Protecteur Novels & Stories

"I built it for contingencies. But yes. For you." I pull my laptop from my bag and connect it to the relay. The screen flickers. The encrypted channel activates, handshake protocols scrolling faster than I can read. SECURE CONNECTION ESTABLISHED WAITING... Then: a message. White text on a black background. Stark. HELLO, VARIABLE. I'VE BEEN EXPECTING YOU. — THE SPIRIT OF 1988 I type back, my fingers cold. WHO ARE YOU? THE GUARDIAN. THE LAST PROTECTOR OF THE REGISTRY.

The vulnerability, the fear, the possibility of being hurt. Because staying closed-off and protected was just another kind of destruction. And Eli was worth the risk.

Protective measures under review. Protective. The word should comfort but it does not. Because in this context, protection does not mean safety. It means preservation of outcome. My mind moves ahead of the screen now. If they identified me at seventeen. If they placed Leah near me before I knew her. If Livia destabilized a projection they thought was fixed. Then what I am seeing now is not the origin. It is adaptation. The shape of something adjusting.

I spent my time training the new Protector Corps, wolves who had volunteered to defend the assembly from existential threats. Teaching them combat was easy. Teaching them restraint was harder. “A Protector’s job is not to win every fight,” I told my current class of twenty recruits. “It is to end threats while causing minimum harm. We are not warriors conquering enemies. We are guardians protecting something precious.” “What if the threat cannot be ended without killing?” a young female wolf named Serra asked. “Then you kill. But only as a last resort. Only when every other option has been exhausted. The moment you start choosing violence first, you become the threat we are supposed to prote

“You realize his daughter is only 8.” I look up confused for a second before it clicks and I chuckle, “it’s not like I’m really going to put her to work at the brothel. The threat worked and that’s all that matters.” Dom just laughs and shakes his head. “I..” he gets cut off by the arrival of the guard that went to check out what the commotion was all about.

“Take good care of her. She’s the only Santoro heir now.” The door closed with a dry click. The silence was absolute. Rocco put the gun away. Came to me. “I swear I’ll protect you. Both of you. Until the end of my life.” He kissed the top of my forehead. His lips stayed there for a second. Two. Three. Sealing a promise. I closed my eyes. Luna whimpered softly in my arms. And I thought that maybe we were never truly safe. Maybe the mafia was like a virus—gets into your blood and never leaves.

“Mavric, this is dangerous! Omni-Tech has mercenaries on that ship!” “They have mercenaries, but I have the fury of a father,” Mavric stared at Liora’s eyes with an extremely dark glint. “Stay here with Leo.” “This Manor is now the safest fortress in the world.” “I’ve activated Azure’s highest-level protection protocol.” Mavric turned and walked toward the door with commanding strides. At the threshold, he paused and looked back slightly. “Rest, Liora.” “When you wake up tomorrow morning, the world will be a safer place for our child.”

"W* laaro ola,shotigbo? Ma ri nkan ti mole she fun e. Eja a malo. ( Come tomorrow morning. Let me see what I can do for you. Let's go guys) "Ese sir( thank you sir)" Dami postrated to thank Mr Aguda. He was so happy, all he could do was smile. Will things change for the good? He asked himself. He smiled as he walked slowly behind Mr Aguda and his apprentices. "Shey kon shey eni ti woli ojosi sope kema help niyen sir,koma lo je wipe...( What if this is the person the prophet told you not to render help to the other day?)"

"She willingly told you? It's common knowledge that all keepers should keep a low profile, especially if you have no one by your side protecting you. Keepers would be vulnerable by themselves and that is why finding your protector is really important for us. Protectors are any supernatural beings that were born and assigned to a certain keeper. It is somehow like mates. Protector and Keepers feel an internal connection. Protectors would feel the urge and obligation to protect keepers while keepers would feel safe and trust their protectors instantly. "She didn't exactly," he answered. "She was being chased by a group of people and I happen to be there to scare them off. Since I was curious a

We had our bath playfully and we soon both got to bed. “Hey.” Connor said randomly, pulling me closer to him. “I would do anything and everything to protect you, make sure you’re fine and no one would ever try to hurt you as long as I am breathing.” He said, it was like he was saying his vow and it was so random that it somehow scared me. “I know.” I said, hugging him and he gave me a peck on my forehead. I yawned. “I need that nap.” I said and Connor laughed.