Bodyguard Book Series Novels & Stories

Now she had to wonder how many people remained, and how many of them would be willing to talk to her. Inhaling deeply, she stepped out of the car, her ankle-length boots crunching the snow beneath her feet as she was flagged by Russo, Tazio, and three bodyguards: two of them were her brother's personal henchmen and the third his contracted assassin. The more dangerous people she was surrounded with, the safer she would be, was her brother's thought, but Serafina knew that no amount of fear would help her in this situation. Russo pushed open the wooden door and Serafina inhaling sharply once she entered.

“He caught me looking that day. Didn’t say a word about it, not then, not since. But the next morning, the page I’d seen was gone. Torn out clean, like it had never existed.” “You think he’s still adding to it,” I said. “I think he guards that book more carefully than he’s ever guarded anything else in this house, including me, including you.” Marcus looked between the two of us, something grim and certain settling into his voice. “If the Architect ever had a real name, written down anywhere in this world, my money’s on that ledger.”

whispered Matteo, instantly bringing Luna back to her senses. The girl’s eyes widened as she looked around; she was in a public place now. Quickly, Luna released her arms from around Matteo’s neck and smoothed her clothes. Before finally running towards the Magnolia Spring Resort building. It was a deeply painful sight for Adrian. The man stared with disgust at the shameless lovebirds before him. He hated Luna’s stupid bodyguard, who always prevented Adrian from touching or kissing the girl on their dates, following them wherever they went. But what was Adrian seeing now? The bodyguard was actually asking Luna to kiss him, right in front of his eyes!

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.

Liam did not stop her and let her open the door. Elizabeth was puzzled. What was he trying to do? The moment she opened the door… The floor was covered in fresh blood. The four bodyguards were already on the ground. The bodyguards were Elizabeth's personal protectors. Who was knocked out and replaced by Liam's men while their journey... Elizabeth took one look, and her heart trembled. Then, she silently closed the door. The image of the four bodies was still running in her mind. She turned to glare at Liam, "Fine, fine. Let's continue to talk. I would like to see what you want to chat about."

“I can see we have a lot to talk about.” I nodded. “Yes, I think we do.” “May I ask who your vigilant friend is?” Tabitha asked. “Oh, right,” I winced. I was probably not making the best impression, hiding behind another wolf like that. “This is Sandra. She’s our pack beta, and my friend and bodyguard.” “Hello,” Sandra said. She made absolutely no move to step out from in between Tabitha and me. “Hello.” Tabitha replied. “May I ask why you feel the need for a bodyguard?”

“Whoa, whoa, I handled the situation and so did Blaze, no one got hur-“ “Blaze? Blaze was there?” And he didn’t mention a damn thing over the phone? “Yeah I think he’s Lucy’s new bodyguard” I would skin ETHAN TOWNSEND alive first before I went after Blaze’s ass.

In the living room, a blanket lay folded neatly on the arm of the couch. He moved to Stella’s bedroom. The bed was neatly made, and a few books were stacked by the headboard. He stepped closer, fingers brushing over the dusty book covers. He recognized the titles, ancient texts on guardianship, and several fantasy novels, they were her favorite genre. He closed his eyes, feeling his stomach twist. The last time they’d spoken six months ago, he’d left too quickly, assured she would be safe in his house, convinced that there was no immediate danger, but who knew his stupid wife and her daughter would chase her from the house? Now, that confidence felt like a mockery.

But now… The supposedly deceased Bluebird was standing right before him again! And the terrifying scar on her face—when did it heal? What on earth was going on! In the next moment, Benedict seemed to have thought of something. His body shook once more, and he suddenly turned to look at Liam, who was standing in front of Bluebird. His eyes trembled. At this moment, what shocked and bewildered Benedict the most… Was the man standing before him—who was he! Why was Bluebird acting as his bodyguard! And from the way Bluebird appeared, she wasn't just complying, she was willingly serving him!

(22). The Billionaire’s Bodyguard . By Pink-Butterfly . Chapter 22: . "Malik what are you doing?" Wilder repeated himself as he felt Malik’s weight on him. "Are you uncomfortable?" Malik asked ignoring his question. 'Is he testing me!?'