My Bodyguard Trailer Novels & Stories

Jomar reminded before Travis could turn around. Ben was arrived on time when Travis came out the door. He also has a personal bodyguard besides Jomar and Cyrus. He doesn’t want to put his life in danger again because he has children to take care of. “Where are we heading?” asked Ben while maneuvering. “In my other house.” Ben drove the car fast and the car of his bodyguard followed them. Travis didn’t agree that he didn’t have a guard because his enemy might turn at him. Their guard makes sure that no one follows their every move. He knows what and where Travis’s property is.

“Yeah... That’s why I brought my bodyguards instead, they could really throw some good punches.” Harrison’s bodyguards looked at me, and smiled. They were really tall and burly, their figures were really towering if they stood next to me. They were built like bodybuilders, with tanned skin and sleek bald heads. One of the bodyguards had a black goatee around his face, he looked like one of those scary villains in the superhero movies, but he was actually good enough to protect me and Amy. One of them looked at me and said, . "Everything is fine now. If that crazy felon did ever manage to come around again, just give us a call, we will definitely launch our ways here. We will protect you at a

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Her eyes finding refuge in the scene of high-rise buildings, their windows reflecting the morning sun. Their conversation was white noise around her as she intently focused on the building in front of her. “Nat! Natalie!” Her name being called pierced through her scrambled thoughts. “Huh. Yes Daddy.” “Really Nat. Were you not listening?” Her father took an exasperated breath. “Isaiah was telling us how your security will work. Palmer will be your main bodyguard; he’ll be assisted by another guard when he has to rest. When you travel to Angola, Palmer and another guard will travel with you. All arrangement of the trip will be shared with them. Everywhere you go, Palmer will be your shadow. Do

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 her father alive and maybe, just maybe, save up for the Marina Guard Institute, she'd been wishing to get in. She didn't know yet that the job was a lie. --- The Creed mansion was a show of old money and wealth, and from her first sight of it, she was wowed as the pictures from the blogs did no justice. Jenna parked her motorcycle in the parking lot, somewhere in between the parked Bentleys and Rolls-Royces, and walked into a home that probably cost a million more than her entire apartment building. The security guards gave a double glance at her tattoos. T

Getting uncomfortable, I leave the room and stand next to the elevator, waiting for Liam. ~**~ When we get to the ground floor, there are two SUVs parked outside and a man leaning against the one behind. I remember him from yesterday. He was one of Liam's companions at the campus. He's dressed all in black and has one of secret agents' ear plug. I realize that he's a body-guard. He nods at Liam, opens the door and smiles at me. I get in and Liam follows me inside. Talk about 'class' in a vehicle. These SUVs surely cost a fortune from what I could see, and Liam didn't seem like someone who would care about the price of anything.

the bodyguard thinks to himself. "Not only would your personal life parameters exist in constant danger on the ice, but your little cubs' lives would also exist in constant danger right alongside your frame too. Your eyes have scanned the daily valley news updates, right? My mind is certain I don't have to recite the horrific stories regarding the countless children of powerful alpha families who were violently abducted from their dens, right?" the bodyguard states firmly. My mouth is completely speechless on the snow. The exact moment Ada’s transport arrives at the bottom of the mountain trail, his golden eyes log my completely pale facial expression.

"To the kitchen my noble steed." Even at twenty-two Carson was still her favorite person. He was a big man. Since he was the bodyguard for a weapons cartel family he had to be in good shape. Even in his fifties. He was bald and had brown skin that was clean of tattoos but had scars here and there. When they first met Aurora was scared of him until she realized he was a big softy. "Yes ma'am." he chuckled and walked with her to the kitchen.

*** Ten minutes later, the SUV pulled through a set of heavy iron gates, stopping in front of a secluded, dark-stone safehouse tucked behind a thick wall of pine trees. Agent Carter stood on the wide porch, two armed federal bodyguards flanking her shoulders as Jax cut the engine. I didn't let Noah’s feet touch the wet driveway pavement. I scooped him up into my arms, carrying his broad frame up the wooden steps into the warm entryway. Carter opened the heavy front door, locking it behind us with a solid, metallic thud. "The medical team checked the garage video," Carter said, walking beside us down the carpeted hallway. "Those three enforcers are in federal custody. But Blackwood is panicki

“Point taken. Here, start drying…” He tossed me a towel, then knelt by the fireplace to ignite a fire. “Fire’s up. Get over here, warm your bones.” I scrubbed my arms with the useless towel. “This ain’t cutting it!” I said, shivering harder. “I’m a walking glacier.” “We’ve gotta do better than that towel. You trust me?” “With my life!” I said with a blink. “As you are my bodyguard. So what’s the play?” “Clothes off, dry ones on!” he said, with all his cheekiness before he knelt to take off my boots. “Arms up, shirt’s gone, alright?”