Protecting Her Novels & Stories

"Your real father." I opened my mouth. "Not now," she replied. "There isn't time for all of it now, and I'm sorry for that. But I need you to take it and keep it." She reached up with two fingers and pressed them over my closed hand. "Never let anyone see this. Never. Not Christopher, not Gerald, not anyone you trust. No one." "Mama, what is it?" "It's protection," she answered. "As long as you carry it, certain things can't find you. Certain people." Her fingers tightened over mine. "Promise me."

She didn’t know where the man was taking her, but guessed wherever it was Mia would be waiting. She looked at the guard house, there was no sign of the guards. Where were they now she needed them? As they walked further away from the house she looked round hoping to find a weapon. Her eyes caught a large log of wood on the ground. “Who are you working for?” She asked trying to distract him. “Be quiet and move!” She stumbled and fell to the ground, her hands closed on the log. “Get up you idiot!” He snapped irritated. She jumped up and hit him across the face with the stick.

she said and pulled me up. “Are you sure?” I asked, reluctant to follow her. “I will protect you,” she declared with a smile as flawless as an angel’s. I didn’t know how to feel anymore. I should be the one saying that. Now I have become more helpless than a baby orphan. How does someone who can’t protect herself protect others? ***

Even though she was hit in the chest and it hurt, she was fine. It seemed that she was wearing a vest that was both fire-proof and bullet-proof. No wonder Sean had told her to protect her head. "Don't move." "Don't stop me. My duty is to protect Eli," The mercenary said. Eli wanted to pop her head out to take a look, but at the same time, she was afraid. She was scared that she would die. She quickly covered her head with both her hands. She lay on the ground and did not move at all.

But the person who said he had to protect her at this moment, his mind was just a child, he also did not have Milan's strong measures, and what did this person use to protect her? She lay in his arms, her eyes wide open, what did he use to protect her?

he asked "Jett. She’s a liability.” “She’s under my protection now. Anyone touches her, they die slower than the last guy. Spread the word.”

Her heart was beating wildly, making her feel like she was running for a thousand miles under the scorching weather. "Don't you dare hurt her!" She shot them an even more piercing glare. It was like her eyes were going to burst into flames. "Step aside, your highness!" "Your highness! Do you even know who's that person that you're protecting from us?" "Your highness! It was her who kidnapped you! Why are you suddenly protecting that murderer?"

It was her way of keeping me safe. Midway through the attack, her arms moved to cover me. Though danger pressed close, she angled her body away from mine. A moment stretched long, filled only with breath and motion. Her silence spoke louder than shouts ever could. Between strikes, protection came in glances, not words. Even as threat closed in, her focus stayed fixed on keeping me unaware. Her body pressed close to mine, caught in the grip of my embrace. Fingers moving through her hair, slow and steady, while anger clawed up from inside. The tightness in my jaw matched the heat behind my eyes. Breathing deep did nothing to quiet what wanted to scream.

She had broken open the vial necklace that Elder Morris had given her to use it to protect us as she drew a border of protective shield around us. As the circle completed she motioned me to step in and I saw the border glow even in the night with a light of its own. I just hope it would be enough to protect us. Stepping in I pulled her close to myself and felt her shiver with such a fervor that I was scared whether she would be able to stay conscious for long enough to be safe.

And guards. I want her protected at all times.