Bodyguard Novela Novels & Stories

Panic begins to feel in my chest and before I realize it, a huge figure enters the cafe and moves swiftly toward me. It's the bodyguard. He grabs my elbow firmly and tries to steer me towards the door but someone else grabs my other hand. “Wait. Where are you taking her?” Camilla asks, glancing from us to her phone and then to the front of the cafe. “Home,” the guard says, and if his looks could kill then Camilla would already be cold in her chair because the look he gives her is one a person would give an enemy they hate so much. “Let go of her hand immediately.”

The disgust in his eyes made it clear that he believed I was an imposter. I managed to choke out, "Didn't the butler tell you? Zach Cross lied. None of it is true." The bodyguard sneered and said, "He's the real heir of the Chase family. You're just hooked on playing the imposter, aren't you?" Zach waved, and the bodyguard immediately stood to the side. He glanced at the injuries on my face apathetically. Then, he turned toward Jeanette. He said, "Your boyfriend not only stole my life, Jeanette. He also sent thugs after me. Luckily, my bodyguard showed up in time."

She had no idea what kind of men they were, but one of them was about to brought her inside when suddenly there was a gun shot and one of the man who was holding her fell down to the ground, bleeding from his chest. That shocked everyone and two of the other men who were left moved their attention toward the gun direction, but at that very second one of them who was holding Ana was already shot as well. Ana stared at the man before her. It was Alexander. He literally just shot these two men in front of her. The entire time he became her bodyguard she did not think she ever saw him shooting anyone, the most he did was to knock out some of the men who nearly hurt her, but this time he was not

Oh god help me. The fact that we will be alone together in this house for more than one month makes me sweat. I've read stories about bodyguards on Goodnovel, and they all end up having sex with their protegees in every corner of the house. What if this happens and my father finds out? Or worst, what if he fires Eren and I then get kidnap because I no longer have a bodyguard? Like in movies, Eren will come to save me and we will declare to each other our flames and finally my dad will accep- I shake my head. I'm just overthinking. I simply need to breathe and in a blink, this one month will be gone.

His luck will shine in such a way, his astonishment can be justified. "Don't worry. I fetched out complete information from your childhood till now, that's why I have trust in you. You are an orphan boy whose parents died in an accident in his childhood. And after that, where else you were living, what work you did, I know it. Your last job was in the house of a businessman as a guard and after your fight there you came to Karachi where you got a friend, Danial. He helped you in giving the room of the preacher on rent, the place where you are living now. In the constant search of finding a job, on that day you were going for an interview of the waiter when you had to stop because of the atta

All black clothes, hard jaw, and darker eyes. “Oh. My. Fuck,” Gabriella half-whispers, half-gasps, clutching my arm like she’s about to faint. “Who is that?” “That’s Nico,” I say flatly, pretending not to be equally swooned. “My new personal bodyguard.” Gabriella looks at me like I’ve just said I own a castle. “You have a bodyguard now?” I nod. She glances back at him, jaw dropping slightly. “And why is he so freaking hot? Jesus Christ.”

“I won’t hide behind you forever.” Kane’s thumb stroked once over his pulse point. “You’re not hiding. You’re letting me stand between you and the threat.” He stepped closer, crowding Sebastian against the cool glass. One hand braced beside Sebastian’s head, the other stayed at his throat. “Your body already knows this is where it belongs. Protected. Steady. Mine to guard.”

The new bodyguard had arrived that morning. His name was Kai Novak. Ex-special forces. Thirty-two. Quiet in a way that felt intentional. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features, dark hair, and eyes that seemed to see everything. He didn’t smile much. He barely spoke. But his presence filled every room he entered. Right now, he stood near the entrance to the living room, arms crossed, watching her with that steady, unreadable gaze. “You don’t have to stare at me like I’m about to jump off the balcony,” Isabella said, turning to face him. Her silk robe clung to her body, the deep V showing more cleavage than was strictly professional.

Warm blood splattered across the side of my face, carrying that sharp, unsettling smell of iron. He'd been shot. But he didn't make a sound, and the arm around me didn't so much as tremble. At the same time, by the faint moonlight coming through the windows, I caught sight of Julian nearby out of the corner of my eye. The instant the shots rang out, this man, who'd once sworn to protect me with his life, the Ward family's former head bodyguard, had thrown himself, on pure instinct, straight toward Amber. He'd pinned her body beneath his, and even after a stray round grazed his arm, slowing him down further, he never once let go of her.

Just as the words fell out of her mouth, they heard footsteps approaching. “Princess…” Asher cooed the minute their gaze held. Isabella let out a relieved sigh. At least he was okay. It surprised her how she would rather anyone else were hurt, but not Asher. “Come here.” Asher stepped past Marcia and dragged Isabella into his arms, squeezing her tight. In his mind, Marcia had already broken the bad news to Isabella and the bodyguard wanted to comfort and protect his lover. “I will keep you safe, I promise.” He chanted over and over, which confused Isabella further. After the initial excitement of being in her lover's arms wore off, she pushed him slightly, lifting her head to hold his gaze.