Naga Guardian Novels & Stories

She looked at the fire for a moment and then back at him. "My son doesn't have a personal guard," she said. "He's refused one for three years. He's twenty-five years old and he runs a company and he moves through this city like it poses him no particular risk, which is either confidence or carelessness and I have never been able to determine which." She said this without heat, without the softness of a worried mother. She said it the way she might have said something about a business liability that had not yet been resolved. "Tonight has clarified for me that the situation needs to change."

The only thing he had known throughout his reign was contract made with royalties can only be approved by blood if that contract is… His eyes widen by the revelation. He shouted to his coachman to move faster to the castle. Once he had arrived there, he raced through his office and seeing two creature stand in front of his office door made him froze. Both man, no, a Naag, dark creature of snake descent was standing in front of his door, guarding it with a grin aiming towards him. All three are built with the same size but Adam know he couldn’t stand chance fighting them alone. “Guards! Guards!” He cried for his wolfen guard but no one answered. Right at the corner of the room was three wolfs

“You smell like the bear, but you can’t be him. So, who are you and why are you here?” “Why can’t I be him?” Bjorn asks. Nigel scoffs. “If you were him, you’d look like this,” he says, gesturing to his scarred body. “Ahh, yes, well, I did look like that. Then, my daughter Hope took me and my daughters to the fae lands. The queen there is a Guardian, you’ve heard of the Guardians?” he asks. Nigel glances at me and Carlos, then back to Bjorn. “All wolves know of the Guardians.”

He was injured but it wasn’t fatal. "Stop." I commanded, raising my hand and creating a shield of ice. "We are not here to kill." I wasn’t sure it’d work, Hunter and Theon were both holding their swords ready, their eyes flaming and their auras blazing around them. "You do not venture into the lands of Naran, where you are not welcome." The Naga hissed. It was the first time I had heard one speak. His voice was deep and raspy, and his cold, sinister glare was trained upon me as he struggled against the ice that encased the tip of his tail and spread upwards.

She looked closely and saw that it is the same alligator she saw in her dreams, the lazy one that is always laying there when others were following the women around. “Is that you, how come I can see you and nothing else?” she asked looking at the alligator. “Yes, it's me my queen, Ngwedi your guardian and you can see me because that’s what the gods want you to see. From now on whenever you request my presence you will not only hear me but you will see me as well.” Said Ngwedi and Mapula nodded. “Ngwedi, what do the gods want me to do?” she asked.

“I cannot say, Briar. The curse prevents me. The Guardians crafted the curse so that the truth of his identity would never pass our lips. To speak his name is death.” I swallowed hard, frustration burning in my chest. “What about the Guardians? Who are they? Why do they fear me so much?” Naia's grip on my hand tightened gently. “They are beings older than human memory, protectors who claim to keep balance. They saw sirens as threats, creatures of pure emotion and wild magic. They fear the chaos our song brings. But you, Briar—you carry not only siren blood but wolf. Your wolf is awakening, and together, your combined magic can unravel even the strongest Guardian enchantment.”

Just breathless, muffled horror. “Good,” Adrian said, exhaling, turning back toward Justus like nothing had happened. "Let’s continue.” His eyes then shifted left. “Nathan, was it?” From the thorned vines surrounding the bed, a man emerged—Nathan. His eyes full of shame, but his spine straight. “Please remind this… insignificant little wolf what the role of a guardian is.” Nathan stepped forward, voice even. “We serve the Blessed Luna. Without influence. Without forcing her choices. We protect. We never decide.”

I asked curiously, he took a deep breath. "No...! No one can see through the shield protection seal, other than us, the Guardian Clan" "The Guardian Clan..." "Yes, we are born as the guardian to the Divine healers" he stated, "I am Rona Wuji, the guardian to the Alpha and Luna to the Divine healer pack. My ancestors had been guarding the divine masters for years. But in just a day, everything changed. The chief of the guardians assigned me an assignment, and when I returned, the entire pack had been wiped out. As a result of my lack of attention and unfulfilled duty, a curse erupted within me, blinding me. I had been attempting to find the master's family ever since I heard they had been sol

So, how can I hold him to a standard that I am not willing to live up to. ‘Plus, we’re his Guardian.’ ‘What? What does that mean, Alessia?’ ‘A Guardian is the protector of an Alpha. The Alpha changes with the death and rebirth of the Guardian spirit. Liam and Cyran being our mate, makes us their Guardian. We can’t walk away from them. It is our destiny to protect them.’ ‘So even if I don’t want to be, I’m stuck with him?’ ‘I guess you don’t have to agree to being his mate, but yes, for the entirety of our lives, we are bound to them.’

I clear my throat quietly and bring myself to focus as she repeats herself once more. “Alpha Wade,” she says slowly, making sure I am paying attention this time. “I, Aliauna Fletcher, 115th Guardian of the Guardian sect, bind myself to you. It is my honor and my mission to protect you at all costs, My life is forfeit if it means that you may survive. My blade and my body are weapons for you to use as protection. I am your shield, your sword, and your confidant.” She takes the stone dagger off the pillow between us and she lifts it up to the sky.