Old Guardians Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Oliver, Abraham, I'll leave these three underlings of the Southern Boss to you! Help me properly look into their crimes. Make sure you lock them up for a long time," Leon ordered Oliver and Abraham. "Yes, sir!" The two of them acknowledged. "No." Hearing that, the three guardians paled. They no longer had the air of arrogance they had before! In particular, the Fifth and Sixth Guardians were in their middle ages. They still had a lot of luxury in their life to enjoy!

“You will speak to me. Not to the hallway. Not to the shadows. If you carry a rumor, drop it here so I can step on it.” The oldest elder lifted his head. His eyes were still sharp. “We are not your boys,” he said. “We are your elders. We are the memory you are meant to keep.” “You are the memory I pay to keep me from making the same mistake twice,” I said. “So remind me, not each other.” The ledger elder wet her lips. “There is talk,” she said. “The kind that does not stay in walls. That an omega under your roof is showing strength that does not belong to omegas.”

Rex was old now, no longer the spirited dog of his youth. He lay weakly on an expensive carpet. When he saw me, like a gentle elder, he extended his tongue and tenderly licked my palm. I crouched down, pressing my cheek against his forehead and stroking his coat, which was no longer as smooth as it once was. Just then, the door burst open! My brother's assistant, that Omega named Celeste, stormed in with two scarred Delta bodyguards. Her face showed undisguised jealousy and malice. Before I could ask what was happening, Celeste struck me hard across the face, sending me crashing to the floor.

On the day my mate's dying first love went into labor, his parents posted ten warriors at my door. They did it only to stop me from storming the delivery room and ruining the birth of Alpha Kaelen's heir. However, I never showed up, not even after the cries of a newborn filled the air. His mother, the former Luna, held the other she-wolf's hand with a sigh of relief. "Liana, with us here, that barren Elara will never harm you or the pup!"

Another wore armor unlike anything Adrian had seen in a history book. Then one light stopped directly in front of Adrian. It hovered only inches from his face. Slowly... It transformed. An elderly man appeared within the glow. Thomas Vale. Adrian's grandfather. Not as he had last seen him. Younger. Healthier. His eyes were filled with urgency. He raised one trembling hand. Without making a sound, his lips formed three words. Don't trust him. Before Adrian could react, the light shattered into thousands of glowing fragments and disappeared into the night.

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o

They had these long-winded stories that ended in practical advice, and for the first time, I felt like I was actually part of them. Suddenly, the doors swung open. A guard announced, "The Alpha and Luna have returned!" I stood up, a genuine smile breaking across my face as my parents walked in. They looked tired from the journey but happy. "Jessica!" my father called out, coming over to give me a rib-cracking hug. He pulled back, looking at the council members and then at the documents on the table. "It seems the palace hasn't burned down. In fact, the pack seems more peaceful under your regime than mine."

” “ Oh come on old man…what makes you think my mom here doesn't enjoy my company.” “ I don't! Silly.” “Ouch. You know what are we talking about?” “ It has nothing to do with you.”Elder varis answered. “ It has man…what if rogues comes attacking and I can't protect my Luna here.” He said teasingly. “Duncan will always protect her.” Elder varis said and I smiled. Kael rolled his eyes dramatically,” Duncan he's getting old Luna. Have you forgotten you married an old man.” I turned to him sharp,” shut the fuck up kael. Not a word from you.”

But when Gordan Chen and Jax Hill walked into the council chamber at the heart of the Red District, flanked by Nikolai and the other OGs, the room went silent. "The serpent has returned to our garden," Gordan announced, his voice echoing through the vaulted stone chamber. "Kitana Lee is using the ghost of Jackson Connors to haunt our streets. She thinks we’ve grown soft, that we’ve forgotten the weight of our own history." "The 'Next Gen' is the spear," Jax added, stepping forward. "But the 'Old Guard' is the shield. Without the shield, the spear has nothing to protect. Davina Quinton has personally requested our mobilization. She knows that only the 'Old Guard' has the grit to face a ghost.

He groans and shuts the door all the way. *** “This is your last chance to come with us,” Cole says as we both watch the stream of people walking into the mansion in front of us. “We’ll be so much more fun.” I actually consider accepting Cole’s invitation for a moment. Our planned card game night fell through because Jude had to work overnight, and I got invited to this thing. This thing being the Guardians’ (the basketball club I used to work for) 75th anniversary celebration dinner. I had not expected to receive an invitation.