Gate Guardian Mga Nobela at Kwento

Both had raven black hair, almost appearing as if they were brothers. “Just let me go, I promise I won’t tell anyone about anything.” I pleaded. “Sorry, but we can’t let you leave. You are the Keeper of the Dragon Stone and Cyran is your mate and guardian. “Excuse me?” I blanched at them, unable to believe what I was hearing.

Without help from the dark, Zion Mercenaries could not infiltrate Arcadia for so many years without getting exposed. “And, I might need to borrow a few men from the Guardians to protect a few people,” Kaze said. The Guardians was a group of elite guards, who specialized in protecting important figures. The safety and security of high-ranking officers, such as Isaac himself, were managed by the said group. They might not be the strongest warriors, nor the swords that cut down enemies, but they were the best protectors, the sturdiest shield that safeguarded the people. Taking down Zion Mercenaries' affiliates or soldiers would surely cause retaliation.

The stone guardian was massive, its limbs heavy but surprisingly quick, each movement precise and deadly. “Watch out!” Lucas yelled, darting to the side as another guardian swung its ancient weapon toward him. Gabriel’s muscles coiled, ready to spring into action. He surged forward, wielding his sword with the authority of an alpha, the blade glinting in the dim light as he cleaved through the guardian's outstretched arm.

I ask angrily. My mother turns to look at me. “Sweetheart, we had to leave the pack. It was important.” “What do you mean, ‘leave the pack’? We’re going back, right?” “Alessia? It’s my father that asks. “Do you know what you are?” “Yes. I am a Guardian.” Alessia replies. “Wait. What do you mean you’re a Guardian?” I ask out loud so I can figure out what is going on. It’s my mother that responds. “When you first let Alessia forward, her eyes glowed a bright golden color. Only a Guardian’s eyes are gold sweetheart.”

Anders sharp intake of breath is similar to my reaction to seeing her gold eyes the first time. “You’re a Guardian.” He says in awe before looking at me. It takes a moment, then I see the realization sink in. “Shit.” He whispers. “Yeah, shit.” I echo his response. He begins pacing the room, his hand running through his hair. “I need to confirm that the previous Guardian has died. Their pack is on the other side of the country, but we had heard that they were having issues with a neighboring pack. I didn’t think it had gotten out of hand enough that a Guardian’s life would be in danger.” He continues pacing.

I ask Abner. Abner startles his eyes dart between Crimson and the cubs. “The guardians are the keepers of the immortals, that is why I am here. They have the information to find the gateways. It’s only a matter of time before they have the means to open one.”

“That’s a good one Luna.” “I’m afraid it’s not a joke sweetie” Harriett replied. “Luna Maria was the previous goddess guardian and has passed the pendant onto you at the goddess’s request.” “Wait…wait….wait…what?” Sonya choked out. “It’s true Sonya” Maria said “I was the guardian for many years before you were born. Once you were born the goddess came to me and said that you were to be the next guardian generation.” “What does that mean? Like what do I do with it?” Sonya asked.

"I just want five minutes where I don't feel like I’m being watched!" "He isn't there to listen to your thoughts, Jessica," my father said firmly, his Alpha voice starting to edge in. "He’s a guard. He’s there to protect, nothing more. Kaelen, go." I turned my head and looked at Kaelen. He was standing like a statue with that same blank expression I hated. He was looking at a spot on the wall three inches to the left of my head. He wouldn't even give me the satisfaction of a glance.

Killian, Seraphina, Fenrir, Nyx, Kael, Caelan, Selena, Luna, and a very stubborn Aiden gathered together. The Guardian lowered its massive head. "The Kingdom of Ashes rejects outsiders. Its gates open only for blood." Killian frowned. "What blood?" The Guardian’s ancient gaze shifted toward the Shadow Wolf. "His." Fenrir nodded without hesitation. "Then I'll open the gates." "But beware," the Guardian continued solemnly. "Morgathra feeds on regrets. She does not kill immediately. She forces you to witness everything you wish you had changed." Seraphina swallowed hard. Killian looked deeply uneasy. Kael groaned aloud. "Oh, wonderful. So basically, it's mandatory, painful therapy."

Its eyes glowed bright red, and its face couldn't be distinguished; standing before them was a being made purely of darkness. Kael had recognized this sight. He now understood the meaning of the saying that guardians are the lock of Homay. In a deep, rumbling voice he murmured: "What the guardian keeps locked... It was a demon trap, my love," he said. Apparently, they could no longer sit back and wait peacefully...