Romans & histoires Guardian: The Lonely And Great God

Then Guardian lowered its big head, touching my forehead with its stone forehead, gentle, and light flashed, bright violet and white, and I saw vision, not father's memory, Guardian's memory, old war, High Moon wolves fighting Sovereign Deep ships, Guardian crushing war tanks with big stone paws, protecting children behind shield Vision faded, Guardian lifted head, stood up slow, stone grinding, ice falling off its back, it was huge, taller than Jax even in wolf form, and it bowed its big head to me, like bow to queen

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

Blue and black energy collided above the gate. Like two storms fighting each other. Then Lily saw it. Standing directly before the gate. Waiting. Watching. The Final Guardian. Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Because it wasn't a monster. It wasn't a king. It wasn't even alive. It looked like a giant knight forged from crystal. Thirty feet tall. Blue armor. Blue sword. Blue eyes. Its body glowed with ancient power. Then the Guardian slowly opened its eyes. The chamber shook. Then a voice echoed everywhere.

"Sabrina, that thought alone is an abomination! Are you and your mother determined to destroy both of us brothers, one after the other?" He spat out the next words, drenched in absolute disgust, "You. Disgust. Me." From that day on, the word mate became nothing but a cruel irony. Perhaps as punishment for my mother's greed, the Moon Goddess had dealt me a hand of pure tragedy. The Moon Goddess gave me a mate I could never mark, and a terminal sentence to finish me off. A bone-chilling cold seeped deep into my core. I lost track of how long I wandered the streets until dusk fell and my phone lit up with a cold text message.

A vision slammed into her: She saw her mother — who had died years ago — reaching out from the corrupted spring, begging Serena to join her in eternal peace. Serena collapsed, sobbing. “She looked so real… I almost wanted to follow her.” Kael pulled her into his arms, wet and bleeding. “She would want you to live. To finish this.” Damien kissed her forehead. “Stay with us.” The Guardian’s Lair The Heart of the First Guardian was deeper still. They entered a colossal cavern where an ancient stone golem — the Guardian itself — had been partially corrupted by the virus. It stood twenty feet tall, its body cracked and leaking black veins, eyes glowing red.

my mother said without looking up. I couldn’t laugh. “Read the rest,” I begged. My mother swallowed hard. “The Guardian is not born when the world is at peace. She is born when humanity plots its betrayal and magic grows arrogant. She will be marked by a seal that will protect her mind until the enemy reveals the gateway. Her heart will walk in fear, but her will will be iron. The wolf who finds her will not be able to possess her, for if he tries to make her a cage, the Veil will reject him. He will only be able to walk beside her as a shield and not as a master.”

Nearly falling. “That’s a baby,” she whispered in shock. The Guardian's voice rumbled softly from behind. “Yes, it was.” Dax’s jaw tightened. “ Tell us.” The Guardian placed one massive hand on the wall. The chamber came to life. Creepy voices filled the air—ancient, low, terrified. “ The precious child of Luna and Alpha—” “—neither of pack nor council—” “—born to end the lie and those who started it—” “—or burn the world clean.”

Hopefully you'll enjoy the next generation of Guardians as much as you enjoyed the first trilogy. Also, if you haven't tried it, I have a book out called The Arena. It's the first in the Elemental Dragons series. It's very different from this world of the Guardians. That book is filled with shifters and, you guessed it, dragons. That series is intended to have four books, one for each dragon.

“You are in danger, Gail. Your guardian is gone, and the enemy is closer than ever.” “What are you talking about?” “We’re almost out of time. Find your guardian. Save my children.” “Who is this guardian and how can I save them?” Gail demanded, but the woman shimmered out of view like a mirage disappearing once you got too close. Gail gasped as she woke. The early morning sun reaching through the window into the room. She sat up and rubbed her face. What the hell kind of dream was that? Perhaps it was a side effect of the spell? No way was that the real moon goddess. There was nothing Gail could that a goddess couldn’t do, and ten times better. “Just a dream and nothing more,” Gail told herse

It was almost scary "I appreciate the concern dear... But my time as guardian has come to an end... Its time for a new star to rise" He's words were really confusing me... What guardian and star?? "Mr Jonathan... I think you need to rest" I said and now he pulled a serious face "Listen to what I'm about to tell you now Jessica... This world is not everything... Those books you read are worlds created by a fragment of someone's imagination but they are all real... Nothing is as it seem and the balance between these two is being britched..."