Body Protector Adalah Novels & Stories

Krystal says and I glance over to see Fiadh still has her face buried in Krystal's arm. "She looks so happy. He refused to lose just for her. He doesn't know her, but that doesn't matter. He wants her. He will protect her from the biggest monster or the tiniest bug. He is her champion. He is hers, and he just sacrificed his body to prove it. I don't know what happened to you before, but...You would never have to be afraid again if you had a man like that. And you will...you will have a male who goes out there, gets hurt....all for the sake of having a chance with you. He will never harm you, Fiadh. They are protectors," Krystal explains and I glance back at the happy couple to see the champi

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He placed a hand on his face, " smart, kind and a freaking hybrid.... You must dear is the reincarnation of hybrid Veronica and you're a great treat," He stopped talking. I find it hard to believe, my parents would go ask for help from a powerful witch and so many years have and they haven't thought about telling me, rather they sent me here to the academy and didn't even card. "So? What do you want from me?".. I reinstated my eyesight on him. "Oh! It's simple, win the tournament and become a protector of the three realms,". He showed me a picture of what happens when someone becomes a protector, that person becomes a full-fledged werewolf but in my case, a tribrid ". He expressed and swiftl

Sia took her time admiring Julian. His black hair was still wet from his shower, and his bare arms showed powerful muscles.He was wearing a black shirt with its sleeves rolled up to his elbows and dark blue jeans with white and blue sneakers. Blue would’ve matched his eyes better, Sia thought to herself before she remembered that he was her new bodyguard, not her client.

"Monique gave the manufacturer your measurements. Tough-ass fibers, fluid polymers, ceramic and metal plating." Shamira stripped down to her skivvies and threw on her new gear. "Nice," she said. It's a little . . . (grunt) . . . binding." "No, you just have enormous knockers," Clara said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "For luck." Then she got her cute ass out of there to go to her casting circle. "She never does that to give ME luck," Bjorne muttered. This time, Shamira was glad she couldn't blush. Clara was just her incredibly hot friend and mentor and that was it. Right? "What about weapons?"

I couldn't protect Friska, who had helped me and ensured the crazy man didn't catch Corvina. 'Lavanya! Please, wake up. You are fine now and forever. Tayron and Zion will protect you. Don't worry about anything.' My wolf screamed again. Tayron and Zion, they're going to protect me, but if they find out what happened to me while I was there. I was unsure and afraid they would throw me away. I'm a bitch. 'Lavanya. Please, you are not a bitch. Don't think of yourself like that.' My wolf was crying, and her voice was shaking violently.

Sebastian managed, voice hoarse and broken. Adrian’s eyes lit up, as if delighted by the question. “Because you need me. The world sees the ruthless CEO. I see the Omega who built an empire because no one else could protect him. I can protect you properly. I can give you the structure you secretly crave. Once you accept my claim, you won’t have to fight anymore. You can finally rest.” He reached out and gently brushed damp hair from Sebastian’s forehead. The touch was feather-light, yet it sent electricity screaming across oversensitive skin. Sebastian arched away with a choked gasp, fresh tears of frustration and pain stinging his eyes.

She turned back to Francesco, calm and deliberate. “Senator, with all due respect, let’s get a few things straight. First, Rocco isn’t my bodyguard. He’s one of the most experienced capos the Camorra has ever seen. My brother asked him to accompany me.” She spoke slowly, measured. “And just so you know—in case you’re unaware—he’s carrying more weapons than you can imagine. A Glock 19 under that elegant black jacket. A knife in his boot. A small revolver strapped to his calf. A dagger concealed on his back. Those are just some of the tools people in my famiglia carry. That’s not even counting the skills he has. So about your insinuation—I suggest you take it back. Unless you want to meet hell

Her face heated when the memory flashed in her mind. “Good morning, Mr Lopes. My name is Isaiah Wilson, part-owner of Global Security, and this is Palmer Burris. He’ll be one of the bodyguards charged to protect your daughter.” Palmer gave a curt nod; his hands clasped behind him. Hearing the news that Palmer–the man she had earth shattering sex with last night–was now her bodyguard, Natalie’s knees nearly buckled under her. She faltered to the nearest lounge sofa and plunked down. Her eyes finding refuge in the scene of high-rise buildings, their windows reflecting the morning sun.

She left from there. 'Do we even know where to find her? Her scent is very faint,' Drogo said as we ran out of the pack land. 'I'll find her, no matter how faint her scent is. I'll pick up, she's my mate' I replied to him. I just realized she's more endangered, our scent would surely be on her and any rogue that recognized it would surely attack her. 'She's strong and she'll protect herself ' Drogo said. 'Yes she is, but she's been through so much already. I owe her my protection.'