Eyes Up Guardian 소설 & 이야기

Miranda did not respond once and the sun was now rising and he was drifting from consciousness. He felt hands on him and when he opened his eyes they hurt. He kept them open for this vision of an angel before him. Disappointed that she would cause him so much pain when she touched him. He growled and tried to move his hands to his chest. “The Guardian blessed you! You are awake.” “Leave me!” He grimaced in pain as she wiped the stink smelly cream into his chest. He had little energy to do anything else. “Drink this.” He resisted. “Help me move you to that building over there out of the sun and sheltered. You need stitches and if I do it here they will open again when I try to drag you. I hav

Elle kept on marching up the hills angrily determined to get to the warehouse, she was almost so close to the warehouse when she saw a guardian in front of her baring his teeth, she immediately shrieked and hid behind a tree. She peeked out from the tree and saw at least 10 guardians walking around with red eyes, baring their teeth. She quickly took notice of their position; 4 were standing a few steps away from her, 3 were just roaming around and the other 3 were standing protectively in front of the warehouse. "Okay, Elle you got this. Just distract them, quickly enter the warehouse and get the decors" with that she picked up 3 stones and threw them in random directions, making the guardia

said the man. "Just a little. Ten. " Dark said plainly. "Fine, you can still come here and help me." Trans sighed. "I'll help you, don't worry," Dark added Dark turned to his watch. 'It's time.' Dark stood up, took his gloves and coat from the drawer and put them on. Death Guardian Invisibility Coat serves as their protection to normal people's eyes. The only people who can see them are people who have died and are called people with strange abilities or a third eye.

“Hey, Hope. It’s good to have you home.” “I thought you said touching is bad,” Tanya says from beside me. Emlyn smiles and steps back. “Ms. Edwards, it’s nice to meet you,” she says, extending her hand. “Oh, fuck that. I’m hugging her,” Riley says, pulling Tanya into a hug. Tanya gives me a terrified look. “Luna Grace, and therefore her daughters Alphas Emlyn and Riley, are Guardians. The rules aren’t exactly the same for them,” I say.

It was an awful feeling. I could barely speak without gritting my teeth. "Stop messing with me… I'm just a security guard. If my superior finds out, I could lose my job." Ms. Bombshell chuckled. She wrapped her hand around my manhood through my pants, gently squeezing it. "Think about it, Mr. Ziegler. Do you want me to give you a hand, or would you rather keep your boring job?" Her hand was small, but her grip was frightening. I found myself slowly melting away in her grasp.

the sap into the infants' mouths, the violet-eyed babies latching on with a desperate, predatory instinct. ​“They’re stabilizing, Elara,” Killian whispered, appearing at my side. He looked hollowed out, his shadow-form reduced to a thin, flickering outline around his boots. He held a small, violet-eyed girl in his massive, scarred arms, his touch surprisingly gentle. “But the 'Eye' in the sky is closing in. The 'Static-Drifts' in the Tundra are clearing. They’ll be at the gates by midnight.” ​“Let them come,” I muttered, my vision blurring from exhaustion. “We’re not just defending a Vault anymore. We’re defending a Genotype.”

Blue and black energy collided above the gate. Like two storms fighting each other. Then Lily saw it. Standing directly before the gate. Waiting. Watching. The Final Guardian. Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Because it wasn't a monster. It wasn't a king. It wasn't even alive. It looked like a giant knight forged from crystal. Thirty feet tall. Blue armor. Blue sword. Blue eyes. Its body glowed with ancient power. Then the Guardian slowly opened its eyes. The chamber shook. Then a voice echoed everywhere.

"Last night—" "It was real," he said simply. "Whatever else happens. It was real." I felt those words settle somewhere important. My phone buzzed again from my jacket pocket. The fourteenth message becoming the fifteenth. I thought about the document. Visibility index: ninety-four out of a hundred. The current yield is three hundred and forty units weekly. Recommended continued investment. I thought about Kenny's hands gripping me like a shield against something coming. About Zara's face when she'd said Dain's name. About the pack meeting and the cold efficiency of forty supernatural beings managing their position in a hierarchy built entirely on being watched.

My shoulders tighten in fear and the left corner of the blue-eyed prisoners mouth lifts up in a barely noticeable half smirk, and I zap the bastard. Guards come rushing out of the door at the sounds of the gurgled scream coming out of mister blue-eyes and I zap him again, just for good measure. Seeing there’s nothing going on, they trudge their way back inside. Probably to fill themselves up with whiskey and beer. I walk the line once more, not a single shifter daring to lift its eyes to me, before I make my own way back inside. I can’t help but wonder who is left out there, strong and rebellious enough to let their voice carry all the way to our headquarters.

my mom says, taking charge. “I can walk Mom, get the pups,” I say, seeing Lynn’s kids huddled in a corner. “My babies…” Lynn says, looking terrified that we're going to hurt them. As the others carry Maeve, Meadow and Tate out of the building, my mother turns to Lynn. “I am Guardian Angel. I understand that you have asked for the protection of the Guardians. While my mate and my sons can offer you that, I am a true Guardian. No harm will come to you or your pups while you are under my protection.”