King's Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Zachariah called someone and after some time, two men appeared in front of them. "Meet them Rose, they are Marcus and Noah, your bodyguards." Vladimir said. Marcus and Noah bowed their head. "Kings. Queen." They said on respect. Rose smiled at them while the Kings ignored them. Rose turned her attention towards her mates. "Why do I need bodyguards?" Rose couldn't help but ask. "You are the Queen Rose. You need protection. Although no one will dare to harm you because you are their Queen but we don't want to take any risk." Zachariah told her.

Blood red orbs stared back at me with cold, dark indifference that sent a shiver slither down my spine. He was not alone. He walked in and Liam entered behind him. Closing the door, I looked up at both of them. “How did I not see it?” Liam growled as he hang his head. “Yeah, you were supposed to be her bodyguard!” King Silas grunted, and that had Liam snapping up at his brother who crossed his arms against his chest. “Oh that’s fucking rich, coming from someone who’s sitting sipping wine watching a goddamn screen!” he shot back.

Kate suggested "Who do you want? You can have Ceaser, Melin, Kazi, and any other, but Derrick is an exception" The King said, Kate, didn't know anyone of them she had mentioned "How about Jaden becomes my ur guard," She said surprising Everyone, especially Jaden "Am your brother Kate! How can I be your Bodyguard?" Jaden said "Please Jaden does it, she is your little sister, and I know you don't want anything happening to her," The king said. Jaden looked at Kate who was now smiling at him

He looked better than the last time he had seen him, stronger. "He's alive," Carolyn started crying as she stepped on small rocks to make herself taller and take a better look at her brother. "But what is he doing with the Mad King? Is he a prisoner?" Keith didn't answer her right away. He kept staring at Alec and knew the uniform he was wearing was not one for a prisoner. His best friend was now the King's Guard, the most important man to look after the king, the one he trusts the greatest. "He's the King's Guard," Keith muttered, "What is he doing? Why would he protect the Mad King?"

"Don't worry. I'll try to come back as soon as possible!" After that, he got into the car and left Brookbourn. He was not worried about Diane and his family's safety. After all, there were six beautiful bodyguards protecting them and every single one of those warrior king level bodyguards was a junior general. Although they were only at the entry-level of warrior kings, no one in Brookbourn could lay a finger on them. Thus, he was not worried.

“Here. This is a burner. There were literally five numbers saved on your phone-" "It's a new phone! Bart took my old one when I got to Caines," she cut him off defensively. "Of course he did. Anyway, I saved all your contacts for you on here. This is for emergencies only. Do you understand? The people who are looking for us will find us within minutes of you using this phone. " "Who are you talking about? You mean the reporters from before?" "Worse. The King's Guard." "The King's Guard?" "An elite special unit of highly skilled men and women with unlimited resources. By now they are watching your mom, Bart, anyone with even the slightest link to either of us."

He knew who I was? "Who are you calling that? I’m not the princess. Are you sure you’re not seeing things?" I said, denying it. He shook his head. "I’m not seeing things because I know you personally. Before I came to the school, I came because of you." "Who the hell are you, and what do you want from me?" I blurted out angrily. "I’m your personal bodyguard, sent by His Majesty to protect you from them. That’s because the King doesn’t trust them either."

Abby Sherman and how i found myself in a huge debt and tangled with a notorious criminals, Felton Arlene and his suppose girlfriend cheffy Richard. The journey just begin, I said to myself as i entered the car and sat at the backseat and i watch as Felton drive away along the wet street.

But when Grayson got out and started across to Marcus, Piers stepped out of the car. "What are you doing here?" Grayson asked, freezing where he stood. Piers smirked but said nothing. A self-satisfied smug spread across Marcus' face. "I heard that he needed a job, and I needed a personal bodyguard." "You still have protection from the Crown," Grayson said. As a part of the Royal Family, Marcus was under the protection of the Crown. As such, bodyguards would be furnished for him for life. Marcus shrugged. "I needed someone who couldn't be bought."

I smirk at the thought, for it's very pathetic. He takes off my last shoe, gently, and slowly he rises up. His large and pleasant frame hovers beside my bed, and as always he doesn't utter a syllable as he makes sure everything around me is in order. That's my bodyguard. The windows seem well shut, the AC is running to my liking, and other security details he affirms; the ones only he understands. I just watch him as he does it all. But fuck, I need to get out of this dress—it's too tight.