Guardian Relic Novels & Stories

“Even then, she was too old to protect the mirror. There was another who forsook the responsibility. We’ve been struggling since then.” “Do you know the name of the Guardian?” Gemma couldn’t believe this. She knew she had to have fallen asleep on the window seat and this was all a dream. “David. Do you know him? The Guardians usually come from one family as do the Protectors.” “My father. I don’t know what happened. He died when I was in high school. My Aunt Rosa was our guardian until recently.” “He never took up after Ester’s sister. The portal is open, and we’re having a devil of a time keeping the Greyback mages from sending their forces through.”

Kydence hated being looked at like a weakling, she promised herself that she wouldn’t depend on anyone, not even her mate, to protect her. When she and her brothers turned sixteen not only were they able to find their mate, but they also discovered that they are Shadow Guards. Shadow Guards are Elite Warriors blessed by the Moon Goddess to protect all her children from evil in the supernatural and human realms. Her uncle and father already knew that the triplets were blessed by the Moon Goddess, all her warriors bored a small moon shaped birthmark that could only be seen by the Alpha and Beta of the Shadow Guards. Only the Alpha, Beta and Gamma knew the true identity of the Shadow Guards. To

someone asked, and there was silence again. “Definitely. And what do you mean by ‘also’?” interjected another. “Friends, please calm down. I will explain everything in a moment.”Everyone fell silent. The Great Guardian took a shining gold ring from his pocket and put it on the table for all to see. “This is the ring of air. But... it is only a ring. The divine power that had been hidden in this diamond for centuries has been passed on to the next wearer.” The room was so quiet that you could hear the beating of the hearts of those listening.

I slammed my heel into the floor. The heavy stone table in the center of the room cracked down the middle. From the fissure, thick, crystalline vines shot upward, weaving themselves into a terrifying, beautiful throne made of living emerald and black thorn. The air in the room dropped twenty degrees as a frost crystallized on the walls, spelling out one word in the ancient tongue: GUARDIAN. The skepticism in the room vanished, replaced by a heavy, reverent silence. General Zaria slowly bowed her head.

One was a silver sword engraved with stars. The other... A crescent-shaped pendant glowing with moonlight. Astera looked at Elyra and Zevarion. "The Guardians' Relics." She nodded toward the sword. "The Starblade." Then toward the pendant. "The Moon Sigil." "They have waited thousands of years..." Her voice grew softer. "...for their rightful Guardians." As Elyra reached toward the Starblade and Zevarion toward the Moon Sigil— the entire mountain shook with unprecedented force. A distant explosion echoed through the tunnels.

“This isn’t rebellion, this is survival. Ghost built this club with blood, but if he can’t protect it, I owe it to him to protect it. Luca dies before dawn.” The brothers exchanged glances but no one challenged him. In that dim room, a new order began to form. Viper's rebellion had just been activated, Ghost’s government was on the line and Luca’s life was hanging by a thread.

The six Guardian symbols illuminated first, one after another, silver light tracing their carved edges in a sequence that felt deliberate, almost ceremonial, as though the table itself were counting down to something. Then the seventh lit beneath my hand, warmer than the rest, almost eager, pulsing in time with my own heartbeat. Words rose from the table's surface, carved in script that hadn't been visible a moment before, glowing faint silver against the dark stone. THE SEVEN GUARD. THE SEVENTH OPENS. "The Guardians weren't only protecting the relics," I said slowly, understanding arriving in a rush that left me unsteady, my hand still resting against the warm stone. "They were protecting w

"What kind of relic?" "Specifically, a Silver Claw relic. Something that's been purified and blessed by the clan. It acts as a path to channel shadow power without corrupting the user." Lila's finger traced lines connecting the three circles. "Without it, the array can't activate. With it, Black Moon can open the shadow gate and merge our world with the shadow realm." "And you have one of these relics?" "I do. My father's pendant. He wore it his entire life. It's been purified by three generations of Silver Claw leaders." She pulled out a silver chain from under her shirt. "This is what Black Moon is really after. Not Killian. This."

"What? You heard him. He said he's immortal, you can't kill an immortal being" She reaches into her bag and takes out a golden gem which has black stripes all over it. "What is that?" I ask and she grins. "It's called the tiger gem. Azeroth is built on illusions. This will help differentiate what's real and what's fake. It will also help us figure out the guardian's weak point. When we figure that out, we can kill him and take the seal of Solomon. When we finally kill him, a door leading back to our world will open and we will be back in the palace before you know it"

"You have proven yourselves worthy, for the power of fated mates is unparalleled. Take the relic and use it wisely. Let it be a reminder of the strength of your love and the harmony you have fought so hard to achieve." Lyra, Xander, and Nathan reached out, their hands touching the pulsating crystal. As their fingertips made contact, a surge of energy coursing through their bodies, merging their essences with the relic. They had become its guardians, entrusted with the responsibility of protecting the balance it represented. As they emerged from the depths of the forest, the world around them seemed transformed. The scars of the past had faded, replaced by vibrant life and a renewed sense of