Naga Guardian Novels & Stories

The final clash was coming, and the Guardians were ready. The air between the two sides crackled, heavy with energy, fire, and shadow. The men—Gunner, Tyler, Ben, and Thorne—kept the shadows pinned, their strength a wall of determination, but now the Guardians turned their attention fully to the master of evil. NaKoa prowled forward, low growl vibrating in her chest, muscles coiled for strike. Every movement precise, predatory, eyes locked on the master. Maggie loomed behind her, wings unfurling with a rush of wind, claws scraping the stone floor as she circled, flames licking the edges of her scales.

But the silver shackles keep him caged deep within me, much like very single being trapped here, pure instinct reduced to a faint growl in the back of my consciousness. The first guard stops abruptly, making me stumble to a halt. Ahead was a larger cage, standing apart from the others. Inside I notice three shifters,.. wolves, judging by their scent,… but they’re so beaten and frail it was hard to tell. “This one goes here,” the first guard says, motioning to the cage. “No,” I snarl, struggling against their grip. The other guard presses a button on a device strapped to his belt, and the collar activates again. The pain is excruciating, but still I refuse to scream. Not here. Not in front of

Neither deserved that. “Can someone please fucking fill me in on a situation that involves me?” I snapped, annoyed with their back and forth bitching without explaining shit to me. Thad turned his attention from Camden back to me. His face looked lighter as he offered me a sweet smile. “I was going to explain things before he rudely interrupted. I told you that our families were different, Jae. My family are called Guardians. We are drawn to ‘charges’ whom we are tasked to protect. You are my charge. My parents were drawn to you the day we met as someone they were tasked with protecting. It became my duty to protect you after I was initiated this summer. That was why I was so insistent on yo

“Marcus, take Team Alpha and cover the southern border along the river. If they have a boat waiting, cut them off. Team Bravo, take the old logging road and the eastern ridge. Look for vehicle tracks. The rest of you, cover every single inch of this estate and the immediate perimeter. No stone left unturned. No corner left unchecked. Report anything—tracks, scents, broken twigs, anything. We will bring her home tonight, or we will die trying.” A collective, low growl rippled through the Guardians. They nodded in unison, splitting into their designated teams with practiced, lethal efficiency. Within seconds, the hall emptied, leaving only Nathan and a small, select group of trackers by my sid

He noticed her tall, willowy frame, the light smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, and her naturally long eyelashes. And he felt his fists clenching as he also noticed the scrapes marring her milky white skin along her chin and nose. His rage built inside him to see the large and already bruising knot on her forehead, and the pain and fear showing in those amazing eyes. He was suddenly obsessed with finding whoever had hurt her so he could strangle them with his bare hands. Swallowing down his unexpected anger took every bit of self-control Pete Jenkins possessed, and he knew at that moment that he would, without question, be willing to die to protect her if that’s what it took

He would be someone who would protect her… I guess I should dive in and find out. “Mei is a nagata,” I tell him. His eyebrows practically disappear into his hair, “I thought those were a myth.” “So are we technically.” “Good point. So, you’re saying she’s a snake?” He clarifies. “That’s correct,” I nod. “Though I haven’t seen her snake form. She’s actually never shifted, her form is there though, I’ve seen it in her eyes.” “That explains Chris’s mark,” he muses to himself. “Only thing I remember reading about nagatas is they were powerful and often guardians of royals or other powerful figures like that. How the hell does one end up a slave in a wolf pack?” He asks incredulously.

But she couldn’t help but feel that way with the other. She’s hard to read, and the fact that she acted like she is hiding something. “Who are you!” she shouted at the other who was walking away from her calmly like nothing happened. Aedre stopped walking then turned her head to look at Tivona who had her hands clenched into fists at her sides, then spoke calmly. “I’m the guardian of water.”

my mom’s voice came through the other end holding anguish and worry within her words, causing a chill to run down my spine. At that moment, Pearl walked into the room looking every bit the descendant of the Moon Goddess herself and directed, “Change of plans, Guardians, you go home NOW, parts of the prophecy have sped up and she will need you near her more now than ever.” With a nod her direction, we all kicked into gear grabbing our things in a rush to pack. We hadn’t selected other members of her protection team yet but for now, all that mattered was that we made it home as soon as possible.

That felt like a dagger piercing my heart repeatedly. Actually, I am a guardian to a mafia king, Romano Starvo. We called him Lord Romano, but not me. I called him father. He found me on the lying road almost lifeless when I was ten and kept me under his roof. In return, I served him. I became his right hand, and he was the only person who knew my real identity.

I didn’t care much about my own pain, but I kept looking at Drax, expecting him to shift very soon. I didn’t care anymore. I actually wanted him to shift, so he could deal with those fucking rogues. Sadly, he didn’t. He just grunted, trying his best to subvert the pain. “That’ll teach you to learn not to talk anyhow to boss’s girlfriend.” They added as they continued hitting us. “Enough!” Ryker, who stood at the entrance, ordered them. “We want them alive for the bargain.” “Chad, guard the cave. Keep an eye on them.” He told one of them. Then he turned around, and the rest of them followed him.