Gardevoir X Novels & Stories

Xavier said excitedly, “Our savior is here for a visit. Of course, I have to be here!” “Our savior?” Charles frowned. Only four people were in the room, including himself, his father, Ethan, and Justin. Who could be the savior that his father was talking about? The director of the Security Bureau or Ethan? Xavier spotted Ethan on the couch and quickly went forward to greet the man. “Our savior! We finally met again! You still look young and full of energy. “My wife has been talking about you, and now that I’ve finally seen you in person, I will tell her later that you’re doing great. I’m sure she’ll be happy to know.”

“Don't you talk to my mom like that Raphaella r I swear I'll…” “Silence Juliana” Isabella ordered, Juliana bit her lips furiously and held her tongue. Isabella stood up from her seat calmly and smiled up at Raphaella. Raphaella hated the guts of this woman so much, and her crazy Barbie wannabe daughter… They were both gold diggers, and they came to reap what they did not sow. “Your new bodyguard will soon be here,” Isabella informed Raphaella, gasping. How dare she?..

I wasn’t really sure what to expect and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. Xaden gave me a reassuring smile as we stopped in front of the pack border patrol. The large sign said, “Welcome to Dawnguard Pride.” My stomach twisted with nerves as the border patrol walked around the guard, searching for… I wasn’t sure what. “It’s routine,” Xaden explained from beside me. “They are just making sure we aren’t a danger to the pack.” I bit my lip and nodded, waiting with bated breath for the patrol as he stopped at the driver’s window, and spoke with our driver. He answered a couple of questions before rolling down the back windows for them to get a glimpse of us. The border patrol bowed to Xad

“Go. Please.” Garrett looked like he hated every second of it, but he nodded. “I’ll be right outside if you need anything.” He walked past Xander, shoulders stiff. The door shut with a soft click. Xander moved so fast she barely saw it. One second he was by the door, the next her back was against the counter and his arms were on either side of her, trapping her. His smell hit her hard—pine trees and campfire smoke, the same scent that used to make her feel safe. The mate bond woke up in her chest, warm and annoying, pulling at her even now.

I work as a security guard at a luxury residential complex. My daily routine is simple but demands attention to detail. I register visitors, patrol the grounds, help residents park or move items, and handle occasional emergencies. One morning, a man suddenly showed up at the security booth. He wore an expensive suit and a luxury watch—clearly one of the wealthy residents. He placed a paper bag full of cash on the table and said: “Could you do me a favor in the underground parking garage? Afterward, this money is yours.”

He growled at the guard in retaliation. Xavier watched the rogue pathetically for a while before asking in a deep and quiet voice, "why did you trespass my territory and attack my pack member?" "None of it's your territory you bloody bastard...." Gbam! Bones cracking were heard as the rogue fell to the floor and spat out blood severally. He groaned painfully and the guard that punched him lifted him up only to punch him severally on the face till it was a bloody mess. He made him kneel again and the alpha repeated, "why did you trespass my territory and attack my pack members?"

The man in question was on his knees, bowed low as he trembled and stammered his pleas for forgiveness. The door opened at that moment, all attention turning to it. Garrick stepped into the room, seemingly unperturbed by whatever tension was in the air or even the sight of the man kneeling on the floor. His amber eyes flicked to me and I cringed. For some reason, I especially hated him seeing me like this. “What?” Xaden practically growled, furious at the interruption. Garrick’s expression never flickered. He bowed. “You asked me to inform you when the Gamma one squad arrived. They’ve brought Landon Pierce.”

"The storm is lifting along the western ridge. The Elemental has cleared a path if the scribe wants to see the boundaries before dusk." Maeve smiled softly, standing up and smoothing her heather-green shawl. "Perfect timing, Garrick. Rebecca, this is Garrick. The guardian of our daylight hours." Garrick stepped into the library, his nostrils flaring slightly as he took a breath of the air. Rebecca watched his eyes widen microscopically as he caught the scent of the room—the mingling of her natural scent with the phantom jasmine of Lucian’s mother, and the heavy, electric resonance of the mate bond. A flash of profound reverence, mixed with a sudden, fierce protectiveness, crossed his rugged

Hayden agreed. "I need to lay eyes on her, which means I need to search your vehicle," the dark-haired man said. "No, you don't. You need to let your partner open the gate," Hayden said in a menacing tone both guards understood. "Go on through. I will have a chat with my associate after you are on your way to the pack house," the second guard said with a tired smile as he opened the gate for Hayden. "Have a good night, sir."

She got a little closer to his young face and purred, “Now, Deputy Carter, you make sure you send me a copy of that video. Send it to the Garvey email address. It’s on our website.” “Oh, yes, ma’am,” Carter said with vigor. “Let’s go you nut,” Goldman said to Carter.