Guardian Novels & Stories

Emily looked between them. "What?" Her father shook his head. "That's impossible." "Apparently that word has stopped meaning anything today," Elara muttered. Emily ignored her. "What is the Last Guardian?" Her father stared at Kael. "The first Guardians protected the world from ordinary threats. The Last Guardian was different." "How?" "He wasn't created to protect the world." He looked toward the creature climbing from beneath the kingdom. "He was created to destroy what couldn't be stopped." Kael looked down at his hands.

Now he was taking me to my baby and offering to give him a funeral when his own father hadn’t even wanted him alive. “You people are really kind.” Adam let out a quiet laugh. “Kind?” I frowned, confused by his reaction. He leaned against the table beside me. “I don’t think you understand where you are.” “What do you mean?” I asked. “You’re surrounded by some of the most dangerous rogues in the world.” “Rogues?” “Anyone outside that door could kill you without thinking twice.” Goosebumps spread across my skin. The other side of the Mist Forest.

That was the point. I gestured sharply to the guard stationed nearest the pit, and he responded immediately, aiming his shock baton at the pair. The crackling of electricity echoed through the arena, a sound I’d come to relish. Yet even under threat of pain, Christian held his ground. He didn’t cower. He didn’t strike back. Instead, he stood tall, his gaze fixed on the guard with a defiance that made my blood boil.

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.

Lupa didn't say anything as she walked into the barn so that we could shift back and I could get dressed. As I walked back towards the farmhouse, I glanced at the horses grazing in their pasture. Dub lifted his head, looked at me, and let out a loud whinny before going back to eating grass. I couldn't help but smile, knowing how lucky I was to have him in my life. Not just because he had helped me through so much, but because he's what they call a Guardian. Guardians are animals blessed by the Gods and Goddesses that choose to be with someone to help protect them and guide them in life. Dub had protected me from myself more time

Everything was just too much. "Cilia, what are you talking about? What-" But I didn't let Justin finish. "I'm not your manager. I'm your Guardian. Things will change for you guys ond day. You will recieve a lot of fans, but a lot of haters at the same time. There will be a lot of dark days ahead, but there will be light in them too. You guys are going to change the world with not just your music, but your very existance. Heathens will be the reason many people will decide to wake up in the morning and live on. And that is why you must never, ever give up, because many lives will be counting on you guys. You must stay strong, and I know you will. That's the kin

“My wolves would essentially be binding themselves to your pack forever?” “Not to our pack specifically,” Maren clarified. “To the guardian who maintains the ward. Who happens to be one of our own, but whose protection extends to all who accept the bonds.” “May we meet this guardian?” Brennan asked. “Understand who we would be binding ourselves to?” Rowan exchanged glances with the council members. “That is. complicated,” he said. “The guardian exists in a state difficult to explain. She is present everywhere within the warded territory but cannot manifest physically. Communication happens through

She trailed off. “My husband?” Elayna finished for her. “I’m sorry, I don’t want to accuse anyone...I’m…” “It’s alright. You wouldn’t be the first, or the last.” “I just want to know the truth.” She looked at the fountain then. “I understand.” Elayna said. “My husband is a monster. There is no telling what he is capable of.” “I read your husband’s interviews in the papers, and the unfair bias they placed on your bodyguard. Nick was the only one who saved us. We would be dead, or worse if it had not been for him. Your husband is letting the media crucify him, why?”

Without waiting for a response, she turns back to the pack. “As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, I am Alpha Reagan. I am your Alpha’s mate. This is my friend Meadow,” she says, pointing to Meadow without looking at her. “I am a Guardian and for those of you who don’t know what that means, the name says it all. My mother’s wolf was blessed by the Moon Goddess and therefore, so am I. I am stronger than any other wolf except another Guardian and I do not tolerate abuse of any kind in any pack. Effective immediately, any pack member who is abusive or bullies another will be placed in a cell ...” She stops, turning to lo

And worse, someone close was feeding him out like scraps. His Empire, which was strong, steel and untouchable suddenly felt like a child's play. “Adrien.” Isabella’s voice was steady, but her eyes weren’t. She stood in the doorway, holding her phone tight, and then watching him like she was already counting the damage “Security’s sweeping every floor. The burner’s locked down but IT’s already digging. We’ll have a name soon.” “Soon’s useless,” Adrien bit out, his voice low and venom-laced. He stalked to the window, the city stretched calm and cruel outside, glittering like it wanted to mock him.