Fitzgerald Shield Novels & Stories

“She deserves nothing but the best.” Beside me, my groom beamed with happiness, oblivious to the turmoil roaring inside me. I met his gaze, but I was unable to look into his eyes for more than a few seconds, feeling a pang of sadness knowing that our marriage was built on deception. Mr Anderson Shield, is the sole heir to Shield Pictures, the leading film production company in Hollywood. A man known for his dedication and charisma in the way he managed his business, the only son born to the late Mr. and Mrs Shield, founders of the lavish empire.

“You’ve been chosen not because you’re fearless, but because you act even when you are afraid. What we face now is not just digital sabotage or political slander. It’s psychological warfare. They want us paranoid. Divided. Quiet.” Ruth stepped beside her and held up a tablet. “This is Project Shield. Tiered encryption. Internal verification. No file moves without two-factor clearance. No transfer without traceable logs. If you’re compromised, even emotionally, we’ll know.” Miles chimed in from the side, “We’ve also introduced anonymous distress protocols. If you feel watched or followed—hit the emergency tap. It alerts three of us and begins digital lockdown instantly.” Lena nodded. “We’re n

“Now talk, you filth.” Doctor Shields spits blood on the floor, then laughs maniacally. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he says, then he spits more blood on the floor. “You have no idea the reach the people I work for have. So, if you think you’re safe or that they don’t know where I am, then you’re delusional.” “Then if we’re not safe and probably going to die, then what’s the harm in talking to us?” I ask.

Maybe he knew I wouldn't listen. "No," he agreed, the truth simple and heavy. "You're not. You're... different. You got caught in the battle. But you're also the shield, Veronica. The thing they want to break to get to me. The thing I need to protect." "Collateral." I nodded slowly, the word hurting like a slap. "And the flag. So let's talk about the shield's protection. Elias. Who is he, really? And what did 'neutralized' mean, Leonard? Please. Just simple words."

He had many questions about how her vocal projection ability worked, but he chose to observe for now. The third person was ranked #88. Zen didn’t know if they were male or female, but he introduced his mafia name as “Impenetrable Shield”. The human shield had a lab manufactured material fused with his bones. After the fusion, blades and bullets cannot do his bones any harm. This person was a walking human shield even if they still bled, and Zen was slightly horrified.

Get dressed. > The corporate shield cracked open instantly, a cold wave of adrenaline completely vaporizing the residual warmth of the bed. The survival instinct that had kept Liam afloat through years of financial instability roared to life. This wasn’t just a PR hitch anymore. This was the final, devastating collapse of his athletic foundation. If the residency was canceled, his stipend would default, his ice time would be revoked, and his entire career would be relegated to the scrap heap before the national selectors even finalized their brackets.

"How did it bypass the shield?" "It did not bypass it! It read the frequency specifications it purchased and found the one gap in our coverage! The shield is designed to repel energy-based attacks and physical objects! This thing is neither! It reads as a conceptual anomaly! A gap in the definitions! The shield does not know what it is, so it does not know to block it!" Jack's blood turned to ice. Someone had bought their shield specifications, analyzed the architecture, found the conceptual blind spot, and threaded through it like a needle through fabric.

My desk is exactly where I left it yesterday, buried under a mountain of paperwork, three different coffee cups I forgot to throw away, and a sticky note from June that just says DON'T FORGET in his aggressive handwriting. I sit down, power on my computer, and pull up the partnership files. Foxe Shield. CEO of Shield Industries. Twenty-nine years old. Net worth estimated at somewhere north of five hundred million. Specializes in tech acquisitions and venture capital. No social media presence, not even LinkedIn. No scandals. No messy public breakups. Nothing. The man is a freaking ghost. The only photo I can find is a professional headshot from some business magazine article, and even that lo

Instantly, the two fought! However, Fitzgerald was like an undefeated warrior at this moment. He blasted Zayn away with just a few moves! Swoosh! The next second, Griffin Pavilion Master Dahlia Una joined the battle and fought Fitzgerald! Then, the four pavilion masters took turns fighting Fitzgerald! Even so, Fitzgerald still had the strength to fight back. Bang! Zayn’s kick carried the roar of a tiger and hit Fitzgerald on the side of his face. Fitzgerald was sent flying out like a meteor and crashed into several walls before he tumbled heavily on the ground. He left a long deep pit!

My question shattered the false peace in the dining hall. Everyone stared at me in shock, especially my parents. They didn't know the whole truth of why I’d left. Cedric sat frozen, his lips parted, but no words came out. "You don't remember? It's fine. I remember for you." I took a deep breath, like I was stepping up to a witness stand, and began to list his crimes. "In the Gloomwood, when the shadow hounds attacked, you used me as her human shield. You let their claws tear my back to shreds."