Guardian Druid Bis Novels & Stories

“Wait, is that the thing that attacked in the kitchen?” “Yeah, it appears the druid found some sort of way to change into that.” James made a face of total disgust because he finally caught the burnt smell that lingered in the backyard now. It was a mixture of wood and flesh and it only got stronger when you got close to the unconscious druid. “How do we withhold his ability to cast? Shifter silver won’t work.” Dean’s attention shifted to James at that question. He’d not had time to think about it. “Honestly, I don’t know. Wait, there’s several druids among the healers. Contact them now and ask them. They would know how the druids usually deal with fools like this.”

My breast was pointing in invitation to him while the water coated my womanhood. "That wasn't mine!" I disputed unpleasantly but he didn't care about my complaint as he grabbed my full left breast in his hand. He jerked it up and down and did the same with the other one. "I won't take advantage of you without your permission. I will try to patch the confusion in your head. I have done many bad things but I do not have a hand in the death of your parents. Our lives were sealed when your parents betrothed you to me. I am your guardian, your mate, and the most important person in your life at the moment. You are my possession and you must care about losing me " he speaks every word with a sense

“Then help me protect my citizens of my kingdom cleanse the neighbouring city. It has become a haven for creatures and evil spirits. They are attracted to it. Then they lurk in the forest, along the paths. They attack the travellers and the attacks here are now nightly. With my mage gone for days the people are scared. I have asked my neighbouring cities for help but it has been slow coming. They are all suffering the same.” “Lord Fuller, the answer is to do the ritual properly! Make the loss of your mage be the reason. Appoint a Lord, Find another mage, present the artifact and beg the guardian for forgiveness. There has to be balance for things to improve.” “It cannot be done. I don’t have

"How long do you think it takes to make a druid weapon? The sun sword in your black guards' possession made by one of the most powerful witches of our clan didn't take a day to be magic born. It was nutured by magic for days, melted steel mixed with the blood of a thousand corpses, some traitors, some innocent." "This man, your captain, is no longer himself. He does and says exactly as I tell him. It took three days to forge him, Lycan King." He spat, but he didn't move forward or attempt to take me hostage. I presumed there was something else they wanted. "So, you've taken my men and bred them into weapons. What more does Ardzith Valley want from me?" "I hear you are looking for Aisling Bee

“Someone’s following us … or keeping watch.” “I feel it too,” Luna said. “Like the cave has many eyes … it sees everything in it.” “It’s the druid,” Magus Jade replied. He coughed hard, then let Gared assist him in walking. “He’s watching us now.” “What? But how?” Kael asked with furrowed eyebrows. “Druids can see through the trees … through the roots that dug themselves underground. They’re connected to the system of nature. Let us continue our walk.”

Fur sprouted from his skin and the bone snapping could be heard from the other side of the field. Grendal was a powerful Druid, a shifter like us, like Aerin had explained to me. Behind Selmor stood a giant bear ready to tear him apart. The orb in Selmor’s hands glowed and Grendal attacked, before Selmor had even the opportunity to use his last resort.

“King Drake is my daughter’s mate. He’s on our side and if you kill him, it will be an act against the Guardians.” “We understand that our alliance is new and tentative, but we wouldn’t have asked you to join us if we didn’t trust Drake. Please think carefully before ruining the tentative bond we've created by trying to hurt him,” Guardian Angel says, moving to stand in front of me and partially in front of her daughter. I notice she said 'trying' to hurt him, meaning, they have no intention of letting the witches hurt me.

The druid laughed quietly. "I only do as the moon goddess instructs me, Your Majesty. I have never seen the girl, but for months I have seen visions of you cutting off your own arm but I didn't immediately understand what it meant. Last week I saw a clearer vision of you capturing your own mate and cutting her off. Some minutes ago, my body became very tense, more tense than it has ever been in my old age. I asked my helpers to bring me here and when I did, I realized it all started when she entered our territory," the druid says, turning to me. "Not only is she your mate, but she is a very vital part of your destiny. If you kill her now, it will just be as bad as ending the world." Right no

The border to Blackmoon was in sight at noon, and Freya waited for us with an unknown male by her side. “Druida, welcome.” She says, smiling happily. The male looks over our party, glancing over Kane, but lingering longer at me. He automatically takes a step back when Cian lands smoothly on the ground, his wings clicking as they settle on his back. “You brought the demons as well, and a hybrid. Interesting company.” The male says, raising an eyebrow at Alora and Cian, before moving on to me. “Druida, this is my mate..” “Warrior Ezra, personal guard of the Luna, if I am not mistaken?” Druida interrupts, taking everyone but Cian, Alora, Angel and I by surprise.

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.