Gardevoir X Human Novels & Stories

Her hair was braided on one side showing an ear full of piercings. “Calm down Damina this one is Gar, he is in charge of watching over Noel when Carden and I are busy. He needs some help upping his training.” She looked Gar up and down pulled out the sucker. She had wolf teeth in human form, “Oh this is going to be fun. Gloria has been wanting to fight another one since the scouts.” “Whose scouts did you have fun with?” I asked the wolf mouth girl looked at me with wolf-like eyes as she looked to me.

They say the guards are there to keep me safe, but they are really just spies making sure the Lost Luna Heiress does not run away into the trees. Genevieve brought two massive guards for this trip to Crimson Moon City. They are the only wolves she could bribe to help her force an illegal mate bond. Whenever the family leaves the lodge, those two guards look at me like I am a piece of fresh deer meat. I call them Growler and Mean-Eyes. Mean-Eyes even tried to touch my tail when he helped me up the stairs after Genevieve put sleeping root in my water. I have to escape these awful wolves right now.

As he approached the guards and the beaten vampire, a hush fell over the onlookers. "Enough," Alpha Xavier's voice boomed, cutting through the tension like a blade. The guards immediately ceased their assault, stepping back to create a path for their leader. The vampire, bloodied and bruised, struggled to stand, his weakened form a stark contrast to the imposing figure of Alpha Xavier. Alpha Xavier's gaze locked with the vampire's, his piercing blue eyes shimmering with authority. "Who are you and what brings you to my territory?" The vampire, his voice strained and filled with defiance, managed to rasp out a response. "I am Victor, a vampire seeking refuge. I was lost and hungry, but I mean

My eyes were closed so I do not know how or when it happened but all of a sudden the guards drop me unto the sandy ground and the king has my chin in a fearsome grip and his face is just a few inches away from mine. I almost let out a few chuckle but the situation I was currently in was one that no one had ever lived to tell the tale of it. His eyes were red and I could swear that he looked even bigger than he was just a few moments ago. Was it because he now closer to me. He looked like a beast on two legs staring down on his prey. It was very frightening a sight and once again, I was reminded of just how helpless we humans weee in comparison to the werewolves.

She replied. I gaped at her intensely as I wondered what the hell a human was doing in these parts. Or was she some kind of mystical being? I’ve heard that there are some other kinds of supernatural beings in other parts of the world. But not here. These parts are strictly ‘werewolf only' territory. Although some humans have managed to infiltrate at some point, they were driven away and some of them were killed. “What are you doing in these--” As I was about to ask her what she was doing here, I was interrupted by that pain in my head again. It was as severe as the first time.

Werewolves are big and muscular, making it so that if you see a werewolf, you immediately recognize it. This man is small but not skinny. He looks human, which makes me wonder. Why would the Alpha replace the old gardener with a human? I wish I could go to the garden right now and talk to him, but I’m weak and Damon refuses to let me out until I am completely healed. Once I’m healed, I’ll find out who this new gardener is. I don’t remember seeing him before anywhere. As I continue staring out at the garden, the doors to the alpha’s chambers push open. I turn my gaze toward the dominant and muscular man as he walks toward me.

I wanted to show him our land, and also I felt if the pack members saw us together, they wouldn’t be worried about a stranger. “Eventually. It’s hard to bring humans into our world because most don’t understand. We’d be telling people that the stories they heard as children are actually true and some can’t handle it. That’s why it’s forbidden, unless it deals with mates. If we stay in the shadows, it lowers the dangers toward us” I explained. “What kind of dangers?” he questioned. “Rogues and hunters. Rogues are werewolves that went insane. They’ve lost all of their humanity and gained bloodlust for other wolves. While hunters are humans that know of our existence and seek to wipe us away fr

I yelled. A hand made contact with my back and I jumped in worry, but my nerves eased when I saw that it was just Xander. “It's just me,” he assured me as he pulled my body close to his. I didn't mind the gesture. He probably wanted to make sure I was safe. We passed all the tables and Jorah led the way to another area that had guards at its entrance. “The VIP section,” Xander clarified. Astonishment filled me and I wondered if they had a double life. They were werewolves, yet they had businesses in the human world.

He shook the thought out of his head. Kimberly saw him watching —staring —but she didn't blink or turn away. She stared right back. He was very handsome. She thought. And boy, were his eyes eating her up. She could feel it from where she stood. And she was giving it right back. The helicopter landed. Before they could board, there was a yell from behind the house. Asher swore and turned in that direction. "Two guards" James said into his earpiece. "Son of a bitch. Early shift change. They just drove up. Paul, get down. On your left—"

“What’s done is done. When you get home, take this matter seriously. I will send a security unit. They will work together and will keep your family safe from all kinds of danger as best as they can.” Gareth nodded. “Thank you for saving me twice. You might not admit it, but I think you did something to make the trucks fly over our car. It’s unbelievable even though I saw it with my own eyes, but… one of my friends once told me that the vampires and werewolves are real. A-Are you perhaps one of their kind?” Gabe softly shook his head. “I’m perfectly human. They call me Alpha, but I have nothing to do with those creatures of darkness you speak of. I have my own story.”