Big Bodyguard Novels & Stories

For three years, I slept with my father’s head of security behind everyone’s back. Last night, with one hand at my throat and the other under my dress, he finally asked for a name, a future, something real. “After graduation,” I whispered against his mouth. “Let me finish my defense first. Then we’ll tell them.” “No.” By then I was shaking beneath him on the leather seat. “Then sooner. On my birthday next Friday. I’ll stop hiding then... Cassian, please—gentler...” That seemed to satisfy him. His mouth softened against my skin, and his voice dropped low against my ear. “Good girl. I just want you too much.” The next afternoon, I met my best friend for tea. The moment she opened the passenger door, she spotted the torn foil packet caught beside the seat and lifted a brow. “Bourbon cherry?” she said, already grinning. “That’s our company’s unreleased line. So this is what you’ve been hiding.” I snatched it up and shoved it into my bag. “It’s not public yet.” She frowned. “That’s the strange part. We only sent those samples to a handful of VIP clients.” Then she pulled out her phone. “I did a product follow-up with one of them yesterday, and his private account was basically a shrine to his girlfriend.” She turned the screen toward me. I only looked once, and my whole body went cold. The man in the photo had a line of Latin script inked low across his abdomen. I knew that tattoo. I had kissed it the night before. My fingers started shaking as I opened the private account Cassian had never shown me. April 4. The conservatory. Me and him. April 7. The upstairs studio. Me and him again. April 11—last night. A six-second clip in the back of the car.

Crown Prince Kieran is a royal disaster—too bold, too wild, and far too scandalous for the throne. Between picking fights with the council, making offensive public remarks, and changing lovers like wardrobe changes, he’s the palace’s greatest headache. But when his reckless behavior earns him a new personal bodyguard, Kieran finds something he despises even more than politics: the cold, silent man who follows his every move. Commander Adrien Vale is everything Kieran isn't—disciplined, composed, unreadable. He has only one duty: protect the uncontrollable prince. Adrien becomes the shadow of the Prince. But beneath the tension and taunts, Adrien sees something no one else does: a grieving young man who is still not over the death of his brother. When an assassination attempt shakes the kingdom, the prince is exiled to a remote island for his safety with Adrien. Change in atmosphere cause the masks to slip and the new tension starts to brew between them. But nothing stays secret in a palace. When their lives go viral, the royal family forces Kieran into an engagement with a foreign princess to save face. Caught between duty and desire, between obedience and love, Kieran must choose: the crown, or the man who’s become his only truth.

Allison was an orphan and the adopted daughter of the pack's beta. Her life became shattered when her mate chose to stand by her sister after a fatal accident. Heartbroken and betrayed, she rejects him, setting him free from the bond they both shared. That next day, she realized her sister had been faking her illness, and in the process, her life was taken out of spite and jealousy. But, fate had other plans for Allison. When she returns to the same day she had chosen a forever with her mate, Liam, she cancels the marriage and convinces his big brother, Lucas, the eldest son of the Alpha King, to marry her in exchange for whatever he might desire from her. But what Allison does not know is that Lucas has never desired anything in all his life except the lady who saved him in the dark woods 10 years ago and what if by chance, she is that lady.

Verssa Yanng, at a youthful nineteen years of age, boasts an undeniable allure, his striking visage, height six feet in stature, lean yet sturdy. His attractiveness is undeniable; he possesses a universally pleasing look that captivates from every angle. By the tender age of eighteen, Vers had already ascended to the summit of the fashion world as a coveted Top Super Model, dominating the runways of fashion weeks across nearly all continents. At nineteen, his cameo appearance in a movie unexpectedly seized the spotlight, with the supporting role eclipsing even the film's protagonist. Yet, the rosy facade of fame conceals its thorns. Beneath the dazzle lay the shadows of terror: malevolent letters, corrosive threats, and the persistent nocturnal intrusion of rabid fans knocking on his apartment door. Vers recalls having relocated over five times due to the relentless leakage of his whereabouts to his fanatic followers. One night, after a midnight shoot, Vers almost get kidnaped by a group that blocked his car and forcibly pulled him out. An escape landed him in a hospital bed, where he awoke to the presence of a mysterious figure in black. Gale Anderson, a former war veteran turned professional bodyguard, now stands as a sentinel for Vers. A very quiet and mysterious man, handsome yet frigid. His countenance rarely betrays emotion, six feet and five inches tall. His broad hands lifted Vers's slight frame with ease that rendered him akin to a mere child in his grasp. His aura is shrouded in enigma, withholding the identity of his employer, yet his mission remains unwavering: to keep Vers safe by any means necessary. For Vers, unfortunately, it's like a living nightmare; his freedom was robbed as his watchful bodyguard trailed him incessantly, even to the restroom.

Kieran Hunt is a deadly omega bodyguard who never submits. Until he's assigned to Elliot Sinclair, an arrogant S-Tier alpha whose pheromones shatter his control. One forbidden night. One failed suppressant. Now Kieran's carrying the alpha's twins, and Elliot refuses to let his omega go. Ever.

I stood with my back to the door. I could feel his eyes on me as I slowly loosened my belt, the metal clinking loudly and let my hand drift somewhere private, putting on a slow, shameless performance as I stroked myself. "Big daddy.... "I murmured as he entered the room, my voice low and seductively smooth. "If you're enjoying this so much.... why don't you come and help me yourself?" I groaned with a sly smile on my lips. ******** Derek Henshaw, becomes the step-son to the Alpha of Moonclaw. Once rejected by his mate for being a weak omega, fate throws him into the hands of Jonathan Claw, his step-father. Their story changed from Derek despising Jonathan at first sight and making his life miserable, to the moon goddess binding them as mates.

Roxanne has always been treated like trash by her step family. They made her life a living hell, always berating her for being weak and powerless. Her only companion in the pack was Beta's son. He treated her right better than everyone in the pack and eventually she fell in love with him. She realized that they were mates and she couldn't be more than happy, but to her disappointment, he rejected her and chose her step sister. That was only the beginning of Roxanne's suffering, as her step father sold her off as a breeder to the ruthless Lycan King, Alejandro, a man notorious for his cruelty. She was forced to become a breeder against her will. With a heavy heart, she accepted her fate, determined to simply give the Alpha his pup, and leave the pack forever. But fate seemed to have other plans.

“We’re equals, remember? And you’re the king.” He pulled her onto his lap, his right hand gripping her thigh. Their faces were so close, Violet could see the flecks of gold lingering in his irises. “To me, you’re king, Violet Bellerose.” *** Violet Bellerose lives in a jealous, elven world where everyone from royals to bounty hunters are after her unique ability to amplify magic to incredible heights. When she saves the Storm King from an assassin, Violet earns a post at his side as bodyguard, unaware they have begun to unravel each other’s secrets. Forgotten lovers, turbulent powers, and a political marriage push and pull at king and bodyguard. Their bond must strengthen to withstand court rivalries and the enemies at their borders. With only each other to lean on, they face the Blood King together and labor through every obstacle to make it to their coronation. The Elf King and His Bodyguard is created by Hayden Marlowe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"Are you sure you want to change the bride's name to Jasmine Shaw, Quinn?" Quinn Sullivan's voice was resolute. "Yes, I'm sure. Do as I say." She sat in silence for a long time after hanging up. She recalled what she saw after her engagement party. Her fiancé had his arms wrapped around another woman in a swaying car. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, looking like he couldn't bear to leave. Quinn didn't understand. She and Nicholas York had gone through so much to get to marriage. How could he cheat on her? Well, it didn't matter. She was willing to give him her blessings since he was in love with another woman. He could marry someone else, then. She would give him the wedding of his dreams.

On the fifth day after I get born into this world, my biological mother chooses to abandon me. But I'm not sure what she's thinking when she's picking out the location, for she actually abandons me at the entrance of the Bianco family. When the beautiful women of the family notice me, they are quick to frown. "Why don't we take him in?" Since then, I have 109 sisters in my family. At home, I'm the bratty ruler among my sisters. In order not to cause them any trouble, I've been leading a normal life for more than a dozen years. That is, until I've encountered bullying in high school. Giovanni Rossi, a rich student, has me cornered in the washroom with his lackeys flanking him. Not only do they dump cold water on me and tear my clothes off me, but they also use their phones to take pictures of my face. "What are you glaring at, huh? You're just a low-income student, so why are you still putting on airs around us? As if a piece of trash like you can ever get into college!" But since the beating I've received is far too brutal, so I holler at the top of my lungs as I yank Giovanni and jump off the third floor with him. When I wake up, Marcella Greco, the school's nurse, berates me angrily. "All Giovanni did is beat you up, and yet you're already planning to kill him, huh? Shouldn't you be reflecting on yourself when others scold and lay a finger on you? How dare you plot revenge against him instead! "I want you to summon your guardian here right away! If you can't do that by today, you can forget about leaving!" All of my hair stands on end as soon as I hear the command. Weakly, I ask, "Are you sure you want to meet my guardians, Ms. Greco?"