The Selection Stories: The Prince And The Guard Novels & Stories

A male who is known to be ruthless, those who dared to sing in the shadows would say he is semi-feral. There were even stories that he had once killed a female who came for the selection after she trespassed into his quarters. Raine shuddered as the stories replayed in her mind. Some of the girls exchanged nervous glances. The lycan king glanced at them, he could perceive their fear, just like the two princes. “Bear it in mind the selection is not strictly for the Grand Prince alone” he added calmly. The room went quiet again, the murmurs died down as they sighed in relief, as if they were saved already.

They went in clusters, in the particular groupings of people who had found each other in the middle of the chaos and had not yet let go, and they went with the heightened quality of people whose evening had produced more than they had expected it to produce, the specific animation of those who had been present for something and knew they had been present for something and were already deciding how to tell it. The story they were going to tell, Daveson noted, was a good one for his purposes. A man with a weapon. A birthday party. A guard who had moved fast and covered the host's body and held the scene until backup arrived. He had heard fragments of it already, catching pieces of conversation

He said Five girls had their shoulders tapped. "Congratulations you have been chosen." the guard said "The rest of you may go home. "The guard said Some of those girls were happy to go home, but the rest were very disappointed because they weren't picked. One of the girls fell to her feet and begged Shawn to pick her. "Please My King reconsider me." She said No." Shawn

Alas with such a good luck in hands how can he enjoy the life of a commoner? Being a prince his two muscular body guards always accompany him in the school... (obviously for security reasons) but for the comfort of other students they are not allowed to go inside the class. so for the whole time they stand outside the classroom. Inside the classroom: Jack: Hey do you know that guy? Ronald: Yo buddy, I heard he is some prince Saira: He looks so cute Hon: What ever, he is just a rich spoiled brat who is going to show off his richness to us

- What happened in the garden? The guards look at each other and stare. - Do I need to repeat myself? - No sir. – they both say in unison, saluting. They look at each other again and one of them takes a step forward and says: - It was a little strange, my lord. We felt uncomfortable with the way the prince was treated, but we didn't intervene, because he was the prince's chosen groom. - I had already guessed that. I want to know details. The man takes a deep breath and fearfully says:

ZARA The torchlight hit the bars and I pressed my back against the stone, pulling Reid with me. "Move back," the guard ordered. He stopped in front of our cell and held the flame high, and the light cut across Reid’s face. The guard looked at the lock and then at us, and I kept my head down. "Two of you in here?" he asked. "The Prince ordered it," I said. "The Prince doesn't run the pits," the guard countered.

curses the guard in his head and walks out. The other guard walks in and bows to the prince. "I want some of your clothes." "Of a commoner like last time?" the guard asks. "The vest should be a little loose unlike last time," orders Reza. "Yes, your highness," bowing the guard walks out.

She couldn't believe that she was actually here, a part of this incredible experience. When the dances were complete, the young Alpha whispered something to one of his guards. The guard nodded, then walked to the center of the room, where the women were standing. "Ladies and Gentlemen," the guard announced, "His Royal Highness, the Prince, has made his selection. And now, it is my honor to call forth the names of those who have been chosen."

the first prince asked the second prince. “You’re right, I really don’t want a forced marriage. I’d rather find my own partner than be chosen for one!” replied the second prince, a sentiment agreed upon by the other princes present. Although they were enemies, they were now allies in the same boat. Even if one of them were to become a demon god, there was still a higher power above them. “It seems I’m withdrawing from this competition!” The ninth prince suddenly spoke, startling all the princes nearby. They stared at the ninth prince as if he were a ghost—how could the ninth prince just casually say he was withdrawing from the demon god selection?

My eyes darting from each guard and to the exit, looking for any escape route. “Stop Antony.” The Prince was firm, but spoke calmly, his steely gaze never leaving my face. The colors of his eyes shimmering in the low light of the cells. Antony, the guard, froze, a sharp exhale coming from him. The Prince pulled my chains lightly, causing me to step into his shoulder. Pine and Lavender assaulted my senses at the proximity of his body to mine. He stood so tall; I almost couldn’t see around him as he shielded me from the guard. Devin let out a frustrated sigh, and turned to look at the guard. “Your orders were to go into the dungeons, get the prisoners, and bring them to me.” The guard put his