King's Bodyguard Novels & Stories

I immediately moved my hand away, my chest heaving with the exertion and the thrill of being in here, alone with him, away from all the titles and ranks that divided us. "I knew you would stop," he whispered, his voice low. It was the voice he used whenever he was alone with me, and hell, it confused me and gave me hope at the same time. He took a step forward. "Preparing for the ball?" I swallowed hard. "I am a bodyguard. The Alpha’s bodyguard. I am not to be concerned with finding romance." His eyes met mine. "I saw your eyes earlier. It twitched a little once my mate was mentioned. Would it be too much work to protect two people?"

Five years of martial arts training, a black belt in Taekwondo, and so many other skills, but it was the note from her very recent instructor in Karate, that had apparently done the trick this time. "Jenna Smith is the most dangerous woman I've ever trained." "I... got the job?" Jenna asked. "Yes you have," the voice confirmed. "Report to the Creed mansion tomorrow at 8 AM. When you arrive, ask for Kai." The line went dead. Jenna stared at her phone for a long moment. This is it, she thought. This was the breakthrough she had been hoping and praying to get. A real bodyguard job, one even better than the security firms she had applied to which could give her a bigger paycheck – enough to keep

I exclaimed with a shocked expression and he looked at me and laughed. “Only the royals can open the doors like that. Ordinary people will get shocked and some guards open the door.” He said and I was confused. “Why?” I asked within me as I just kept looking at the guard wondering what the hell was going on. We had not walked far when some guards stopped us. “You.” They came ready trying to attack only for them to be stunned by seeing Leo. “Young prince Leo.” They said in shock. They didn't greet us or pay respect to Leo but they stood there shocked by the sight before them.

Now, I sat with my friends who talked about less interesting things — a party at a new hotel, boys they've used or found disposable. He still watched, paying more attention to their conversation than I did. I glanced over at him taking in his looks. “Is he your bodyguard? I was wondering why he was standing there,” one of my friends, Rosie, said. I twirled my glass before taking a sip of my wine. I turned to face him. “He is. After my attack, Daddy swore to get me one,” I explained. The girls nodded, their faces awed at such greek- gods giving face.

I never needed to. My elbow drove into his ribs once, then again, each movement measured, efficient. His body gave way, folding under the impact. More footsteps followed, no longer concealed. Guards entered from every side, their movements tightening the space around me. Wolves circled at the edges, their low growls blending into the tension thickening the room. So, that was how King wanted to test his next bodyguard. A cold chuckle broke the quietness in the room. I remained where I was, still and watching. My eyes sharpened with my breath steady.

The guards and bodyguard exchanged intense glances, their faces reflecting a mix of curiosity and apprehension. The royal bodyguard's voice took on a note of urgency, "Speak quickly, young man, what news do you bring from the city square? What of the king and our royal family?" The mourner's words spilled forth in a rush, "Rebellion, Saheb! A stranger, a charlatan, has appeared, slaughtering our people without mercy. The king, our lord, has fallen under this imposter's sway, as have the queens, princesses, and princes. They are all... entranced."

The queen noticed a person with a pretty face and small build among the men. "He can't be your bodyguard, is he?" The king said. "Dear, I believe that the person's a girl." "Well, that's even more unthinkable. How's she fit for the role?" "I ask that you trust my judgement. I believe that she's fit to be my bodyguard." Austin said confidently. "Do you mind if she fought with one of our guards then? It's not that I don't trust you, I'd just like to see it with my own eyes. It would be quite a sight, don't you think so?" She looked at the king.

“Good. No issues? Pryce can be… verbose.” “The exchange was brief and professional, sir,” Silas replied, his voice a model of neutral efficiency. He stood at ease, hands clasped loosely behind his back, the picture of the perfect, detached bodyguard. Only Leo, attuned to every micro-shift, saw the tension corded in his neck, the unnatural stillness in his shoulders.

HIS ROYAL OBSESSION PART 1 Intro; BODYGUARD PROFILE: Name: Dorian Mirkov Age: 34 Role: Head Close Protection Operative / Personal Security Detail (PSD) newly contracted as the princess’s primary bodyguard. Status: Active Assignment — HIGH RISK

“You’ve used him as a shield for too long. He’s suffered the consequences of your mistakes while you walk unscathed. That ends now.” “But no one can protect me as efficiently as Brother Yeonho does.” “First of all, he is not your brother,” the king said, his voice cold. “Secondly, you are a grown man. Learn to defend yourself. I am appointing Kim Gguk as your new guard. He is the son of a nobleman, not a lowly slave.” King’s gaze then settled on Yeonho, as if daring him to react. He did not. “And he will train you,” the king continued.