Protective Novels & Stories

I was stunned by what Pierce said. "It looks like you are having big trouble protecting this lady, Saint. Why won't you just hand her to the organization? I saw how strong she feels around that can be her asset." Pierce said. "No. I promised Dad, Dad promised Tito Kristopher that we will protect his daughter no matter what happens." Saint said sternly as he walked back to the front couch. I sat on a solo couch at the end of the table. "Yeah, but this one. This one is effin' smart Saint. Can you beat this?" Pierce's challenge.

His lips were almost white, and the bond between us felt so tenuous that every breath I took was a plea. I touched her forehead. “I’ll be back,” I told her. “And so will you.” She didn’t answer. My soul cracked; I stood up and looked at the gods. “Protect my family,” I snapped violently. The Luna Goddess nodded. “We can’t fight the battle for you,” she whispered. “But you can protect them,” I snapped without fear. The goddess didn’t hesitate; she held out her hands, and a silver dome enveloped Eloise, Emmett, Grace, Temra, Isa, and our son. The creature roared with fury at the sight of the protection. That told me it was important.

“You will be dead within days. The Conti’s already sent Gina to threaten you, they won’t give up.” “How do you know about Gina?” She asked surprised. “It dosen’t matter. Now do you want this deal or not?” “You promise to let me go after six months?” She asked carefully. “Yes. Think of it like a business deal.” “Fine I accept.” “Good. That means no running away and doing what you are told. Agreed?” “I agree.” “And I promise to protect you.” He stretched out his hand, she took it reluctantly, knowing she was making a deal with the devil.

"We don't make people suffer. We defend ourselves, yes. We protect our pack, absolutely. But we don't cause unnecessary pain." "But you said..." She looked confused. "You said protect the children. I protected. I kept everyone safe." She was right. I had told her to protect the others. And she'd done exactly that, with the only tools she had—overwhelming power. "You did protect them. You did well." I kissed her forehead. "But next time, we'll find ways to protect ourselves that don't hurt so much. Can we practice that?" "How?" "Shields, like you were learning. Barriers that keep danger out instead of attacks that hurt others." I looked at Katherine. "Can we work on that?"

She held out her hand and a little charm bracelet lay inside, “I need you to put this on.” “What does it do?” “It’s for protection. I have to be away for a week and anything could happen. I’m not going to take chances.” I slipped the bracelet around my wrist and winced at the cold band. “It’s freezing.” “That means it is working.” She turned to Logan, “Never take it off.” “I won’t.” She turned to Logan, “Make sure she doesn’t take it off. All you need is one second exposed and you could get hurt.”

It took about six weeks, but we finally got it to work correctly. “Bob provides an invisible shield around your body. It’s undetectable if someone touches you, but it provides about a three-inch-thick shield which can withstand a lot of pressure and force. It saved Ems during battle one time when a Nokaura went for her heart. It’s not impenetrable, but it could certainly make a difference,” Nae explained.

What the hell are we getting ourselves into? "Nervous?" our boss, Dr. Lucian calls from the front seat as if he can sense our emotions. Her head of thick, dark hair bobs as the carriage sways over the cracked pavement. He turns and sets his eyes between me and Sara. "Don't worry," he says. "We'll be perfectly safe inside this transport. It's vacuum sealed and radiation resistant to protect us from any contagion in the zone. And the armor plating is more than enough to withstand a physical attack, should we encounter any alphas.

No time like the present, or some shit like that. I walked to the table and grabbed my wireless, loud, ear buds and put non-stop dubstep on my phone. I walked to the middle of the circle andeveryone else went to their corresponding spots. As everyone settles, V holds her arms out, everybody started to copy. With everyone's fingers about six inches apart, V started talking, "these are protective rings. The protection is for Mom and everyone else, including that beautiful baby in the basinet, in my room in dreamland. How mom taught me to make my protection bubble is to think of an unbreakable bubble and make it bigger and bigger. This bubble is your bubble, it c

Testing the edges, the way he tested everything. "No. It's worse." I shook my head slowly. "Alive and unharmed isn't protection. It's preservation. You protect a thing because you want it safe. You preserve a thing because you mean to use it later, and you can't use it if it comes to you broken." The cold spread out from the center of me. "He's not keeping me safe. He's keeping me whole. From a distance the two look the same. Up close they're nothing alike, and the difference is the whole of it."

“No please! Please! Spare her! Ple— “ I stab him straight in the heart and twist it, watching him lose his life. Just then we hear a commotion from outside the club and i signal to one of the guards to check it out. I pull out my knife and one of the guards hands me a piece of cloth on which I wipe it. My second in command, also my best friend— Dom, orders the rest of the guys to dispose of the body and clean up. I leave with him following behind me. I get to my office and set my knife down. “You realize his daughter is only 8.”