Gardevoir X Gallade Novels & Stories

Finally, the gem was out. The Gardener dropped it on the Cave floor, letting it roll however it would like. He held Gaya in his arms while she drew her last breath. As she moved closer to death, his chains glowed green and began to fade away. “Oh my love, if only you had stayed in love with only me, it wouldn't have been this way.” She smiled up at him, fighting to speak. “Many I may love, but you will always be my Moon.”

There was no mistaking the love that shone between them, and it made him smile despite the worrying circumstances that had brought them all together. Gard was perched on the side of his desk looking bored as they waited for the last invitee to arrive. His eyes kept lingering on the window, his body language tense. Rafe's lips quirked as he watched him. Once a Guardian, always a Guardian. He doubted the six thousand year old vampire would ever be able to break that habit even though his life had changed so much in the last quarter of a century. Rafe shifted his stance slightly wanting the meeting to start but lacking the final person to get things underway. He sighed when he heard the sound o

“But don’t think too much about it in the meantime, alright? You wouldn’t want to derail your progress there. Anyway, that’s all. Maliya and I will handle things here in Moonshire while you’re preoccupied. Use the bracelet if you need anything else from me. Bye.” The swan bowed to Gallahan in farewell, then erupted into a shower of glittering dust of magic. I watched with rapt attention as Gallahan tried to gather his composure and heave it back to shore before it could get lost in the stormy sea of his anger. His eyes were screwed shut, focusing himself on taking even and steady breaths over and over again. And as curious as I was about the matter with the Drummonds that got him so worked u

The voice shocked him as he turned to find a very beautiful naked Evander behind him. Evander burned worried eyes into his and smiled. “Is everything alright?” he asked. “No,” Gouria replied. “You haven't slept a wink. I have been watching.” Evander told him. “You can tell me anything.” “I can't sleep,” Gouria whispered. “I noticed.” “He is waiting for me.” “Who is?” “Gaad!” “The Dark Lord!” “You’ve heard of him?” Gouria asked surprised. “Who hasn't? He is the most evil I ever saw!”

Watching as the girl breathed heavily, Gerald simply replied, “Indeed I am. You can call me Xadrian.” “Thank you for saving us, Xadrian!” said Meredith as she continued staring at him. Giya herself had also been staring at Gerald this entire time. When he had blushed earlier, she couldn’t help but feel that even his blush resembled Gerald’s. “There’s no need to thank me! Regardless, there may still be other beasts or monsters lurking nearby, so let’s get both of you out to safety first!” replied Gerald as he stood up before scanning through their environment. He paused when he saw what seemed to be the faint outlines of a stone door that was slightly concealed behind some rocks.

The sky cracks wider, and the first echo falls through-a girl with Eden's eyes and Veyra's thorns. **"See?"** Talin smiles, blood pooling at his feet. **"It's saving us."** --- **The Gardeners** They come at twilight-echoes of the dead, reborn as hybrid guardians. Eden tends to the sprout's roots, his hands steady, his voice a stranger's. Veyra's thorned doppelgänger patrols the field, gutting any creature that strays too close. The Hunter's echo avoids me, his roots coiled tight, as if ashamed.

Perseus shook his head. "Of course he did. Your Cousin Imelda. She stuck up for Lira a while back after one of the warriors was overstepping. Imelda put him in his place, and after she settled and got her life sorted, she came back here and helped train Lira and a few of the other female warriors. But that is a story for a different day. I must be off, but I do hope next time I meet you that it is under different circumstances." I didn't get to say bye; he was out of the door before I could. The doors swung open again, and in stepped the last person I wanted to see right now. Garren was had on a black t-shirt, black breeches, and gray furs that hung over his shoulders, an emblem shaped like

The loom was behind her, its threads now a soft glow, woven with the love that had bound her hollowness to the nexus’s core, saving all realities. The heart star’s light bathed the plateau, its warmth a quiet reminder of her new role as guardian. Kade leaned against her, his wounds healed, his amber eyes bright with love, his claws sheathed but ready. Selene hovered nearby, her violet glow steady, her spectral form a beacon of wisdom.

Rhychard didn't care what Kree said; he was an overgrown watchdog sent to babysit the human Warrior. Tryna had told him the coshey chose to join Rhychard. Warriors always had an elven hound as their companion, and the two were bonded for life. When Jamairlo died, the gargoyles also killed his coshey, Meelim. Rhychard hadn't seen the elven hound fight but had seen its corpse. It had surprised the other Sidhe Warriors and the coshey when Kree left the Land Under and joined with Rhychard.

He lets out a cry that echoes across the realm. Let them come. Let them try. I place a note upon the headmaster’s desk. It appears with a flicker of violet-blue light and a soft thump as an ancient ruby lands beside it, warm to the touch, thrumming with alarm magic. Malric, The wards have been awakened. I have deployed the following guardians: Storin and Glorin – Front Gate Gargoyles Kiana – Sky Patrol, Serpent of Flame Flan – Bell Tower Griffin, Vision Guard