Novel & Cerita My Shield Hero

"You find yourself. You found yourself in the crypt. You found yourself in the vault. You are the Queen, remember? Queens don't live in exile." He rubs my arm. His touch is soothing, hypnotic. "Let me take care of you," he begs. "Let me protect you. That’s what I’m for. I’m the shield." I think of the assassin. I think of the blood on the stone floor. He is the shield. But a shield only works if you are standing behind it. I shift. I rest my head on his shoulder. I look at the window. The glass is dark, reflecting the two of us huddled on the cheap couch.

I said, stepping toward the ruins, the fire in my chest ready to burn the place to ash. But a voice called out behind me. “Wait.” I turned sharply, every muscle coiled—then saw her. Sherry. She walked up with a calm purpose. “I’m going to shield you,” she said, her voice steady. “So you can use your power inside.” I blinked, surprised. “You can do that?” I asked, glancing at Elijah. He nodded once.. But Sherry only smiled—confident, unfazed. “I am a shield,” she said. “I can only shield your mind. The ancient magic in the ruins won’t touch you—not while I’m holding it.”

Even I, if I were him, I wouldn't believe me either. The shield that was created by my unconscious sister started fading, and both of Chris and Earl got themselves ready to escape the lake. Chirs lift up Stephany between his hands, while Earl stands before them protectively. They both were ready to die while protecting her, and no one was ready to even stand by my side. The moment the shield was completely gone, Chris used his gifted - the illusion to duplicate them all. In a while, there were too many of them. The next while, it was only me. I was left alone.

The coalition leader who launched the attack shouted angrily. “She is protected!” He ordered multiple warriors to fire simultaneously at the platform. A barrage of energy blasts flew toward me. I did not retreat. Instead I raised both hands. The throne power inside me surged outward. A circular barrier formed instantly around the platform. The incoming attacks collided with it exploding harmlessly against the shield. My eyes glowed silver. The barrier expanded. Not just to defend. But to push. The shield force exploded outward like a shockwave knocking coalition warriors off their feet.

"That's what I developed for the wraiths. Shields that could differentiate between our team passing through and attacks coming in." "That's incredible." He circles the shield, studying it from all angles. "Can you make it larger?" "Yes. Watch." I expand the shield, let it grow until it encompasses both of us. Inside the translucent barrier, it's just us, cut off from the world. Garrett looks around, then at me. "This is what you used to protect everyone." "This is what I used to protect you." The correction is soft. "When you were injured. When the wraiths were tearing into your mind."

Soldiers checked weapons, tended to the injured, and prepared for what was sure to come. Eolan turned his gaze toward the horizon. The clouds still hung low, but somewhere beyond the ridge, a sliver of light pierced the gloom. “We are the shield,” he said, voice steady. “The shadow that fights the darkness with darkness.” As the sun dipped low, casting long fingers of light across the ravaged land, the group stood united, ready to face the gathering storm. --- The night came swiftly, swallowing the camp in a cloak of cold and silence. Fires flickered in the distance, the uneasy lull before the next wave. Eolan sat near the fire, the shadow resting quietly now, but never far from his mind.

Maybe he knew I wouldn't listen. "No," he agreed, the truth simple and heavy. "You're not. You're... different. You got caught in the battle. But you're also the shield, Veronica. The thing they want to break to get to me. The thing I need to protect." "Collateral." I nodded slowly, the word hurting like a slap. "And the flag. So let's talk about the shield's protection. Elias. Who is he, really? And what did 'neutralized' mean, Leonard? Please. Just simple words."

Adrian said, and I preened at his praise. "You have made a powerful shield in the first try itself. It would stay intact until you remove it or go to sleep. Remember to place the shield every time after you wake up," he instructed. That answered whether the shield was permanent or temporary. I nodded at him in response. "Now the demons wouldn't be able to sense me if I go out, right?" I asked enthusiastically. "They wouldn't but that doesn't mean that you have to try it out right now," he replied with a doubtful look.

she said when she opened her eyes. "He's supposed to be your bodyguard, Kim. Not your Bestie. He's not supposed to be 'nice' because being nice is not his job" Hillary said, relaxing in his chair. "I like Asher, he does his job well. He's efficient and tough. I like that" Kimberly groaned inwardly. He was tough alright. She knew that. "And he's supposed to be with me all the time.... Living in my apartment?" she asked.

Allie said, smiling widely. I turned to Kieran because for someone who was thrown against the wall just the previous day, she was sounding way too cheerful for my confused self, who was trying to make sense of everything they told me. Apparently, seeing Dylan get hurt somehow triggered my protective side which caused me to release the shield. And it wasn't just any shield, as the moment it came upon them, it began to heal them as well, which was one of reasons Dylan was alive. "Do you think the moon goddess is using me as an experiment to see what she can do?” I asked, and Kieran let out a soft chuckle.