Guardian Tales Karina Novels & Stories

I enjoyed reading for longer hours than for a mere fifteen minutes as I used to do before. When the lesson’s had ended with Mr Phenyo, a new teacher by the name of Kaila Soldaat who preferred being called Miss Soldaat, came into the class and informed all the students that she would be teaching us combat. Mika was filled with excitement, he seemed to enjoy the fighting part, but I suspected that it was much more than that. Combat lessons were taking place in the stealth training ground, an area where all guardians would train themselves to better their fighting skills. Kaila had asked Mika to assist her in handing out notes to the entire class. Ever since that occurrence, Mika never misse

I enjoyed reading for longer hours than for a mere fifteen minutes as I used to do before. When the lesson’s had ended with Mr Phenyo, a new teacher by the name of Kaila Soldaat who preferred being called Miss Soldaat, came into the class and informed all the students that she would be teaching us combat. Mika was filled with excitement, he seemed to enjoy the fighting part, but I suspected that it was much more than that. Combat lessons were taking place in the stealth training ground, an area where all guardians would train themselves to better their fighting skills. Kaila had asked Mika to assist her in handing out notes to the entire class. Ever since that occurrence, Mika never misse

The screen displayed a message. "Ms. Fleming, your uninhabited island transfer is now complete. You may move in at any time." Looking at the rope still swaying in the wind at the cliff's edge, Karina suddenly smiled. Since she was going to leave, she might as well make them think she was dead. She could never win against Rowena. But then again, Rowena hadn't considered that the living could never compete with the dead. With that thought in mind, Karina hung her jacket on a branch at the cliff's edge. She then cut the rope and tossed it into the abyss below. Her jacket fluttered in the wind, looking exactly like the final trace of someone who had fallen from the cliff.

She reached out tentatively, her hand hovering over his, before finally intertwining their fingers, seeking solace in their connection as she prayed for his swift recovery. Unable to bear the sight of Aidan lying motionless in that hospital bed, Karina felt a surge of emotions welling up inside her. With a heavy heart and tears threatening to spill from her eyes, she turned and fled from the room, desperate to escape the overwhelming sense of guilt and despair that threatened to consume her.

"Your blood is human. There will never be a transformation, never fur, never Lycan strength awakening within you." Carla held his gaze. "I know." "And yet, you are here." "I am," she said simply. The Guardian made a gesture, and the Guardian of Rites approached. She was a woman in a gray cloak, with dark hair tied into a braid and ancient eyes that seemed to carry centuries. She carried a small blade of dark silver and a crystal cup. "Extend your hand," the Guardian said. Carla obeyed. The Guardian held her palm, and with the blade, made a small cut. Blood welled up — red, human, without any trace of magic. The Guardian turned Carla's hand over the cup, and a single drop fell into the crysta

With one final glare, Karina went for the door. As soon as she exited the room, an exhausted sigh escaped her mouth and she slipped down against the thick wood separating her from the detainees. "Luna! Are you okay?" The guards offered their hand to help her up. "Give me a second." She sat on the floor leaning against the door for a couple of minutes before standing up herself, bidding the guards goodbye and walking towards Grey's office.

Oh my goodness, Is Karina. "You'll be the one in danger if you don't leave here this instant." Her tone became cold, her eyes became dark, weren't they brown just now? Alexandra moved back a little, "Who are you?" She asked, she was certain she would faint if she figured out she was talking to a ghost, Or a night creature, please not a night creature. God, please!! "Karina." Well… "Karina, as in Karina Tyler or Karina…" "Karina Tyler." Yelp! Definitely a night creature!!

The three had told Kyana about their interaction with one of the guardians named Pamela, who they learnt was Adrian's twin, and they also told her about how they were told to keep everything discreet to everyone Kyana, too, told them about her interaction with Adrian and the forest. However, she couldn't tell them about her interaction with the Moon Goddess herself since something inside her was telling her to keep that only to herself, and so she did.

“True Luna. The ritual spared me because the goddess never bound me to Vanessa. She bound me to you.” Reka’s fingers threaded through my hair, pulling me down into a slow, deep kiss that tasted like salvation. Outside, I heard boots in the corridor. The elders were coming. Let them come. I had my mate in my arms, my pup in her belly, and a kingdom that would bow or burn. I was done hiding.

I asked, my heart quickened with every painful second of silence of the line. Karina released an anguished sigh. “Yes, but you are not going to like the answer.” The truth was always a difficult pill to swallow. “Just tell me.” I pressed, adding, “There is no place to run anyway.” The Golden Kingdom has fallen; I no longer had the privilege to run from the truth anymore. I had to use every resource at my disposal in order to help Lazarus. Karina’s loyalty was to Lazarus; however, she never followed blindly and was the safest option to ask. She blended in the background, no one would see her.