The Selection Stories: The Prince And The Guard の小説・ストーリー

Car doors opened in perfect unison. Customers crowded around the windows. “Those vehicles belong to the royal guard.” “Why would the Crown send soldiers to Northmere?” Juliette’s hand froze in my hair. Heavy, synchronized footsteps approached. The boutique doors opened, and a man in a dark gray coat stepped inside. Adrian Valemont. Crown Prince of Aurelia. Twelve armed royal guards followed him and formed two precise lines. Dozens more surrounded the building outside. Juliette slowly released my hair. Cassian recognized Adrian immediately.

“I need to be kept abreast with the details of what’s going on here in the Kingdom while I am not here. You are the only person who can ensure that happens. The prince would appreciate that. And—” He arched a brow. “Is your Prince the only one who’s going to appreciate it?” I rubbed my palms on my scaled hip. “It would benefit our prince, the King and Queen, and our people. Everyone would appreciate your assistance.” He bobbed his head and went back to his armor. I mustered more courage and started again. “The prince has decided to not use the guards you have set aside for him—” Head Guard Aquant held up a finger without taking his eyes off his armor. “You stand corrected. It was the King’s

"Your highness, we found the missing people and have now arrested the kidnappers." "Good." Said Fred gestured towards the man on the ground. "Take this man with you and escort the victims. Make sure they return home safely." While one of the guards dragged the man with him to who knows where, the other looked at me with a curious gaze. "Prince Frederick, would you like us to escort her as well?" I felt Fred's hold on me tightened and moved me farther beside him to hide me from the guard's view. "No. I'll take care of her. You may leave now."

Warriors moved through the village, grabbing, restraining, controlling. Villagers were dragged together—men, women, elders, children—all forced into a single space, bound and guarded. Some were confused, others begging and crying… One of the warriors stepped toward the Prince. “What about the rest?” The prince didn’t look at him. “Leave them.” A pause. Then— “So they can tell the story.” The warrior nodded and walked off. When it was over— The silence returned, the air heavy now. Bodies lay scattered across the outer grounds.

" Strip." The command was flat, followed by the metallic click of a safety being switched off. I did not move. Two Dreadfang guards stood over me in the windowless gravestone cell. These guys looked like they’d been sculpted out of determinedness and bad intentions. The fancy hallways of the manor house were gone, replaced by the damp, cold reality of the basement. " I said strip, Princey. Or we’ll do it for you." The guard on the left — a brute with a cauliflower observance — scowled.

I ask. “Sierra Covak,” Aurora says quietly, setting her chopsticks down. “And she is?” “Queen Bee,” Teagan replies. “Runs her own bigger, better, flashier shelter across the city.” I can guess the rest. "So it's just you guys?" "No, the couple who run it take weekends off," Marcus replies. “None of this would’ve happened if you’d just asked your brother for help,” Breanna says. “Her brother?” I ask. “Lucien Ricci,” Teagan says. “Captain of the football team.”

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

Clara’s grandfather told me: “You have integrity and courage. People like you are worth investing in.” I knew I was starting from the bottom, so I worked harder than anyone. I studied security protocols, team management, and risk prevention. I built a solid career step by step. Years later, I became the head of corporate security. Clara and I remained close friends. We had both survived the same conspiracy, and we understood how precious trust really is. This story has no sudden wealth, no unrealistic fantasies. It is simply the story of an ordinary security guard who, when faced with money and danger, chose to follow his conscience.

He wiggles his eyebrows making Eli laugh out loud breaking the tension from their earlier conversation. When they reach the front porch, the Royal Guards hold everyone back while they walk up the steps to the front of the entryway. The huge ballroom doors are open as they walk up to the announcer. He blows the horn and waits for everyone to quiet down. Elijah looks around the room and spots Corbin in the back in a beautiful bluish green dress that makes her hazel eyes glow. Aragorn gets antsy in his mind as he hears the announcer. “Our Alpha King Tobias and Prince Elijah Granger of the Werewolf Kingdom and Witch Kingdom.”

The room seemed to suit her; delicate but bold. I gently place Adelaide onto her four-poster bed. As soon as her body’s away from mine a piece is missing from my being. I stroke her cheek gently, the man behind me clears his throat. I turn, the fire is back in the Prince’s eyes, “Thank you for getting her safely here, you may leave now,” his tone full of authority, even I felt the need to submit to him. “My Prince,” I bow, “She is my mate, I cannot leave her,” I say down to my toes before looking up slightly, my back still bent. “Nonsense, my sister does not have a mate. She has been recuperating after her terrible ordeal.”