Hot Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Beth “That was Levi,” I said, waving vaguely toward the door as it clicked shut. “He’s… uh, my bodyguard.” Rachel’s eyebrows shot up. “Your what now?” “Bodyguard,” I repeated, biting back a laugh at her expression. “Stacy hired him after Tommy totaled my car. He didn’t like the idea of me being without protection.” “Oh my God,” Rachel whispered, leaning in like I’d just confessed to harboring a mafia secret. “He’s your own personal Jason Statham?”

“Nice to meet you, Kimmy.” “You too,” Kimmy said, shaking it. “I didn’t know you were dating someone. But that’s great. I mean, I’ve got a full course load, and... well, let’s just say my bodyguard’s been keeping me on my toes.” As if on cue, her bodyguard—tall, sharp, quiet—stepped forward. Kimmy blushed. She turned and gestured toward a tall man standing a few steps back—broad-shouldered, alert, and clearly protective. He gave Kimmy a slight nod.

Moreover, her white dress' shoulder step had come loose falling to the side, exposing her milky silk skin, absolutely flawless from there his eyes traveled to her well-defined collar bones almost calling out to him to leave hickeys and down ways to her provocative cleavage. Beautiful, was all he could think. "Thank you!" She chimed jumping out of his arms to stand on her own feet. He was disappointed at the loss but nonetheless he came back to earth from his trance. "My duty ma'am. My name is Alexander Rossi, I am the new personal bodyguard assigned to you, I'll be staying with you 24/7 as per orders" he said with a stone face. "Oh cool! I'll call you Alex is that alright ?" She asked with a

“Yeah... That’s why I brought my bodyguards instead, they could really throw some good punches.” Harrison’s bodyguards looked at me, and smiled. They were really tall and burly, their figures were really towering if they stood next to me. They were built like bodybuilders, with tanned skin and sleek bald heads. One of the bodyguards had a black goatee around his face, he looked like one of those scary villains in the superhero movies, but he was actually good enough to protect me and Amy. One of them looked at me and said, . "Everything is fine now. If that crazy felon did ever manage to come around again, just give us a call, we will definitely launch our ways here. We will protect you at a

But then someone kicked the door open, and hundreds of burly bodyguards came swarming in, surrounding the scene. Zoey did not even look back. In fact, she looked triumphant. Bartholomew held his head up. "See? Zoey's bodyguards are here. You're done fo—" A scream cut him short. The greasy man who tried to ride me had a bullet tear through his hand. He was rolling and groaning on the ground. "Mr. Artemisia!" the bodyguards shouted in unison. The crystal chandelier even shook a little. Then silence choked the air. The leader of the bodyguards was my dad's confidant and a retired special force soldier, Felix Cashmere. He darted ahead and sent the men around me flying.

"I have been meaning to talk to you. I know it's none of my business, but I think you should know that your son's bodyguard is seducing him." "What?" Shantelle could not help but react. "Are you referring to Lucas?" "Yes, Doctor. I don't know if you are aware, but he hired a female bodyguard recently, and it looks like this bodyguard is scheming to climb into Doctor Thompson's bed," Doctor Brown described. Her face looked incredibly disgusted as she narrated.

rate of one bodyguard per day.” Alison, my assistant explained with a quiet tone but I could hear the fear in her voice. I sometimes wish I would get kidnapped, just to get away from my mother for a while. “I don’t care, all these bodyguards are useless, and no one can protect me. Some have weird eyes, some have a weird voice, some of them have stupid hairstyles and most of them hit on me.” I reasoned irrationally, as Allison just stared at me, she wanted to say something but was too scared to point my mistake out. “Well, the agency is really worried about you so they have managed to convince Jake Carson, to be your bodyguard and he is waiting outside to meet you.” She explained and my eyes

He follows my gaze. “Oh,” he says. “Ohhhhh. Okay. Damn.” I grunt, exhausted. “…but also,” he says, eyes suddenly lighting up, “what job? Who hired you? Are they hot? Are they rich? Oh my God, is this a mafia thing? Did you take another mafia job? I swear to God, Gio, if you drag us all back into crime—” “It’s a private-bodyguard contract.” Matteo’s eyes go round. “For who?”

In her words. “Give him your body, fuck him. I don’t care, if that’s what would take him to give you money. I can not be poor again.” His name is Thomas. He is strong, tall, very muscular like a bodybuilder and he’s half white, half Mexican. I love his accent the most. I had kept his number in case I had someone who needed a bodyguard. Well now I need one, because I’m about to turn everyone's life upside down and they won’t even see it coming.

When his eyes met Maddison's, something warm flickered in their depths. "Maddison, this is my security team. Alexis Chen," he gestured to the older woman, "my head of security and cousin. Marcus Trent, her second. And this is Vera Liu, who'll be your primary bodyguard." "Bodyguard?" Maddison set down her coffee. "I thought we were just discussing security measures." "We are," Alexis said, her voice crisp and professional. "And one of those measures is making sure you don't leave this building without protection. After yesterday's unsupervised excursion,"