Protective Novels & Stories

Jillie I sat in the front row with Jarren and about fifteen guards surrounding us. It was the first time we’d ever had to have protection around us, other than our royal wedding. Well, it was the first time that I could actually see them. Jarren informed me that they were there every time we went out or I went out without him and other people around. It was cold in the building, and even with all of the people surrounding me, it was still freezing, probably because their body temperatures were in the fifties.

My brother lowered his head and gripped my hand tightly. "Everything has happened. It wasn't your fault." I shook my head. It was my fault because I couldn't fight them and became a coward. My wolf reprimanded me and asked me to throw all those thoughts away. She satirized me because I don't blame anyone else except myself. "I promise I will always protect you." Gregory looked at me deeply, and his face showed seriousness. "That incident will not be repeated." "That's right. Daddy will make sure you are always safe from all sorts of dangers. Daddy won't even let an ant bite you." Dad hit the ants walking on the wall.

Everyone who played this game was at risk. "We'll leave about four o'clock this afternoon," she muttered. She loved being around Clara, but that instinct she'd always had for protecting those she cared about was sounding alarms all over the inside of her brain. Did Clara even have battle armor? She remembered seeing Lillian in it once. "I'm going to go visit Banshee," she finished, then whirled her wheelchair around and made her way to the assassin's room.

I reminded him. He sighed, but then nodded. “I know you’re right. But if anyone even looks at you the wrong way—” “I know what you will do,” I interrupted. “You will make them pay.” “I will, and it will hurt.” “I’m a shield now, and I’ve gotten quite good at protecting people.” “Yeah? Can you protect me?” he asked. “I can, but I hear it feels strange,” I explained. “Try.”

He questioned sounding pissed and I cringed. Maybe it was the emotion clouding my eyes or my withdrawal, but he dropped on the bed next to me, taking my hand in his. My hand looked so small in his almost covered completely by his much bigger one. "I'll protect you, Nancy, with my life, I promise you that. Whoever it is you can't talk about, I'll protect you from them with my last blood." He looked serious saying that and for some reason, I believed him, I believed he'd really protect a human like myself.

If he wanted to hurt me he already had two chances, in the forrest and today, on contraire, I see in his eyes a grand drive to protect me. There’s no logic explanation, I’m guided by my most primitive instincts. The fact is that I feel weirdly safe in front of him. I know somewhere, his human essence recognizes and hears me, so if he recognizes me, if the man who loves me is inside this being, I’m sure he won’t hurt me. I go to the back porch, I get a big bowl, I fill it with water, I come back to the front porch and put the bowl with water near the threshold.

This was probably why I didn't want to tell him. "It's a protection spell. It's almost like a resurrection spell which means that, just in case I die by any supernatural means, I'll come back to life in a few days or weeks." I explained but Peter's worries didn't diminish. He still kept rewarding me with skepticisms. "And what if it isn't by supernatural means?" I gulped down my saliva, unable to face him. "I'll be fine." I muttered in oblivion. "That word again. Zeus, this is something big!" He pitched. "You're taking this issue lightly---"

I let that sit for a second. “Here’s what I can tell you, though. This isn’t the end of the story. Not even close. From right now…tonight…things change. If you stay, you get real protection. Not promises on paper. Actual, boots-on-the-ground, eyes-never-leaving-the-perimeter protection. Triple the patrols. New sensors. Trained teams who’ve been doing this for years. And if…God forbid…anything like tonight ever happens again…” I paused, then grinned, the tiniest, cheekiest grin I could manage. “I will personally walk into the woods, find the biggest, meanest werewolf in this pack, and make him carry my purse while I personally kick the intruder’s ass in flip-flops.”

I muttered to myself. ‘In terms of how one can protect themselves against such unpleasant creatures...’ I swiftly sat up in my chair. My attention was immediately captured. ‘...There are a few methods that can keep the dark creature at bay, based on its nature as well as its personal strength. Amulets and other keepsakes are a good protective measure when the protection is looking to be kept on a singular basis. However, to widen the stance and cover a larger span of people, one can always create a barrier.’

I finally say after few minutes of silence. The noise of cars zooming past us on the highway,our only distraction. He didn't reply. Instead looking at me with those concerned eyes,he placed my face between his palms and kissed my forehead. I smiled. This is what protection feels like. When you know the other person can do anything for you. The best feeling in this world "Don't you dare do anything like that again love.You must remember your safety should always come first" "But Mar! The police would have caught you-"