Her Protector Novels & Stories

I made a vow: as long as I had power, I'd protect his bloodline. But now, his most pathetic descendant destroyed the roots. And with them, my power. I couldn't protect the Asters anymore. Blinking back tears, I reached out, hands shaking, and helped Henrietta up. "I've guarded this family for two centuries. When Julian got sick as a kid, when that car crash nearly killed him—I gave up pieces of myself to bring him back. But that power's gone. My body's giving out. Your family's future? That's on you now."

I was already doomed to be stuck with them forever. “You’re sure King Reid won’t be impartial and favour his own sons?” I blinked at her, waiting for clarity. “Not with me by his side, waiting to use the power of emotional blackmail.” She winked at me before smiling warmly. “You’re safe. I’m your first protector, and as long as I’m alive, I won’t let anyone hurt you.” I sighed heavily, her words bringing some assurance to my soul, and I nodded. “Fine. Let’s unpack already.”

"I wasn't pretending anything. You were acting like a fool and taking unnecessary risks. Also, a god shouldn't be such a moron." "Ouch. You're the one who shouldn't have protected me in the first place. I'm grateful for that, but it was stupid of you. You got hurt by someone from an enemy clan. Pandora says you keep trying to kill yourself." Silence. "Is she telling you such things? She has a big fucking mouth," he muttered between his teeth, narrowing his eyes. "And I wasn't trying to kill myself. I just couldn't let you die while I could do something to stop it."

He placed a hand on his face, " smart, kind and a freaking hybrid.... You must dear is the reincarnation of hybrid Veronica and you're a great treat," He stopped talking. I find it hard to believe, my parents would go ask for help from a powerful witch and so many years have and they haven't thought about telling me, rather they sent me here to the academy and didn't even card. "So? What do you want from me?".. I reinstated my eyesight on him. "Oh! It's simple, win the tournament and become a protector of the three realms,". He showed me a picture of what happens when someone becomes a protector, that person becomes a full-fledged werewolf but in my case, a tribrid ". He expressed and swiftl

Their unwavering belief in the symphony of connection fueled their determination to protect one another and to bring an end to the cycle of violence perpetuated by Jacob Green and his followers. Miranda, with her unwavering resolve, moved with grace and precision, offering support to her teammates and utilizing her strategic acumen to outwit their adversaries. She embodied the spirit of the symphony, nurturing connections even in the midst of chaos. Her calming presence brought a sense of unity and focus to the team, reminding them of the power they held when they fought together. Emily, despite her young age, demonstrated remarkable courage and resilience. She moved swiftly, avoiding danger

I asked, my voice quieter now, hesitant. Damon stopped mid-step. He didn't turn. For a long moment, I thought he wouldn't answer. But then, just when I had convinced myself to let the question die, he spoke. "Protection." The word was barely above a whisper, but it held more weight than I expected. I swallowed hard. "That's all?" His hands clenched at his sides. "That's all I have to offer." A bitter smile curled at my lips. Of course. Damon Thorne, the ever-dutiful Alpha. The protector. The warrior.

I bit my lip and turned away; I'm afraid if it's been a while, what if I really love him? It was terrible, and I will feel extremely sorry for the family and the people who trusted Alpha's daughter Blue River. ... From that day on, Vincent took me everywhere with him; he turned me into a small tail wrapped around his waist daily. Whenever I intended to betray him, he told me not to leave his sight. Vincent also warned me; Clement never gave up on wanting me; for the time being, he spared me just because Vincent was protecting me. My abduction last time is also closely related to Clement; there will be more times.

“Do you really not need my help in this case? She might hurt you. If I appear, she won't dare to hit you." Saint looked at Celine with cold eyes mixed with worry, he didn't know why he was protecting Celine in this case, and he also didn't know why he was worried about Celine, but he knew that he was extremely unhappy when he saw any injuries on Celine's face. However, Celine did not feel the strangeness in Saint's words. She smiled and said to Saint.

My feet shuddered and for a moment of euphoria, I swore that the stones themselves commemorated the return of that lost soul. "I never thought that the gates of hell would be so unprotected," I spoke with a slightly debauched smile. My lips seemed extremely dry there, and I felt desperate for a sip of water as soon as I spent saliva to talk. Vraxlon didn't have any fun in his eyes when he spoke again. "And who said they are unprotected? "He indicated with a slight arch of eyebrows on my back, and as soon as I turned around, I choked. "This is your pet, Your Majesty. Cerberus, the protector of your gates.”

"It feels… uncomfortable, having you here. I mean, we're not…." "I get it," he said quickly, not wanting to pressure her. "But think of it this way, I'm just a really overprotective friend. Besides, I promise not to invade your space. I'll be the quiet ghost in the corner." Lana raised an eyebrow, but there was a glimmer of amusement in her eyes. "A ghost, huh?" "Exactly. Just a friendly ghost who's here to make sure you're safe. Plus," he added with a smirk, "I make a mean cup of coffee in the morning. You wouldn't want to miss that."