Guardian Novels Novels & Stories

As the dean of educational and student affairs, my mom had always been strict about me and my brother’s conduct since we were young, keeping records of our every move. Want to eat? Memorize your textbook first. Want to buy stationary? Score full marks at your next test. My brother could never achieve anything, and I was always the one receiving all the rewards. I always thought that my mom treated us fairly. Until the day I was supposed to submit my college application, when my mom said I had to apply for a college of education to get a new phone. When I submitted my application, I saw a bunch of comments flash past my eyes. [This girl is so stupid, thinking that her mom is fair. Her

mortals but merely guides their spirits to the next realm, and it is not their place to judge souls or determine what will become of them. "I am a Guardian of Death, neither evil nor good. We do not kill the "mortals," we lead their souls into the next realm." – DARK Life is the experience of being alive, and being attached to it is a life full of battles and dangers, physical as well as spiritual. In God's love for us, He placed an angel to protect the physical, moral, and spiritual danger, to watch, pray without ceasing and guide every human being. "I am a Guardian Keeper; we can offer comfort and guidance in your life. But genuine faith in God and obedience to His holy word will give a ma

Know that trouble is ahead. I stared at the few words written in the article there, and I closed the book. I stared down at the title of the book. The Sixteen Guardian Wolves - Alexander Thorne Reya, Is this true? I asked my wolf. There was quiet for a few moments before I felt her stir.

"Have you ever heard about the story of the Moon Guardian?" This is just getting even more exciting. Flynn likes stories and novels. That's the same reason why she collects books. She smiles, "I haven't." She answers. "But I would like to hear about it." "I have a book here. It's a novel based on the Moon Guardian's life that was written almost 700 years ago." She says, taking out a black book that looked like a journal. “Actually, I don’t think it’s a novel. I would call it a journal but people call it a novel.”

"The second guardian, however, belongs to the Yang Side. The Supernova. The whole world look up and kneel before him. He loves to be on the front line. The world shines brightly before him. But beneath his supernova persona, is a broken man.—" "He let himself be devoured by darkness and evil. He will most likely retaliate and resist when you find him, but I believe you are carrying the torch of flame to lighten up the guardian's world. Just remember, though, both guardians found their sanctuary because of the same reason." "Wha—what is that reason?"

Well, as safe as I could be in a supernatural space she brought me to. "The idiocy of it all. The guardians. Do you know who the guardians are? They are the most powerful witches and wizards in the world. I created the order of the guardians with one purpose. To protect the humans and witches alike! I gave them all the tools they needed. And what do they do after I'm gone? They allow a blessed ground to be turned into a school! The absurdity of such an action!" She fumed some more, still sitting there. Her voice hardly rose and her calmness even while being obviously angry was freaking the daylights out of me. "Blessed ground? What is a blessed ground?"

The agony of that event still haunts me day and night. Who knows, maybe that’s why I’m so keen on protecting Rissa. Maybe it’s the guilt I carry in my heart for killing Sonia that’s fueling my drive to protect Rissa. Maybe that’s my mind trying to make up for all the bad things I’ve done. Also, my baby brother, Asher, is still at the pack mansion. Suffering as a glorified slave. Only myself, my brother, and the people close to us knew what we went through in that palace.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth before disappearing almost instantly. “It won’t last.” I hated how relieved that tiny expression made me feel. I crossed my arms. “Fine. Kael. Start talking.” The wind shifted between us, colder now. “You know the story they tell about the Guardians?” he asked. I nodded slowly. “They’re chosen to protect the balance between creation and ruin.” “That’s the version meant for children.” Something uneasy twisted in my stomach. “What’s the real version?” Kael’s gaze lifted to mine again. “The Guardians were never meant to destroy ruin,” he said quietly. “They were created to contain it.”

“It's fine. So, Sebastian is a new bodyguard that my Isabella hired to babysit me and that's it.” “That's not good if Isabella employed him,” Betty said. “if not I would have told you to f**k his brains out.” Raphaella groaned. “Betty!” “What? Don't you want to experience what a forbidden relationship is?” Betty asked. “The boss's daughter and her bodyguard. explosive!” Raphaella shook her head and smiled. “You have a very imaginative mind” “Well, I'm a writer… what do you expect?" Raphaella could imagine Betty's smirk through the phone.

Except it wasn't empty. A single figure stood near the exit, silhouetted against the weak exterior lighting, waiting with the patient stillness of someone who'd expected them all along. Marcus's radio crackled again, this time with a voice Ryan recognized instantly from the underground corridor, calm, measured, and utterly without mercy. "Going somewhere, Warden?" Griggs said, stepping fully into the light, flanked by two guards Ryan hadn't even seen until they moved. "You really thought I'd leave the one exit nobody's supposed to use unwatched?"