He A Keeper Novels & Stories

she breathed. Caelum nodded in agreement, his usually guarded face now soft with awe. "It's like we've stepped into a dream." Aria, her eyes reflecting the golden sunlight, said with a slight chuckle, "Well if this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up." A soft laughter echoed around them, and the Keeper appeared, her form now more tangible, draped in a shimmering gown that matched the skies. "This is not a dream, but a gift. A moment of respite for those who brave the Nexus."

The chief Keeper starts to walk in circles as she analyzes me. “You are pretty, I have to admit that, but I do not think that is going to be enough for him,” she comments. I hold my breath, wondering what she means. Enough for who? “He is a hero, you know?” The Keeper continues nonchalantly. “One of the greatest commanders Estermond has ever seen. You do not deserve him, girl.” What is she talking about? “I am afraid I am not following you, Keeper Winter,” I venture to admit.

Kade’s gaze went to the door; my hand went to the knife at the small of my back; Jas’s shoulder leaned into the jamb like a man who could be a wall if you asked him nicely. “Up river boys,” the Keeper whispered, mouth gone bloodless. “They come to count the blue by the barrel and the souls by the name they won’t say.” “Hide,” Kade told him. The one word had a softness I’d rarely heard from him. The Keeper dove beneath the service table with a dignity some saints will never learn. Kade took the other side of the door. He glanced at me once, left or right? And I slid to the left, knife in my palm, back to cold stone. Jas lifted his chin an inch: two at least, maybe three.

“I should have mentioned them earlier. I apologise for the omission.” “Who are they,” I said. She looked at the horizon. At the six territories beginning to move. At the beginning that was in every direction now. “The keepers,” she said. “The ones who have been holding the original intention in memory since before the corruption was installed. The ones who have been waiting for the completion so they could bring it forward.” She held my gaze. “Elena, the original intention needs to be given to someone. Someone who will carry it forward into the pack world that wakes up tomorrow and does not know that anything has changed.” She paused. “The keepers have been holding it in trust for three gene

"What do you mean?" "You have made your choice," the voice responds. "You will stay together throughout your journey. But be warned—this world is dangerous. You will face many trials and tribulations, and not all of you will make it to the end." Alec steps forward, his hands balled into fists. "What do you mean, not all of us will make it to the end? What kind of sick game is this?" The Keeper's voice remains calm. "I am the Keeper. I do not play games. I offer choices, and you have made yours. The rest is up to you."

Samantha Point of view I stared at him in disbelief. Does he not realize that finding that kind of keeper is rare. I asked, "How?" He frowns and answered, "My first kill was actually the keeper's daughter. I didn't know back then but when I met her again a few days ago, she told me that she was a keeper." I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him confusedly. "She willingly told you? It's common knowledge that all keepers should keep a low profile, especially if you have no one by your side protecting you. Keepers would be vulnerable by themselves and that is why finding your protector is really important for us.

It reminded us of the scary game we were playing without wanting to. Ben met us in the parking garage under the building. His team was setting up special communication equipment and satellite links. "Our best clue about 'The Keeper' is a secret network that used to be connected to Arthur Jenkins's lawyers, " Ben told us, giving Alexander a special tablet. "It's like a puzzle, Mr. Sterling with lots of dead ends and secret messages."

he said, his tone reverent. “Who are you?” Kaden demanded, stepping protectively in front of Lena. The man raised his hands. “I am a Keeper. My role was to ensure no one tampered with this place. But the balance has shifted. The door calls for her.” Lena’s pulse quickened. “Why me?” “Because you carry the light,” the Keeper replied. “And only light can reveal what lies beyond.” --- Lena walked over to the archway, her hand shaking as she grabbed for its glistening top. She felt a rush of energy that dragged her forward the instant her fingers touched the light.

“Distance won’t stop what’s already in motion.” Her brows connected. “What does that mean?” she asked, looking really scared. It's one thing after the estate I'd give my life to protect. Lines had already been crossed. And this time, I wouldn’t let her stand alone in the aftermath. I stormed out feeling a pang of hurt in my chest. She's mine alone…Isla Campbell is mine to preserve.

“I understand why you had to do it. You wanted to protect me. It must have been a lot or experience that dark time.” “May the goddess bless you my child.” She said kidding me on the forehead. “Now come on, let’s go in before the Keepers get more crankier than they already are.” She said We were out of the car and then further in to the well structured and finished cave. Four Keepers awaited me. “Welcome Annie. We hope you will excuse the absences of Kelt and Sheryl. They are on an important assignment.” The keeper whose name was Terra said. As usual, her voice was warm yet stern and authoritative. I cast a glance to her side where Keeper Tana stood with her unimpressed face. Then Roy stood b