Frozen Tangled Guardians Novels & Stories

Under the power of the word, their bodies were gradually annihilated. Soon, the two guardians at the peak of the Chaos Omnia Rank disappeared before the Chaos Tablet. They died in the hands of Taran. Taran’s expression remained nonchalant after killing the two guardians as if they were nothing to him. As he walked forward, a crack appeared on the Chaos Tablet. Then, he entered the Chaos Arena. Following the deaths of the two guardians, the scene projected by the guardians disappeared. “What’s going on?” “Where did the scene go? I can’t see the situation in the Chaos Arena.”

I clear my throat quietly and bring myself to focus as she repeats herself once more. “Alpha Wade,” she says slowly, making sure I am paying attention this time. “I, Aliauna Fletcher, 115th Guardian of the Guardian sect, bind myself to you. It is my honor and my mission to protect you at all costs, My life is forfeit if it means that you may survive. My blade and my body are weapons for you to use as protection. I am your shield, your sword, and your confidant.” She takes the stone dagger off the pillow between us and she lifts it up to the sky.

my wolf cusses in my head and I accidently growl out loud making Tara jump in her seat. “fck, I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to growl at you, it’s just…. Sigh… the woman you speak of is not your mother, or maybe I should say not your birthmother,.. and this pendant certainly did not come from us.” Tara remains silent but I can see her mind reeling with this information. “If I’m right, this is actually used to suppress the spirit bond… If it’s okay with you, I would like to try something.”

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.

The screen loaded for a second before it was filled with three familiar faces. Mica, looking smug as ever, her dark curls bouncing as she adjusted her camera. Cassie, already grinning like a gremlin. And Gladz, already rolling her eyes, clearly questioning why she answered the call in the first place. Can’t blame her. I feel the same. Cassie gasped dramatically, clutching her chest. [“Oh my God, Mica! You’re alive? I thought you got kidnapped and sold off or something. It’s been two weeks!”]

Vlad Cornell * "Hand over all your weapons and gadgets to us." The guard ordered arrogantly, assuming I was Alaric. I had mentioned it before. I had multiple gifts, and I would thank my mom for that. I took out Alaric’s wallet and phone from my phone and gave them to him. "All your gadgets. We know Maverick Wright is good at implanting a bomb even in the watch," he hissed. ‘How dare he order us?’ My Lycan, Titan, growled in my mind.

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.