De Guardaespaldas Novels & Stories

But he was looking past my head. With a poker face, I stepped away from him. Ian, Adrian and Zelda were standing away from the others. "Who the hell is filling your head with shit like this? I am not ordering you. It was a duty call. And I asked you to get ready. Isn't it the reason why we are called the guardians in the first place? Or are you here for some unknown reason I have not known by now?" I asked the others in an annoyed tone while massaging my temples. We didn't have much time for that stupid debating contest. But they seemed to be enjoying it very much. I was fuming in anger. It almost felt like they were speaking someone else's words. Audrey's words to be very specific.

I had a message to give and I would not rest until u have Done that. “Hey you!” I turned to find a guard behind me. He looked extremely huge. The Volcans were known to have the best security and army of fighters. Luckily for the Desma Pack, they rarely made use of these army Because they were cowards. They would rather suck up to their enemy than say the Truth.

The gate itself is exceptionally large and wide, designed to accommodate heavy tragic such as wagons, merchants, cavalry or military formations. Thick wooden doors reinforced with iron bands stand shut, and at the ground level, two organized groups of guards stand watch on either side of the gateway. Clad in blue uniforms and carrying shields and spears, they form symmetrical formations flanking the entrance. Their disciplined posture reinforces the impression that Cidade dos escravos is secure and heavily defended. “Magical disenchantment,” Supervivente said. “I just need to get close.” Luz’s amber eyes studied Supervivente with a mic of scepticism and calculation. The old man’s tattered cl

"This is too easy." "That's what worries me," Isla whispered. Then Nyra reappeared, her eyes wide. "There's only one guard," she hissed. "At the relic shrine. And he's not moving." "Trap?" Pablo asked. "Or bait," I said. "Either way, we go in." We split up, circling around the shrine through the underbrush. From here, I could see the guard's armour. Blackened iron with the Pinewood crest. I stepped closer... and froze.

Its pulsing glow heightened by the darkness. Wrapped around their heads were multi-colored cloth that matched the bahag they were wearing. Exposing their lean and muscled legs. Pintados. The oldest, ancient and secretive breed of warriors, task to protect the kingdom. Living in secrecy, appearing only when imminent danger threatens the peace of Constancia. Even Wulfric himself, a general of the Royal Guards, is fascinated with the mystery shrouding their existence.

I had a message to give and I would not rest until u have Done that. "Hey you!" I turned to find a guard behind me. He looked extremely huge. The Volcans were known to have the best security and army of fighters. Luckily for the Desma Pack, they rarely made use of these army Because they were cowards. They would rather suck up to their enemy than say the Truth.

He's carrying a baseball bat, a bag of dart pins, a boomerang and a swiss knife. “Here,” giving the baseball bat to Zend, the boomerang to Clyne and the swiss knife to Usher. “What are these?” Usher wondered. “Weapons, Usher,” Vince replied. “Why would you think we're going to need it? It's not like we're going to a war,” Usher replied. “Who knows Usher. What if we find the kidnappers now and they are armed with guns? At least these could come in handy.” Usher let out a sigh.

He smiled his oily smile back and spoke again. “My name is Juan Alvarez. I own Alvarez brothers salsa. As well as Alvarez avocado farm. The biggest in Columbia actually. Well anyway, I wanted to stop by. Mr. Shargese, the owner of this place is a friend of mine and I told him that you would love this cottage.”

This was the first time I had ever heard of someone breaking into Mexico though. “We are arriving.” Kellan responded a minute later as Cyran helped me to sit up. Jade pulled in front of a villa, which looked to be highly guarded. It reminded me of the way a Mexican drug cartel lived. Armed guards moved around the area, as if they were ready to gun down an intruder. There were some standing guard as if they were statues. “Don’t worry. Kellan and I won’t let anyone harm you. Believe it or not, they are friends of ours.” Cyran assured me as he got out of the car, with Kellan following suit.

When Zane allowed Ron to see the gun peeking out from under his thick vest, Ron's face gradually turned to panic. His big, round eyes widened as if he had just encountered something quite scary. This is the police station, why does Zane dare to carry a gun on him? Is he not afraid that the police will search his body? Ron was not a stupid person, he knew Zane's warning was true, and this was not a joke. However, Ron's curiosity and dark fear made him unable to help but look at Celine with curious eyes. What is the relationship between Celine and this man? Why do they know each other? Is this man dangerous or not?