Novel & Cerita Guardians Game

"And what happens when these Hunters find out you've broken a rule?" "Then, there's hell to pay," Giovani admitted. "They'll show up, usually with their Guardians so that they're protected, and take you out. Once you're gone, man, you're gone. There's no coming back the next time." Gasping, Jack asked, "They have Guardians?" "Yep," Giovani confirmed. "And we can't kill Guardians. Only Hunters. We can kill them. But they have silver bullets, and that's pretty hard to get around."

Her gaze shifted ever so slightly, but there was no telling what was on her mind. … Zeke placed down the phone and looked toward the middle-aged man in a blue shirt standing before him in a mansion. “Guardian Coridon.” Zeke bowed down to express his respect. Eden Joy employed five guardians, and they were named Palace, Trade, Cornelius, Odele, and Coridon. They would go by the identity of businessmen in the different parts of Skyriv on usual days. The outsiders were completely unaware that they were peak-level grandmasters. In fact, some had already reached the warlord level.

“A great evil rose. A darkness older than memory itself. And five Guardians stood against it.” Gasps rippled through the crowd. All eyes turned to the group near the front—Cheyenne, Nalia, Tora, Chelsea, and Isolde. The Guardians. Their Guardians. “They won. We won. The world is safe—because of them.” The grounds erupted in cheers. Howls rang out, fists raised high, pups leapt into the air. It was a rare, raw moment of pure pride and relief. Ben let them have it—for a few beats—then raised his hand again.

She asked. The child pointed downward. Toward the floor. Silence followed. Then everyone felt it. A vibration. Low. Steady. Growing stronger. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. Nathan immediately looked disturbed. “I don’t like that sound.” Nobody did. Then Elliot’s tablet suddenly flashed. Multiple alerts. DOZENS of alerts. “Oh no.” Again. Always again. Victor groaned. “Elliot.” Elliot looked up. His voice barely worked. “They’ve released the Guardians.”

Elle kept on marching up the hills angrily determined to get to the warehouse, she was almost so close to the warehouse when she saw a guardian in front of her baring his teeth, she immediately shrieked and hid behind a tree. She peeked out from the tree and saw at least 10 guardians walking around with red eyes, baring their teeth. She quickly took notice of their position; 4 were standing a few steps away from her, 3 were just roaming around and the other 3 were standing protectively in front of the warehouse. "Okay, Elle you got this. Just distract them, quickly enter the warehouse and get the decors" with that she picked up 3 stones and threw them in random directions, making the guardia

Eduardo helped her up, but, her palms were cold, and her eyes shut involuntarily, just like that, a palm strike ended a life of a top cultivator like Mama Sarah. Eduardo laid her on the ground, and looked at the two Guardians coldly, the Guardians also glared at him resentfully, their hatred for Eduardo tripled. “If you don't tell us where the child and the mother are, you will join her,” one of the Guardians said coldly. Eduardo laughed maniacally, “over my dead body” he spat out. And a dark cloud gathered over his head, the Guardians were not interested in his moves. They stretched their hands at once, and their inner energy formed a big, sharp axe over Eduardo's head.

Adonis has already made plans on how to treat them from their illness, which is 'Ambition' of course. When they haven't been here thought that the forbidden region of the angels is peaceful but now, he finally knew that it was all a facade presented to the outsiders, he started wondering whom the guardians was going to meet outside the region, 'Are they the house of gold members?, did they want to start their ambition with the house of beauty?' he chuckled at the thought, he knew that it was impossible for the house of gold to win against them even though they joined forces with the guardians because of a variable, a variable that they never expected to be in the game, a variable that they n

Alicia Iminz, Alicia Alexander or Greyshon, the name she'd given herself the day of the final battle of Gatekeepers War. A war that she never wanted to be a part of even though she had visions of it year's before it happened. She was a piece in game of chess that could never be won, the weapon her mother and rest of the goddesses wanted but didn't truly understand or deserve. All she had always wanted was a normal life. It's why only she and her cousin knew what really happened at that final battle. If the Goddesses or Collective knew what she did God only knew what may happen. That piece of evidence would tear down the world she knew in many ways.

“Marcus, take Team Alpha and cover the southern border along the river. If they have a boat waiting, cut them off. Team Bravo, take the old logging road and the eastern ridge. Look for vehicle tracks. The rest of you, cover every single inch of this estate and the immediate perimeter. No stone left unturned. No corner left unchecked. Report anything—tracks, scents, broken twigs, anything. We will bring her home tonight, or we will die trying.” A collective, low growl rippled through the Guardians. They nodded in unison, splitting into their designated teams with practiced, lethal efficiency. Within seconds, the hall emptied, leaving only Nathan and a small, select group of trackers by my sid

“This isn’t rebellion, this is survival. Ghost built this club with blood, but if he can’t protect it, I owe it to him to protect it. Luca dies before dawn.” The brothers exchanged glances but no one challenged him. In that dim room, a new order began to form. Viper's rebellion had just been activated, Ghost’s government was on the line and Luca’s life was hanging by a thread.