Protectors Of Universe Novels & Stories

“We’re three thousand souls who exist in the gap between life and death. We’re outside normal reality. Reset can’t erase us because we’re already ended. And we’re using our collective will to protect those who protected us.” They wrap consciousness around everyone threatened by Reset—me, my family, Anna in Primordial, even the Shepherds—shielding us from erasure. “Fifteen seconds.” “They can’t hold against Reset,” the First Keeper warns. “Three thousand dead conscious against cosmic erasure. They’ll be unmade too.” “Then we’re unmade protecting those we love,” the three thousand reply. “Better than existing in gap while our guardian gets erased.” Reality is dissolving around their desperate

“No. Isaiah, you don’t have to do that. When it comes to her safety nothing else matters. Please let me stay. At least until we find whoever wants to kill her.” “It’s a bad idea Palmer and you know it.” “But it won’t be the only bad idea you’ve had in your life. Come on Isaiah, you know me. We’ve hunted down deeply deprived monsters in this world together. You know I’ll protect her.” Palmer stood and tapped the desk with his index finger. “I’ll protect her with my life.” Isaiah leaned back on his chair, glancing at Palmer broodingly. “It’s truly a bad idea, but you’ll stay until we get the person who hired the mercenaries.”

He looked at Amelia and Martha, who were all standing on their feet. "Your uniforms will be ready soon; as of now, you are all advised to report to the library for an announcement." He turned to leave. I knew Amelia realized I had him at the tips of my fingers. "He didn't even scold you!" she acted surprised. "We're the Protectors, not the Night Watchers. The sooner you understand that, the better for all of us to coexist as a team. I trust you both will have better judgment next time. We own the routines now, and we make the environment a better place. We're like the leaders, but second in command to Lord Lucifer," I explained as they sat to realize the kind of authority they possessed now.

These hardened veterans and blooded initiates represented our surest defensive strength against extended siege or open warfare. Grizzled visages tracked my approach with hawk intensity, smeared here and there with ritual ash and woad. I extended empty hands towards the small contingent. "Sword, spear and axe-masters of Freeway...here stand our surest bulwark against swelling darkness. Who now vows lifeblood itself in our sanctuary's defense?"

Antonio chuckled, unable to fully embrace the gravity of Howard's claims. The laughter didn't reach Howard's eyes. "1999, 2012, 2022—each apocalypse threat might seem like a joke to the outside world. But we know the truth; we are the real protectors of Earth. Unseen by many, we, the UN paranormal activities division, are the unsung heroes, dedicating our lives to this cause," Howard's face was etched with solemnity, his gaze unwavering. "Alright, I don't give a damn about how to explain this to the president. Just tell me how to stop the Dark King from sacrificing those innocent people every five minutes," Antonio demanded, his patience wearing thin. “You have destroyed the antidote.”

MY MATE, MY PROTECTOR CHAPTER FORTY - THREE. Estelle's POV Uncle Rex continued his story, "Silver moon turned a blind eye to everything that was happening. We didn't ally with other packs like some did, we refusee to go them for submission. We were pretty confident they wouldn't come for us, plus I and Dave used to be close friends. We believed we we were safe from their trouble, although we prepared for it just Incase. Dave betrayed me…" He paused and I could sense he was sad.

He unwrapped the letter, read it, and gave it to Abel who read it out loud. The enemies, led by Cone, were on their way to the East, and backup soldiers who were journeying from Oceania were also on their way. Oceania?! That is Fatou's country, right? I feared the consequences of trusting those people because it might be a trap. I tapped Arnold and whispered in his ear. He reassured me that nothing would happen as they had also been living like a shadow of Genovia instead of Countries in partners. As expected, Arnold instructed the strong-faced guard to lead me to a closeby mountain, with food and new clothes. I was reluctant to go but after much persistence and how urgent things were, I had

“It’s taken a lot of time to find the information but based on the information Demetri has been able to give us and your own reactions to multiple situations, there are multiple alphas and doctors that are willing to say that you, Cole, are a protector.” “What does that mean?” He’s confused as anyone would be. “It means exactly what it is.” I take over the conversation. “You protect those who can’t protect themselves.” “I still don’t understand.” He shakes his head as he hangs it down. “It’s okay.” I try to soothe. “The legend of the protectors runs parallel with the legend of gifted werewolves.” I continue as Deven and Cassius have yet to add in.

"Something important." Ash leaned forward. "What is it, son?" "I need to dedicate my life to dimensional protection." Ross's voice was steady despite the fear I felt through our bond. "It is not just a calling. It is a responsibility." Stella's hand flew to her mouth. "Phoenix guards against void intrusion. Zenith monitors barriers. But we need someone actively healing the damage our reality has suffered." Ross looked around at each family member. "I have to be that person." The room went silent.

My heart, for a moment, declined to leave her but I couldn’t stay back and let my people suffer like a pathetic one too. “Eliana, please try to understand, I must go, as the Alpha and as the Luna, the protection of my home is yours.” I murmured, taking her wrist and kissing them. “I don’t think I could,” “I trust you, the protector of my home,” She paused at my comment, mouth gaping in disbelief when I considered her as a protector, though as my Luna, she was. Regaining her senses gradually, she lowered her gaze and left me slowly, apprehending the state.