Jack Frost Guardians Novels & Stories

Natasha asked Again "The Guardians!!!!".....

And then looked at the fire crackling in front of them. “When the civilizations where young, the Lord of the Heavens chose three gifted humans to protect the chamber of knowledge and history. He chose them not because of their lineage but because for their specific gifts. One could summon any creature, both magical and mythical, another could make the elements stopped as if he lorded it while another controls the elements. They’re called the guardians. Their purpose is to protect the secrets which lies inside the Chamber and only them could access it.” “Why so, mama?” she inquired as she inched closer to her mother.

"Facial recognition blocked. His digital footprint is... a ghost. Just like mine." "He sent a message," Nova added. "For Aurora." Jackson zoomed in on the screen. The young man was holding a helmet. And painted on the helmet was a specific symbol: A Wolf with Wings. "A wolf?" Jackson stood up. "That’s Liam’s old unit symbol. The Guardians." "Grandpa sent him?" Alex asked. "Or he stole it," Jackson checked his gun. "Let's go welcome this... party crasher." The Gate. Jackson walked out, flanked by guards.

“Honey, what is happening here? Why are these street people in our yard.” “That’s what I am about to find out.” Lucifer steps out of the SUV as his twelve highly trained guards step out, pointing rifles at the thugs. Lucifer is angered; his kids and wife had to witness this; snapping his fingers, the guard runs up to him, removing his coat. “Get my wife and kids out of here right now!” he says in a high-pitched tone as the guard walks past the thugs and escorts Joshua and Tiffany to the SUV. The thugs notice Joshua’s tattoos and realize, “this is Lucifer's kids.” Joshua stops. “Dad, I have this under control.” Lucifer lights a cigar and looks around; the crowd disappears and locks their door

Then the voice of the reporter came blasting through the speakers. "The Grand Alpha, Alpha Damian has declared the entire Blood fang pack on a lockdown. Information reaching authorities is that the fugitive Drax, and his accomplices, Rissa Bright and Lily Lucas, have taken refuge in the Blood fang pack. A number of eye witnesses have claimed to have seen people with resemblance to the aforementioned people." "The Grand alpha has given permission to search every nook and cranny of the Blood fang pack. Every home, every business, every building. The borders of the Blood moon pack will be on a twenty hours surveillance."

When they reached the designated spot and prepared to infiltrate. Whoosh! Suddenly, several floodlights lit up, momentarily blinding them. When their eyes adjusted, they realized that they were completely surrounded. “We’ve been ambushed!” The team members gripped their guns tighter, their faces tense. “I didn’t expect you to actually come.” A young handsome man slowly walked out from the darkness. His name was Jared York, a man trained by the Spencers. He was also acting on the Spencers’ orders this time. “How about joining us? I can guarantee your wealth and glory.”

One move from her and they were already scattered and spiralling everywhere. She didn’t even look up until she bumped into someone. The latter was rock solid because although Liora was the one who bumped into him, she was the one who was sent metres backwards. She staggered and then raised her head, a familiar face greeting her. Tall. Sharp jawline. Brilliant, Dangerous, Ruthless and a foe. Damien Frost. CEO of Frost Corporation. The Frosts and The Morgans’ were mortal enemies since she could remember. The story was old and ancient and she could barely remember it but she knew that they hated each other in both private and public but sometimes managed to keep up appearances in public.

For one absurd second, my mind latched onto a completely unrelated question. How in the world had those pajamas managed to support the weight of a gun? Falcon's pleading grew more frantic with every passing second. Beside him, the other guard looked as though every drop of blood had drained from his body. He remained frozen where he stood, too terrified to move. Jax noticed. "You got lucky today," he said coolly, his eyes settling on the trembling guard. "You had enough sense to keep your mouth shut." His gaze hardened. "Otherwise..."

Zenith Prime. The Genesis Forge. Zero Hour + 1 Hour 10 Minutes. The three remaining automated Guardians did not feel fear. They did not hesitate. Their programming only recognized that an unauthorized biological entity had just shattered their lead unit with impossible, unassisted kinetic force. The mechanical hounds lunged simultaneously, a perfectly coordinated strike designed to tear Sebastian apart from three different angles. "Boss, watch your six!" Jack roared, desperately trying to swing his Defender mech's rotary cannon around, but he was too slow.

"But the Wolf... the Wolf is so very hungry." Suddenly, the sky above us didn't just brighten; it turned a blinding, clinical white. The "Executioner-Pods" didn't drift down on parachutes; they slammed into the docks like kinetic weapons, the force of the impact throwing Jago and Kemi to the ground. Through the rising chemical steam and the smoke of burning concrete, the Purge-Guardians emerged. They were titans of blue-and-silver armor, their "Molecular-Disrupters" whining as they charged for a lethal strike.