Guardian-in-law Novel Novels & Stories

Hello everyone, I hope you are enjoying Grace and Eli's journey so far. There is a lot more in store for them still to come! My new book, For the Love of a Guardian, went live today. This book will tell Clint and Lily's story. It starts as a prequel when they are 17/18 years old, but will go through the time frame of the first two books (Broken Warrior and Guardian Angel).

I want him to understand that I can’t afford to get a hotel room. “I have a place here,” he says and I’m not sure what sound I make or what he heard, but he pulls me to a stop, still having a hold on my wrist. “I’m not going to hurt you. You probably don’t know what a Guardian is, but I’m the son, brother, and friend of very powerful women called Guardians. The name is exactly what you were expect. Guardians protect those who can’t protect themselves.” “Who got married?” I ask, sounding absolutely stupid.

“Actually, I don’t think it’s a novel. I would call it a journal but people call it a novel.” "Wow. Are you saying that this book is old? An antique classic?" Flynn asks, grabbing the book and opening it carefully. “Wah, the smell of the papers is just..” It's written by hand and it looked really interesting to the girl. "It is." Seolla says. "What is it about? Can you give me some insights about it?" "Well it's about how strict and wicked marriages are like from the past." Seolla informs. "The Moon Guardian became a God because he killed his own wife and he is being punished."

I couldn’t help but recall a reel I saw from SMS saying, you can’t hide a diamond’s brilliance in mud. After a little over ten minutes, I looked at my reflection, a wave of satisfaction flooding over me. No matter how naturally attractive someone was, there was a noticeable difference with and without makeup—a few added touches enhanced my overall beauty multiple times over. Thank heavens who ever invented them. Reflecting on the plot of the novel, I realized the original Gwyneth harbored no affections for her husband or child, which meant I wouldn’t either. I had no intention of suddenly becoming a devoted wife or mother.

Aunt Lan heard that and gave her a second bowl, which was either agreement or threat. I kept thinking the court would become grander as it grew. Instead, it became more crowded. More shoes by the door. More cups to wash. More names nobody wanted misspelled. Authority sounded less like thunder and more like Aunt Lan asking who had moved her knife. No one got used to it. They only got better at moving before fear froze them. "Fifth rule. The gate guardian serves the patient, not hunger." [Guardian appointed: Evelyn Ward.] Lu Wenhai screamed.

In the living room, a blanket lay folded neatly on the arm of the couch. He moved to Stella’s bedroom. The bed was neatly made, and a few books were stacked by the headboard. He stepped closer, fingers brushing over the dusty book covers. He recognized the titles, ancient texts on guardianship, and several fantasy novels, they were her favorite genre. He closed his eyes, feeling his stomach twist. The last time they’d spoken six months ago, he’d left too quickly, assured she would be safe in his house, convinced that there was no immediate danger, but who knew his stupid wife and her daughter would chase her from the house? Now, that confidence felt like a mockery.

“Madam Joan, I promise to take you out of here once I become wealthy “ I said, as soon as she asked to go back to her duties at the kitchen. My promise to her didn't make any sense to me. It felt like a promise made by an infant desperate for his mom's attention. I waited till the young master had driven off the mansion before stuttering to the gate alongside madam Joan. I knew it would be impossible to step out of the gate without her assistance. The guards were more conversant with her than with me. “Where are you both going?” The guard asked, raising an eyebrow. “We need to pick up some groceries from the stores” Although she was the young madam of the home, she was not entirely treated a

I am not alone in this endeavor, and together the two of us must find the love and the strength to conquer the darkness that plagues our worlds with evil; even if it means our lives. ~ Rayana Karver, Princess of Valaisha CHAPTER ONE- The Guardians Today is a warm day for this time in October. It is usually chilly with everyone wearing heavy jackets as the weather begins to change towards winter. Today I was dressed in a thin baby blue pullover sweater with my sleeves pushed halfway up and jeans. As my best friend Sara and I sat outside the library Sara, nudged me and nodded in the direction of the parking lot. I noticed the mysterious family that always came into town together; they do their

**This book is the 8th in the Guardian's Next Generation series and 12th in the overall Guardian series. It can be read as a standalone novel, but scenes and historical incidents will be referenced without going into full detail of what happened. It is recommended that you begin the series at the beginning with The Broken Warrior's Daughter.** Reagan “Are you excited about your birthday?” my best friend Meadow asks me.

the guard apologized politely. Viviana glared at the guard. "How dare you? Can't you see? I'm holding your Alpha's daughter in my arms, and you still refuse our entry?" "OK. Wait a minute, ma'am, I'll inform Beta Amir," the guard said, scratching his head, surprised by the former Luna's sudden appearance at such an intimate event. "Hurry up! You acted like you didn't know me!" Viviana ordered angrily, annoyed that the guard refused to give her fast entry to the mansion despite her being the original Luna before the new wife came.