Book Reviews The Guardian Novels & Stories

I snarled, baring my fangs and feeling the hate and destruction of my wolf sweep up again. “Who are you?!” My claws ruined the tiles. I wasn’t in the joking mood anymore. “Page 247. Does that sound familiar?” I snarled. “What are you talking about?” I snarled, fighting the urge to pounce and tear him to pieces. “Did your father not give you the book? Did you not read it?” My snarling stopped instantly. Page 247 of the Book of the Living Gem? I… I read it. It was about… a guardian that lived in the forest.

One little girl tripped, scattering the books she carried. Before anyone else could react, Nova knelt to help gather them. "Thank you," the child said shyly. Nova noticed the title of one book. Heroes of Blackthorn. She smiled. "Do you like stories?" The little girl nodded enthusiastically. "I want to become a Guardian one day." "Why?" "So I can protect people." Nova gently handed back the last book. "Then remember something." The girl looked up. "The greatest Guardians protect people long before they ever have to draw a sword."

my mother said without looking up. I couldn’t laugh. “Read the rest,” I begged. My mother swallowed hard. “The Guardian is not born when the world is at peace. She is born when humanity plots its betrayal and magic grows arrogant. She will be marked by a seal that will protect her mind until the enemy reveals the gateway. Her heart will walk in fear, but her will will be iron. The wolf who finds her will not be able to possess her, for if he tries to make her a cage, the Veil will reject him. He will only be able to walk beside her as a shield and not as a master.”

About what it is to be the daughter of a man who trusted the truth more than he trusted his own safety. The book is reviewed in three national publications in the week of its release. Two of the reviews are the kind that a first-time author does not anticipate receiving — serious and specific and written by people who have read it rather than read about it. The third review is in a financial publication and is largely concerned with the Blackwood Holdings story as a corporate narrative, which is not the book I wrote. I read it with the equanimity of someone who has learned that not every reader is your reader and that this does not diminish the ones who are.

“I didn’t ask for this! I’m now whatever you think I am, I’m not” You are the Guardian. My breath caught. The word echoed in my mind, heavier than it should have been. Guardian. Protector. Savior. That’s what they had told me. That’s what I was supposed to be. “But guardians don’t destroy,” I said, my voice cracking. “They don’t break the world apart.” No. The voice softened. Almost… gentle. They control it. The air shifted. The cracks pulsed once more and then, slowly, they began to close.

That felt like a dagger piercing my heart repeatedly. Actually, I am a guardian to a mafia king, Romano Starvo. We called him Lord Romano, but not me. I called him father. He found me on the lying road almost lifeless when I was ten and kept me under his roof. In return, I served him. I became his right hand, and he was the only person who knew my real identity.

“Don’t tell me you…?” “You are right,” he said, cutting me off before I could finish speaking. “The reason I never gave my full attention to being her Guardian was because I felt something strange the very first time I saw her. I would rather spend eternity tending to flocks of sheep, or guarding simple creatures of the earth, than be responsible for protecting a mortal like her—especially one who is so beautiful, so gentle, so pure and innocent.” I was completely stunned by his confession. My brother… is in love with the human who was assigned to me as my mission?

The South Regent had told her everything, and she was shocked when she learned that Jeremy had decided to put himself in harm's way. Jeremy had done well, perfectly completing what her brother could not accomplish. It was just unfortunate that he got involved with someone as useless as Stephen. Now, all their efforts were wasted. Both Fabian and Jeremy had sacrificed themselves for nothing. Ethan took out two books and handed them to Ginny. "Before Jeremy left, he got these signed for you." Ginny took the books, momentarily lost in thought. They were Ethan's globally bestselling works, each with his signature on the first page. Getting Ethan's autograph was something her brother had wanted t

Ansel never raises his voice at anyone unless it's a serious matter, and right now she's scared she might have let Amanda walk right into danger. She slapped her forehead and scoffed, "of course I led her into danger" she mumbled to herself and fell to the ground, tears rolling down her cheeks "please be safe Amanda, please" Ansel halted when he saw the 10 guardians crowded together in one spot "oh God no" he muttered and ran towards them, pushing them away as soon as he got close to them. The sight before him immediately made him halt in his step, an almost lifeless Elle laid before him in a pool of her own blood with four open slashes on her chest "you stupid bastards" he growled out as he

" The guard said. My brows furrowed as I wondered what could be so urgent that he wanted to see me 'immediately'? Hell, he should be choking to his death right about now. Why the hell does he want to see me? I took one last bite of the chicken casserole that was on my plate, and made for the door. I opened the door, and the guard escorted me to the dining hall. I got there and met Damian sitting on one end of the dinning table, with his food on the table. The food looked untouched, and I wondered why he hadn't eaten anything yet. But nevertheless, I proceeded to meet him. "You sent for me, alpha." I said as I moved closer to him. He nodded slowly while he stroked his circle beard. Just befo