Guardian Web Series Novels & Stories

While all Guardians are strong, Reagan is already making a name for herself as a very powerful warrior. “I guess so. Thank the goddess Xander and Cayd are next in age. When the twins come of age …” he shakes his head and I smile. All the Guardians are well protected by their fathers and brothers, but the twins and Reagan are the youngest of the generation and everyone is protective of them. Plus, the twins have their mother’s gentle kindness making the packs practically fall over themselves to please them. “Anyway, how was your weekend, Levi? Any important news to share with me this morning?” he asks.

Faye looked at him, and he saw the question in her eyes. "No," Jacob said immediately. "No, we don't lose anyone else." "I don't know if there's another way," Faye said. Jacob looked at Kian, who was barely conscious now, his breathing shallow and irregular. "What do we do?" Jacob asked. Faye did not answer. As the guardians retreated, Jacob felt through the network that one of the wolves who formed the living shield was dying—not from corruption, but from the injuries sustained protecting Faye. He realized with horror that it's Kian, and that saving him might require something none of them are prepared to give.

Darius glanced toward the surrounding ruins. Confirming we were alone. Then he spoke. "The guardian is dying." The words sent a chill through me. "The voice was real." His face hardened. "Very real." My stomach tightened. "What exactly is the guardian?" Darius exhaled slowly. "The last living protector of the Second Seal." The answer only deepened my confusion. "You mean a wolf?" A grim smile touched his face. "Partly." That response explained absolutely nothing. Darius noticed my frustration. For a brief moment, the older brother I remembered returned.

Let me guide you, and we can destroy it together. “Don’t listen to her!” Elysia shouted, catching the hesitation in Alex’s expression. “You’re stronger than she is!” Alex gritted their teeth and raised the Nexus, channeling its energy into a concentrated beam of light. The beam struck the guardian, piercing through its crystalline armor and severing the shadowy tendrils that anchored it to the Rift. The guardian roared, its form collapsing into a cascade of light and shadow. The Chasm As the guardian fell, the chasm rumbled, and a narrow bridge of light formed across its depths. The final anchor pulsed on the far side, its glow a beacon of hope amid the darkness.

Decades had passed since the encounter with the Devourer, a testament to the enduring legacy of the Guardians. Lyra, her silver hair now a luminous crown framing her wise eyes, had passed the torch to Anya, the historian who had blossomed into a formidable leader. Kairos, the telepathic prodigy, had become a beacon of empathy, his abilities utilized to foster understanding even in the most volatile conflicts. Xylos, the ever-inventive Xylosian engineer, continued to push the boundaries of technology, ensuring the Guardians remained at the forefront of galactic progress.

– the guardians say, closing the door. - May the gods welcome you with open arms, Guardians. – is the last thing they hear before the door is locked and the tapestry is replaced, covering the door. The guardians slowly crawl into one of the rooms and sit in comfortable armchairs in a circle. - It seems our time has come, brothers. – the guardian of truth says, looking at his companions. - Honestly, I never expected to enter the 21st century alive. – the guardian of secrets says. Sanguinarius, smile at everyone.

a deep voice growled. Phenix cringed at the way the male spoke to the omegas, to her the omegas were the backbone of the pack. They cooked, cleaned, took care of the little ones, and pretty much helped wherever they were needed, so the high ranks, warriors and other pack members can do their job without worrying about the everyday things. Phenix watched from the shadows as one by one each prisoner was snatched up by the shadows and disappeared without a trace. The guard didn’t even realize that his wards were gone. As much as Phenix wanted to kill the dirty rogue, she knew that that wasn’t the plan. She was to rescue and bring the rogue back for questioning. “Ppsstt.” she whispered, th

“I don’t know. Guardians are very location specific. There are forest guardians, animal guardians. Guardians are different from us. They draw their power from whatever they protect. They live in isolation preferring nature over everything else. They’re incredibly strong, and you should never piss one off.” “But we didn’t piss him off.” “You left in a hurry, Taylor!” Kathleen suddenly snaps. “He was being receptive.” “Well, if you had mentioned something, taken me aside or something—” “Okay, guys,” Beth, ever the peacemaker, interjects, “he said he gave us permission, right? We’re fine. But let’s just move along without playing the blame game.” “She has a point,” I mutter, and Kathleen makes

I asked. Legion shook his head, "no, Caleb is a guardian,” he replied as we came down the bleachers, "guardians don't have mates," he replied as we started to walk in the direction of the school building, "guardian? What's that and why don't they have mates?" "Guardians are born especially to protect. They are usually immune to magic and loyal to whom they need to protect. That would be much more complicated with a mate involved," he explained, my hand swinging in his.

His gaze lingered on the symbols glowing beneath my skin. "And every Anchor." Anchor. The word echoed inside me. Not weapon. Not sacrifice. Anchor. I swallowed. "What... are we?" He chuckled. "I wondered the same thing." Damion frowned. "You're the first Guardian." "No." The stranger looked almost amused. "I was merely the first to survive." Silence. The First Guardian stared at him. "You never told me." "I didn't know then." He looked toward the gateway. "It took centuries inside the Current to understand." "The Current?"