Gardevoir X Trainer Fanfic Novels & Stories

I thought for a moment, picking up a mace which I would never be able to handle in a fight. “Who trained you?” She fingered the edge of a sword in silence for a few seconds before she replied. “His name was Horax. I was thirteen when I became a trainee guardian and Horax was the only one willing to take on someone so young, since he was only eighteen and already looked down upon by most of the other guardians. By the time I was sixteen, I was madly in love with him and he was in love with me.” I heard the pain in her voice as she spoke of him.

"Anyways, back to you. You have nothing to worry about tonight. If anyone has enough self-control to resist their primal urges, it's Garren. He will put your needs before his own every single time. It's what makes him such an amazing ruler." I gave her a tight smile fighting back the emotions that filled me. I knew exactly how far Garren would push his limits because I knew him more now than before. But I hoped that after this battle, I could be the one to help him let go of the guilt and teach him how to live again. "Lira." Hunter's voice cut our conversation short. Both Lira and I froze, turning to look at the male, who made it a point never to speak to any of the trainees unless necessary

“ I just want to say I’m sorry for what happened. I shouldn’t have taken that step.” “Well you shouldn’t have. We can’t lie about that,” I reply, still feigning anger. He steps closer. “Am I forgiven, now?” I draw in a deep breath. “Well, I’ll think about it if you show me how good of a trainer you are.” He smiles. “Absolutely. I think it’s a fair deal.” “Good.” Training begins as usual the next morning, but with a difference. Damien is now my trainer. And I don’t know if it’s such a good idea because working in this close to basically leaves me fighting for air and strength.

The place is deserted, and we are sitting on the low wall, with Malevolent in Azura’s lap as she strokes and scratches under her neck, making Malevolent purr happily. I have my hands braced on the wall on either side, swinging my legs slowly. “So, spill.” She says to me. “Who’s the sexy hunk?” I look at her, knowing she had made sure we got this time alone and I’m grateful. “Royce Arden, he’s the new trainer, remember. I’m sure you know that.” I reply pointedly, “Yeah… Shame, the last one wasn’t as hot when I was here… would have been far more fun. But… I just didn’t realise he’s the same hunk on your mind.” She replies slyly, with a smirk.

The black man cleared his throat, and Oscar lifted his head. "Gavin, meet Karen, Karen, meet Gavin. He is my best friend and your trainer," he said, and I stood up with joy. Oscar pulled me back down to sit on his lap again. I couldn't believe he actually found me a trainer. "I was taking you seriously," he said, knowing what I was thinking, and I was short of words. "Hello, Karen," Gavin said, and I responded. Oscar picked me up, bridal style and told Gavin to make himself comfortable while he carried me up the stairs.

Maverick's POV Those fucking guards should know better than try to get close to Brynlee or even have lecherous thoughts about her. I allowed her to train doesn't mean she was open to their stupid eyes! I made a mental note to transfer them to my private training ground to prevent these sorts of eyesores on my mate's body. Still, the fire raging in my heart wasn't extinguished. I wanted to rip them apart, limb by limb even if they were my warriors.

Zephyr choked. “I’m the new guardian caretaker,” he added with a grin. “And your Saturday trainer. Surprise.” I straight up giggled like a damn schoolgirl. “Thank you so much. It’s an honor to learn from you.” Tharion’s grin softened and he pulled me into a warm, crushing hug that somehow didn’t break my ribs. “You’ve got fire in you, girl. And we’re gonna forge it into something unstoppable.” The boys practically pounced. Zephyr reached out immediately to shake his hand, his eyes wide. “Sir, I mean, wow. It's...you're a damn legend.”

Garren gave me a huge smile as I approached him. “That was unexpected.” He said. I laughed as I wiped off my dress. Thanking the stars for it being green as I was sure it had earned a few grass stains from the training ring. I tucked my hair behind my ears as I turned my attention to the two people beside him. “This is Mildred and Hunter. They were the two I was telling you about. The best trackers I have in the kingdom.” I smiled at them. They both bowed slightly. “Pleasure is mine. Nice to meet you both.” I said.

Without a word, he shifted and lunged at Dorian. Dorian shifted just as fast, meeting him head-on. Years of training abroad had forged Dorian into something Alaric couldn't match. Within moments, Alaric was a bloody mess on the ground, torn apart by Dorian's fangs — one eye blinded. Even then, Alaric refused to yield, until the guards dragged him away. Dorian shifted back and walked to me, his voice gentle. "Shall we continue?" I noticed a scratch above his brow and reached up to brush my fingers across it. "You're hurt."

This errand will allow me the privacy I need to see myself in my complete outfit. “Hey, Xavier.” Garth yells loudly, calling our head warrior. “Fancy making today’s session interesting?” Xavier walks over to us. Compared to me, he’s huge, but Garth makes him look small. He looks at me and makes a mark on his clipboard, no doubt marking my attendance. “I was telling Samantha here that you’re getting too old to train us. That your glory days are behind you and that Axel should bring in a new head warrior? You know, fresh blood.” What the hell is Garth doing? Is he asking for death by insulting Xavier? No one challenges Xavier. He’s been our head warrior forever, and that is for a reason. Despi