Novel & Cerita King's Bodyguard

I opened and closed my mouth, not knowing what to say, "What do you mean?" He pulled me closer by my face, his forehead resting against mine, he smiled—one of those rare gentle smiles of his, "Repeat after me... Ezra Madden—the King's bodyguard appointed by the prime minister killed King Alexander and his secretary and some of his guards. He killed them all alone. Then after he was done with them he came for you and your child, he beat you up, but you managed to escape him, making out of the King's wing alive..."

I said. “Then why?” Because I can’t afford to lose you. The thought came uninvited, sharp and immediate, but I swallowed it before it could reach my lips. I shouldn’t catch myself saying that now, should I? “Because someone is targeting you,” I said instead. “And until I know who, I’m not taking chances.” He held my gaze, searching, weighing. “That’s the bodyguard talking,” he said. I tilted my head slightly. “Does it matter which part of me is saying it?”

He looked as though he would not hesitate to kill anyone that got in his employer's way! The entire room seemed to have gone cold with the arrival of the two newcomers, and Liam could tell, at one glance, that the bodyguard was a Third Order War King!

Jody said. Keannu suddenly fainted, "And now we've sent a War Advisor with only 6 bodyguards there?" "Oh, how about ...." Keannu was unable to finish his sentence. He hung his sentence and fell silent. Jody began to feel displeased. "General Gardner, order your men to send-" "Your Majesty, Your Majesty," a bodyguard said as he suddenly entered the palace hall building in a hurry. Jody Gardner flew into a rage, "What are you doing? How dare you interrupt the King. Do you want to die, huh?"

I become so hypnotised with him and his odd essence that he gives off, it’s as though my logical brain which is enraged with all his kind has done and what hell I was forced to endure, seems to lull itself into a calm state where it neglects to allow me to feel what I should. Realising I couldn’t stay pressed up against the wall forever, I push myself away ensuring to fix my clothes that rode up a little when Baron went on a little expedition of my body, and soon walk out of the dining room where I was met with the same four buff guys from before. “Hello ma’am, we believe it is only appropriate for us to now introduce ourselves. We have Mason, Carter, Peter and I am called Charlie. The King

I receive three very uncomfortable nods, eyes looking anywhere but at me. King turns me so I'm facing away from the men and she who shall not be named doesn't like it in the least. I start counting backward by threes while trying to follow what King tells me as she fights me again. I focus on King's words and try to stay in the moment. Or at least a human moment. "Axel is also one of my guards, though his primary responsibility is my health and that of my men. These Warriors will help you when needed. They'll stay close tonight and offer a barrier if things get out of hand."

smile. "Of course, we do I just want to hear it from you. Imagine my surprise when the one and only Damon Williams takecare his bodyguard even tried to kill some small girl, the badass leader who can't live without his feamale bodygurd. I was wondering if the world was ending then." Damon chuck again. "Yea that small girl who basically try to kill me." The bastard had to be enjoying this and it shows.

Mr King Keisha Martins is what you would call a thief. A good thief; at least that's what she says. She practically steals from the bad people and delivers to the good people; at a hefty price, of course. And she reckons it's a win-win situation. Bad guys lose, the good guys win and she gets some hard-earned money in the She is quite content with her perfect little existence and risky way of living because hello, adrenaline? Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger.

“Sometimes he’s needed a bit of extra muscle and he and Wolf go back a long time, so King’s asked the MC for help with some… tricky situations. They trust each other implicitly and they have each other’s backs without question and when shit is hitting the fan, that’s what you need to be able to count on.” It totally didn’t surprise Jo at all that King worked in some kind of security – he definitely had a black-ops or bodyguard vibe – or that in his job, he needed back-up muscle whilst shit went sideways. She didn’t doubt even slightly that King was involved in some rough, maybe shady, operations, and she decided to not pursue this line of questioning any further. Sometimes, it was better to

he said, glaring at King. "Kane... You are being chased by an underground organization," King calmly explained. "They have a hacker, and if that hacker happens to trace us here, we're both dead." "Aren't you their Cabecilla? Why are you opposing your own organization?" That was what he couldn't understand. It seemed like he wasn't the only one who needed to hide, but both of them did. Those bruises... It wasn't like his subordinates would just let him get beaten up like that. Unless-they were the ones who inflicted those bruises, or someone higher up had, and no one had enough authority to protect their Cabecilla.