Romans & histoires Bodyguard Of The Goddess

"Sorry, ma'am. This area is restricted, and without permission from the great lord, I cannot let you in." The woman stared intently at the guard, her anger mounting. "No one can stop me," she said threateningly. "Sevariano Riccardo DeVille is mine, and I will not let that cheap woman take it from me. You have no idea who I am and what I can do." Though remaining calm, the guard began to sense the tension of the situation. "I understand your disappointment, ma'am. But, I must ask you to leave. If you have anything to say, I can say it for you."

He destroyed all of them with ease. He then stood before the floor-to-ceiling window and enjoyed the beautiful pond further away. He loved having a bird’s eye view of things. The higher he was, the farther he could see. Luna came back before noon with a professionally dressed short-haired lady. The lady had a pair of cautious eyes and emanated a strong aura. Andrius found her aura and demeanor familiar because only a veteran soldier could emanate such an aura. Luna introduced the lady to Andrius. “Andrius, let me introduce you to Athena Starland, the ace bodyguard my father got me.

I was busy looking around when someone talked behind me. "Hello princess" Someone said. I turned around and I saw a 4 beautiful woman and a 2 handsome man. "Thank you for the compliment princess" Said the guy with a black hair. "Welcome to Arcadia the world of Gods and Goddesses. I'm Ether the Goddess of Earth Element" Said the woman who's wearing a green long dress. "I'm Aqua, goddess of Water" Said the woman wearing a blue long dress. "I'm Aira, goddess of Air" Said the woman wearing a gray long dress.

The girls nodded, their faces awed at such greek- gods giving face. “He's so capable,” Ada swooned, pouting her lips. “How would you know that?” I asked, getting irritated. “I know capable men when I see them, it's a gift,” she replied, wetting her lips at him. “If I had someone like that watching me all day, I'd be satisfied,” Rosie cooed like he was too perfect a man. They had no right to swoon over him, when he was my bodyguard without my permission. I didn't say that though, I would've sounded cheesy so instead, I gulped down a glass and poured another.

It was as if a rock had fallen on Deya - her knees trembled, her breath caught. She was in a small room. Twilight reigned here, the windows were covered with thick curtains, but Deya knew that it was already deep night and the moon was rising. Directly in front of her is the altar of the Goddess. A white statue of a translucent solid stone depicting a girl wrapped in a long robe with wide sleeves. Hands are folded on the chest, and the face is hidden by a hood. No one has ever seen the face of the Goddess. An open hearth is built under the statue, the flame burns evenly - this is the only source of light, and because of this, strange twisting shadows crawl along the walls. Or is it dark in t

Today had to be perfect, or at least as close to perfect as I could manage. I swung my legs off the bed and took a steadying breath. Today, I would be Anna, the professional bodyguard, competent, strong, unshakable. No trace of my past, no sign of weakness. Today, my identity, my daughter, and the desperate life I was fighting to protect depended on my ability to perform flawlessly.

It smelled like incense, the aroma rich and complex, with notes of sandalwood and myrrh. My eyes slowly fell on her tattooed arms, my curiosity piqued. The tattoos weren't the usual ones, at least not a pattern I knew, consisting mostly of letters and Cyrillic-like characters that seemed to dance across her skin. I found myself drawn to the tattoos, wondering what story they told and what secrets they held. My question was, why so many? Almost seventy percent of her upper body was covered in it. "You are looking at my arms?" Lyanna raised them up. "These, are the words of our Goddess and ancient scriptures. You know of our Goddess right? The one that created us?"

"There's no need for this." The few Elders present were watching me with wary expressions that I knew would be accompanied by thoughts that were not in my favour. I couldn't think of a worse situation to find myself in given the events that would soon be taking place. "You are blessed by the Goddess' hand. May she keep you safe," the first woman said. "For it is within your presence, guided by our Great Mother, that we must ask of you to keep us safe. Praise be our Saintess."

The smaller woman quickly followed suit, placing her hand over her heart. “My Goddess” the big woman spoke, her voice was loud and hard, and it carried a powerful aura with it. “Beta Elaine, Miss Alyse. This is my Mate and the Triple Goddess” Gunner said to them. They both stood and walked a little closer to us. “Oh, she’s beautiful” the small woman whispered and covered her smiling mouth with her hand. Her eyes filled with unshed tears and a small sob escaped her. I can’t say someone has become this emotional when meeting me before. Excited, shocked, maybe joyful, but not emotional like this. It’s strange.

But the Moon Goddess said George pick the right woman to be her mate, and her voice was like a physical weight that pressed down on the shoulders of the envious women until they were forced to drop to their knees. The goddess appeared once more, but this time she did not look kind and gentle; she looked like a warrior queen who was tired of the small-mindedness of her own children. She stood behind George and Ashley, her glowing hands resting on their shoulders to show that they were under her personal protection for the rest of their lives.