Guardian Ward Historical Romance Novels Novels & Stories

They convened in what was left of the main hall while I paced back and forth, still partially shifted because my wolf wouldn't calm down knowing Seraphina was upstairs in heat without us. I could hear her whimpering through the floor and it was taking everything I had not to go to her. "The law is clear," Elder Ruth, giving me a pitying look. "A guardian cannot claim their ward regardless of a mate bond because it violates the sacred trust of protection." "Then I'll step down as Alpha," I said without hesitation. "Name Viktor as my successor and I'll leave with Seraphina tonight." "You know that's not possible," Isaac said, shaking his head. "Leaving would make you both rogues and with her r

~Love is patient; Love is kind. For two hearts lost in the world of danger and deceit, Love is A Game With No Rules.~ Hello, thank you for reaching this far on the story ;) I’d like to introduce my books before AGWNR if it’s your first time stumbling upon my work. 1|Devin ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance 2|Don’s Fiancée ~ Mafia Romance 3|Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone]

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

She watched him on the nights when the grief would sneak up on Esme. Spencer would move with a heartbreaking tenderness, gathering his small daughter into his arms. He would rock her, his deep voice a soft rumble singing off-key lullabies or reciting stories from memory, pouring every ounce of love from two parents into one embrace. She knew her place or so she constantly reminded herself. She tried to guard her heart, to remind herself of the contract she’d signed. She was the nanny, a 23 year old girl from a nowhere town, foolish enough to fall for a man who still wore his wedding band on a chain beneath his shirt.

He reached for my hands, his thumb smoothed over my fingers. “Aria Valenhart,” he began, voice low, “I, Ronan Duskbane, commander of the Silver Guard, swear to you that you and the children you carry are now under my protection. From this day forward, you are mine to guard. Mine to shield. Mine to fight for, as long as I shall live.” His eyes seemed to glow faintly and I felt the energy of his wolf buzzing through. The feeling was different, like a ripple of power, slowly seeping into my skin and wrapping around me like an invisible shield. A connection between me and Ronan.

“I spent the first half of my life kneeling because I thought I didn’t have a choice. I’m not going to start handing that position out as a symbol.” The guardian woman’s brows drew together. “Lady, with respect, your feelings about the gesture don’t change the physics of the ward.” “Then change the ward,” Elowen said. Silence dropped. Rae made a soft strangled sound that might have been, Are you *insane,* or might have been, Of course you’d say that. Kieran’s mouth quirked—something like dark amusement and tired admiration at once. “This field answers to blood,” the lead guardian said slowly. “Not to… will.”

It was calculating, analyzing the weak spots in their coverage. When one of the guards left a flank open too long, she found herself muttering under her breath, “Too wide, he’ll slip through there.” The words weren’t meant to be heard, but a young warrior nearby… barely older than Zara glanced at her, curiosity flashing in his eyes. She quickly lowered her gaze, pretending to scrub at a bucket, yet the awareness of his stare lingered. That was happening more often now… these glances, pauses, whispers around her name, and she knew it was dangerous.

‘What book is it? ‘Hangover Abbey or something.’ ‘Not Northanger Abbey ? Jane Austen?’ She nodded. ‘About some stupid girl who thinks somebody’s murdered somebody or something and makes a complete prat of herself.’ Bells were ringing like mad in Claudia’s head. ‘I had to do that at school too.’ Anoushka folded her arms. ‘And I suppose you’re going to tell me you liked it.’ Claudia felt a pang of sympathy for poor old Sister Bernadette, who’d tried so hard to make them all enthusiastic about literature - ‘It’s really terribly amusing, girls, if you can just get over these silly prejudices about nineteenth- century language.*

If any of these subjects upset, trigger, distress or anger you then take this as a warning NOT TO CONTINUE READING. Also, this is a rewrite/combined book of a series I have posted on Dre*me. For those of you who have followed my work for a while, you might know the original book series, The Forced Series which follow Rose, Kane, Alexander and Raven Tavish. This is a rewrite and it will be different. I will be making a lot of changes and the biggest being this WON’T be four books. I have taken those four books and combined them into one long book here. So, please no comments about how this is stolen work or similar to another authors series. This is my original work and I am the original auth

“I hope this is the end of that man with the dogs. He’s from the Hacks family and if anything bad happens to him, what are we going to do? “Besides, your grandfather will surely put the blame on us.” Kaze replied to her, “Don’t worry, Mom. I know what I’m doing. That man won’t die.” Little did everyone know, Agnes jinxed it. That night, after the members of the Guardians finished dinner, which was the dog stew, they went back to Corestone. They used to guard prominent figures, such as elders of the cabinet and ministers of different departments. Spending a few days to protect Kaze and his family was considered something new.