Guardian Tales Fan Art Novels & Stories

I whispered. Orion studied the painting. "The Seven Guardians." He pointed to the first figure. "The Guardian of Light." "The Guardian of Time." "The Guardian of the Stars." "The Guardian of the Earth." "The Guardian of the Seas." "The Guardian of Flames." "And..." He looked at the final figure. "The Guardian of Shadows." A strange feeling passed through me. "The Shadow Guardian?" Orion nodded. "Not every shadow is evil." "Darkness and light have always existed together." Before I could respond, the entire temple shook.

The fire that was still burning cast a shadow on half of his face but his red eyes continued to glow dark but vibrant. Lucian grabbed one of the sticks and drew a huge circle on the grass by digging the stick a little deeper into the soil. He put a total of seven rocks within the circle. Katherine looked at the odd diagram in front of her, trying to piece together what she was looking at. "What is it?"

“You know as a guardian I wouldn’t have expected you to flaunt your powers like this.” The violet haired youth looked at her angrily. “I’m merely doing what I think is best.” She cocked her head to the side. And scoffed. “Best? I don’t think so. Maybe you haven’t had the idea of what kind of poachers you were about to encounter awhile ago if I haven’t intervened.” Aedre glared at the person standing in front of her and let out a sigh as she disintegrated the spell. The glow around her disappeared and the walls of water sank down into the earth.

Lucian said as he smiled. "What other way?" Elize asked Lucian chuckled. "What else, an angel's way!" Lucian said "Huh?" Elize frowned Elize was surprised when Lucian pulled his body into hers. Lucian laughed. "Relax Elize, I am your Guardian, I have nothing to do with you," Lucian said. "Take a look at me, Elize. Follow me, you will never be damned." Elize would have responded by feeling like she was in the cloud. She just set eyes on Lucian. It was only then that she examined the color of Lucian's eyes, it was grey as though it were shining, even his skin seemed to shine.

Four couldn't sleep at that night. Zayn's words were ringing in his mind like like bell. Four POV This is too much to sink in! Uncle! why did you had to leave me without any clues? i am here.....by myself alone trying to find answers to my questions. What is guardian? i am Guardian but what the heck is a guardian? You always told me or more like warned me about your stupid mate. You told me so much about her that imagining her accurately is a piece of cake.

That book will become my #2, updating Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays until Love of a Guardian is complete. Many of you have asked if I will continue the Guardian series. I hadn't planned on having the possibility of so may spin-off options, but when I started thinking about it, there are many - I've considered an entire Beta series focusing on the relationships of the Betas in the Guardian series (Chase and Lacey, Dustin and Sarah and Carlos and Amber). I've also been bumping around the idea of an Ailduin stand alone that would start back during the time where he met Jinelle and then extending to the current time when he meets Anastasia. Beside those, there are the possibilities of Paisley,

Everything clean and organized. Then she noticed the art on the wall. A framed piece hanging above the side table. It looked old. Almost medieval in style. The colors were rich but faded like it had been painted centuries ago. Elena stood and walked closer. It was a wolf. But stylized. Powerful. Surrounded by symbols she didn’t recognize. And in the center was a girl. Young. Beautiful. Dressed in white. The wolf stood behind her like a guardian or maybe a predator. The whole thing felt both beautiful and unsettling.

Suddenly, a large screen lifted in front of the room and gasps filled the space as the large, human-like art works were displayed to the public. The pictures were all of women. Beautiful women in all shades, performing all activities. One of it caught my eye and using my phone, I scanned the event brochure to bring the art work onto my phone. The woman's eyes were the same color as mine and she was dressed like a cop, though the tag under her read that she was a bodyguard. “Am I crazy, or does this woman look like me?” I turned to face Xander and handed him the phone. Xander looked between the art work and me, then nodded. My throat closed as he agreed with me. “A little older but yes.”

Looking at the empty space around him, this young man raised his eyebrows and pressed his finger towards the empty space. Countless source auras surged up, quickly forming several paintings, among which endless scenes appeared, it was Tadhg Walter killing the illusory Emperor Grand and Karma Fire Emperor step by step.

The guardian could not speak to them directly, but it could leave traces—subtle hints and whispers that might guide them toward the truth. In the gallery, where Vivienne had discovered the second key, the guardian left an impression on one of the portraits. The painted figure’s eyes now seemed to glint with a faint, otherworldly light, a silent warning for those perceptive enough to notice. In the study, where Emma and Crane pored over Haverstone’s journals, the guardian stirred the air, causing the pages to flutter and settle on a crucial diagram. And in the cellar, where the final anchor lay hidden, the guardian infused the air with a faint hum, a vibration that would draw the mortals clos