Hive Guardians Novels & Stories

A shadowy figure, ephemeral yet imposing, materialized at the edge of the Haven. "I warned you," the voice of the Primordial Guardian boomed, "And yet, you persist in your folly." The guardians, recovering quickly, stood their ground, the air thick with anticipation and the promise of an impending clash of cosmic proportions. The shadowy figure of the Primordial Guardian, a swirling mass of ancient energies, stared down the guardians, its presence dwarfing even the grandeur of the Veiled Haven. Sasha, her voice unwavering, responded, "Guardian, we respect the epochs you represent, the ancient energies you safeguard. But we must act to protect our realms, our very existence."

Aunt Belinda, who I'd like to call the keeper of our family's secrets, began to tell us the mysteries of our family. She began, "I have told you before that our parents were warriors who died in the Great War but I didn't tell you the full story. Your grandmother was actually a Guardian too and your grandfather was a Half-hybrid. A half hybrid is a werewolf or vampire who can channel the powers of the other part of himself but is not permanently both. He is one but can be the other. When they both fought in the war, I have heard that your grandmother didn't want to pass on her Guardian powers to her children as she felt the responsibility to be too heavy to bear. So she prayed to the moon go

Reluctantly, I opened my eyes to see a giant beast pinning my assailant to the ground. My savior had the smaller wolf’s throat in his jaws, squeezing slightly, causing another whimper. I glanced around the clearing to see the other Hunters crouching low to the ground, and I didn’t blame them. More wolves arrived, all with shades of dark fur and bright blue eyes. Their size also gave away what they were. They were at least three times the standard size of a wolf. I gasped in shock. “Guardians.” I breathed. Guardians were at the top of the food chain, protecting our King Alpha, who ruled over all the packs. The King himself explicitly chose each Guardian. To challenge a Guardian would be to ch

Hunter barged inside the old abandoned factory. He wasn't alone. Three of his men were with him. Hunter has come along with Aurora and Draken saying he won't let them go alone as security should be tight because of Alonso. To his surprise, none of them said anything, and also Aurora didn't ask for Silvia to come along with her.

Elysia, tapping into the void, whispered, "We can breach its defenses. Focus your energy on that weak point." The guardians, their determination unyielding, directed their combined power towards the weakened spot in the Harbinger's shield. The vortex trembled, revealing glimpses of the Harbinger's true form—an entity forged from the very fabric of the void. The Harbinger, now exposed, shrieked, "You dare challenge the essence of the void? Foolish mortals!" The guardians pressed on, their attacks coordinated and relentless. The Celestial Harp's notes resonated with the echoes, amplifying their strength.

I had never seen one that was this fucking big or unique looking. “This handsome boy is Fueyo,” she said, petting his head. “He’s one of this pack’s Hellhounds. I’m not sure how much anyone knows about Hellhounds, but they are guardians. They are Hades’ personal creation, and he chooses who they will become the guardian of. Hellhounds are rare and extremely powerful, so he is very selective of who is blessed with them. This handsome boy is Klayrn’s guardian.” ‘Byron, make a mental note to add all of this shit to the database.’

“We come to pledge our loyalty, show our respect and commitment to the Guardians of the Realm. We will live by the covenants of the Guardians. We wanted you to know that you have nothing to fear nor any need for concern about my coven. When he is done speaking, he and his coven all take a knee, bowing their heads. I look at Liam, not knowing what to say. He looks just as lost as I am. I step forward, feeling Liam shift behind me, ready to pull me behind him if this is a trap. “Rise King Urien. I appreciate you coming here to let me know of your allegiance. It was never my intention to kill any of your kind, but when anyone comes for me or mine, they will be destroyed.” Alessia has pushed for

After Noah congratulates Ezra, we get down to business. “You all know we were attacked by hunters at the tournament. There were a lot of them, Grace says over a thousand, but we know that is a small number compared to how many there are nationwide. Rik, Liam and I talked about it. We believe that the Guardians are now a target. The hunters have seen their power and unfortunately, a couple escaped. They will report back to their leaders, and we believe they will come for them.” “They won’t get our Luna.” Carlos says, echoing everyone’s sentiment.

It doesn’t affect Donovan or Andra, but I watch as they all expose their necks in submission to their Alpha. “If I may Alpha, why wouldn’t we want anyone to know that we have two Guardians in our pack?” Patrick sighs, looking at me. I growl at him. I don’t want them to know who it is, but there’s really no way to keep it a secret now. “Because she’s underage and it puts her at risk of being kidnapped by another pack to force her into a mate bond.” They all look back at Andra again, eliciting another snarl from Donovan.

"And they locked themselves inside it." "The Emperor's seat," Valerius said, his voice trembling. "They call it Aethelgard. The Iron Hive. Three million souls live behind those walls." Three million. The entire founding ground continent held perhaps fifty thousand wolves. We were a single drop of clean water sailing into an ocean of poison. "They see us," Torin said, his Alpha instincts locking onto the movement in the harbor. A heavy, low horn blasted from the massive stone watchtowers guarding the mouth of the bay. It was a brutal, atonal sound that vibrated the fillings in my teeth.