Guardian Druid Bis Novels & Stories

Allena's mother and Selma bustled about, setting the table, while the brothers cleared space for everyone to sit. The first to notice me was the Druid–an aged man with a long, white beard that reminded me of Gandalf. He wore a white linen robe adorned with a gold-colored cloak, an image of contrasting simplicity and opulence. Iona explained that Druids held a privileged position, acting as healers, teachers, and mediators. "You've recovered remarkably well," he said, his gaze sharp. "Last night, I warned your father you might not wake for months." I managed a weak smile and took the seat next to Devin, directly across from the Druid. His gaze lingered on me as he offered a small vial.

Dravin said to his new warriors. “What do you mean distract the wolves, what wolves?” A man stepped forward, Dravin could still feel his power even in death. “Normally I would have ripped your throat out and fed it to my animals, but because I have no time I will tell you. You’re going to distract the wolves of Crystal Moon, once I have the child, your mission is complete and you get your freedom.” Dravin said, as he got up from his throne seat. He placed the amulet about the male warrior's neck. With a wave of his hand the amulet glowed red and the male’s eyes widen in shock before he dropped to his knees as the amulet attached itself to its new host. “What have you done to me?” The male sa

"She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you." Drake roared and started to be wild. He picked up the hunters one by one and moved quickly as he broke the hunters' heads mercilessly. "Get him, don't let the alpha gone in your sight!" The hunter in a black hat ordered as his men started to shoot and throw knives in Drake's direction. "Don't let your guard down!" Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain.

I could even see the hair burning slightly through their flesh. "Don't struggle. It'll only hasten your death. My hair, after all, is stronger than ironwood and coated with wolfsbane," He warned them and faced me. "Remain seated there. Once I'm done I will face you." The guards of Trinigad, led by Barton, surrounded the whole place. But Dhruv stood confidently, unperturbed by their presence. He had every right to be that confident; I knew that the guards stood no chance against him.

"We will not be stopped. Our love and unity will prevail." With each step, Amelia could feel the ground tremble beneath her. The guardian let out a deafening roar, its monstrous form towering over them. Drake summoned his elemental powers, surrounding himself in a swirling vortex of flames. Fenrir, the loyal wolf companion, growled menacingly, his fur bristling with anticipation. As the battle commenced, Amelia unleashed her own powers, tapping into the ancient magic within her. Streams of dazzling light shot from her fingertips, colliding with the guardian's dark energy. The clash of forces filled the air, the forest quivering with the intensity of their duel.

“For starters. It is similar to the mate bond, as it mirrors some aspects of it. I will feel what you feel when I need to check in on you. This is handy for the battlefield, so I can always be sure you are safe, even if something separates us. If you are kidnapped, I can use the bond to listen in on what is happening to you, I can also share your pain if you are being tortured, this is like the healing hand as by taking your pain it provides you strength to get out.” “That’s kinda cool,” I admit. I had tried searching the guardian bond for hours the other day and failed miserably. No one who has had a guardian seems to really talk about it, which I guess is a form of respect for the art, but

I couldn’t believe my eyes. “He is the man after the moon goddess heart, the guardian of Lord Ashman’s child and also the strongest lycan in the werewolf kingdom… I’m afraid I can’t continue with the ritual… as long as he lives, Ashley lives.” she announced with a loud voice, stealing glances with Drake. “WHAT?!” “HOW CAN A LYCAN BE A GUARDIAN?” “Man after the moon goddess heart? What does that mean?” The gathering roared in agitation as Drake gradually transformed into his human form, he did it so perfectly that he didn’t expose his nudity.

“Rumor has it that the Bromeliere Pill is stored at the top of this tower. “They say one can enhance various aspects of their body and gain new signature skills by eating that pill. I wonder if the rumor is true?” “It's true.” Xatia nodded. “However, we donʼt have what it takes to defeat the guardian beasts of the Bromeliere Tower.” James arched his brows. “Guardian beasts?” “The guardian beasts are two ice dragons.” Xatia narrowed her eyes. “The level of their powers changes according to the challengerʼs cultivation. It is the same as the Heavenly Tribulations.”

"He was supposed to come to you about using the draining on him." "That is not going to happen." Priest flopped down on one of the two workbenches in the room. "Do what you can for him. For Doll. I have my own problems." The tom flicked out his serrated claw and began to dig into one of the wounds on his arm from Doll's wild auric threads. "Fuuuck." Priest growled as purple-black bubbles of aura came out of his wound. "As I thought, that can't be good. His bond is a Black-fur. This is going to smart."

He darted up to Hadirt, swinging his sword against him once more. Of course, Edmund's attack was quickly absorbed by Hadirt's defensive shield. Hadirt seemed to enjoy Edmund's shock greatly, smirking at him. "I guess I'll let you in on a little secret since you're about to die, Edmund. I actually absorbed the powers of thirty Senior Guards. Seven of them were dragon clan cultivators! All that power, all of it, is inside me. Only elite cultivators like those possess powers that are pure enough for my standards."