held her handkerchief but I didn’t used it, I searched blindly inside my bag for my phone and when my hand didn’t see it after the first two wide sweeps I did inside the bag. Tears spilled from my eyes as I collapse crying. “I can’t see my stupid phone.” “Relax Stella, let me find it for you.” Princess dragged the bag out of my hand and searched inside within seconds she had my phone in my hands. “What do you want to do?”

When we got closer she grabbed my free arm and tugged me a few steps away while Adrian leaned in to mutter something hushed to his men. “Princess, what took you guys so long?” she hissed, eyes sparkling. I waved it off. “Paperwork. You know how it is.” She smirked, then dropped her voice. “There’s a girl on board.” My brows shot up. “What girl?” “I don’t know. I just saw a couple of the guys carrying an unconscious woman up the stairs earlier. Hood over her head. Didn’t look like she was thrilled about the trip.” My stomach twisted. “Is that…legal? Where’s her family?”

"Prince, we have captured Chithran and locked him in a dungeon. Waiting for your arrival for the final trial." Even though she was known for her camouflage, she couldn't hide her sense of relief. She pressed her hands in his chair. Sensing her anxiety, he hugged her warmly under their nose. He declared her status for their ambiguity.

"Your Majesty,we found her." My grip on the phone tightened as I cleared my throat. "Who? Who are you talking about? Who did you find?" "Heather, your majesty. The maid who left the Palace with the boys. Can you believe it? Prince Ivan and the team caught her at the sea port. She was obviously trying to leave the pack with all the bags she had with her." "What is it, Asher? What's going on?" Sophia's voice sounded like nothing but screeching tires in my ears, and they annoyed me more than my ex-wife's high pitched laughter.

When silence continued to greet them, they called for the royal guards to break down the door. "Princess!" The room was empty. But fastened securely to the heavy bedpost was a long, improvised rope made from the shredded remains of her magnificent wedding train, trailing out the window into the abyss. "Heavens!" The maid leaned out, looking down. It was empty. "The Princess has escaped! Inform the guards! Search everywhere immediately!" Chaos erupted within the castle. Guards scrambled, and the palace gates were slammed shut. Every carriage was searched without exception—including the luxurious coach of the Queen of Napoli. Yet, the Queen only offered Prince Philip a sweet, unflinching smile

This person on the inside must have been an iron-clad source. I close out of that article and keep reading headlines, getting sucked into the drama of them. ‘ARIANA KIDNAPPED BY HER MATE AFTER FORMAL ANNOUNCEMENT OF UNION’ Well, that one at least I know is full of shit. ‘PALACE ON HIGH ALERT AND LOCKDOWN WITH PRINCESS STILL MISSING’ Big surprise there. I knew that was to be expected.