Jedi Temple Guards Novels & Stories

After so many years, the world was like a legend to them. As for the members of the Alliance Guard, they seemed to have felt that it was difficult for the people over there to find the entrance into this area. Hence, they only symbolically sent two disciples who made mistakes to guard the area for a period of time. Basically, the pavilions took turns in sending people over, who then would stand guard for a year. In the beginning, everyone sent disciples with higher fighting prowess as they felt that this was an important task, but they eventually grew to care less.

By the time I walked in, Jude was already snapping at three more guards. “You two,” he barked, pointing at a big guy with a neck tattoo and another one in a suit. “You’re with Raymond. All day. All night. Bathroom. Kitchen. He breathes—you know it.” They both nodded fast. Jude turned to another guard, one with red eyes and a shaved head. “You. You patrol the perimeter. Anyone even blinks near the gates, I wanna know. Got it?” “Yes, sir.” Jude’s voice dropped low and deadly. “Nothing—and I mean nothing—better happen to him. Or I swear on every grave in this damn city, I’ll tear your heads off myself.”

At the same time, the garden area was filled with noble elves who liked to read books. Jordan clenched a fist at the side of his thigh through the soccer-sized courtyard. "Everything has changed; something must be wrong," said Jordan. The steps were climbed one by one. There were only two guards in all-black suits. Behind their jet-black glasses, the two of them scanned the void. They were utterly unaware of Jordan's presence.

“ Precisely, It’s part of their strategy—completely invisible even to those they protect. Makes it harder for enemies to find. The guards come from various countries and are well-trained. I have hand-picked each one of them, Prince.” "How many of them you have hired?" Adler's dark gaze pierced through Arthur's soul. “There are ten guards in total,” Arthur began, “and three of them are Japanese. These Japanese guards are particularly skilled in ninjutsu, making them masters of stealth and espionage. The rest hail from different parts of the world, each with their specialisations in combat and protection.” “Where did you get those people, and what if they betray us? I don't have to explain, I

That was when I noticed that the freshman-year counselor, Elaine Holt, had arrived. She was sitting on a chair near the dormitory building, dressed neatly in professional attire. When she saw me returning, she stood up and greeted me. "Mr. Ziegler, you're back." Normally, a counselor wouldn't come looking for a dorm security guard like this. Her appearance at this time made me uneasy. My first thought was that Ms. Bombshell had been reported missing. I studied Elaine carefully, and suspicion rose in my mind.

He replied, cringing his nose. "So which one are you then?" I asked. "I'm Jasper." He replied. I took the bracelet off my wrist and handed it to him. "Don't take it off until your hair is finished." I replied. "Yes ma'am, I promise." Jasper replied. "Can we talk to you about something?" Jenson asked. "Of course, you boys can talk to me about anything." I replied. "We are training to be the warriors in your pack but we want to mean something more." Jasper stated. I'm not really sure what he is referring to so I waited for them to further explain. "We have been warriors for as long as we can remember but we want to be more than that. We were wondering if uh- if we could be your official guards

"Lastly, we need to prepare the people to make them appear like military troops. We can keep anyone too young to shift in the center. It'll be dark by the time the enemy arrives, so maybe they won't see." "They're wolves," Commander Landon reminded me. "They have excellent eyesight." "We'll hide them behind the wolves," I reiterated. "Please let the citizens know the plan. Teach them some basics to keep the formation as much as possible." The three pack leaders took the rest of the guards away with them. Only Georgia, Rowan, Ethan, and myself were left in the temple. Ethan was still unconscious and Georgia was obviously nervous. "What can I do?" she asked. "Get Rowan and Ethan ready as much

He was on the third document when the line rang, not his mobile, not the direct line he had given out to the people who needed it, but the internal line, the extension that connected to the security post at the main gate, that rang only when the gate had a situation it needed to pass upward. He looked at it. He answered it. The guard's voice was measured and professional, which was the specific quality of a person who had been trained to deliver unusual information without the inflection that made information feel unusual. He said that there was a man at the gate. He said the man had been there for eleven minutes and had declined to state his business or produce identification beyond a singl

Rowan, and not many people would be happy to see a ghost attending a wedding, I guessed. Chris stayed behind with Anakiyus and Nas. They took turns looking after the guards in the basement. We'd learned very little from them, aside from the fact that they worked for Luna Tauriel. They knew nothing about any enchantment or the man who wanted the Moon Jade. As a matter of fact, they didn't know what the Moon Jade was.

Dawn over the Moon Stones did not bring its usual clarity, but rather a faint glow that seemed to rise from the earth itself, still trembling with the magic that had coursed through it. The portal had closed, leaving behind a heavy silence, broken only by the crunch of leaves beneath the feet of the guardians patrolling the perimeter. Queen Emma, though still pale, stood tall once more with a restored dignity that commanded respect even from the most rebellious shadows. Beside her, Maddison felt that the world was no longer the same.