Protetor Novels & Stories

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

“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.”

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.

he thought about everything. "Show me your pendant," he asks me. I pull my pendant from under my t-shirt and show it to him. He extends his palm and holds the pendant in his fist. He whispers something and I can see the pendant glow from the gap's in his fist. "What are you doing,?" I ask him in awe. "This is your protection spell. He won't be able to touch you, not now, not ever. Not only him, no creature which posses dark magic will be able to touch you," he said and released my pendant.,

Several strong men were shocked! Weren't you the one who ruined our proposal ceremony? "What the f*ck, hurry up, are you going to watch me being roasted?" Prince Lam shouted anxiously. All the strong men braced themselves and stepped forward. A slightly bolder man took the lead in stepping over! The bodyguards were all wearing special scalp shoes. As soon as they stepped on it, Prince Lam immediately screamed shrilly, "Ah—" Just as Prince Lam was about to fly into a rage, he suddenly discovered that the flames on the places where he had stepped on had extinguished. With just a lift of his foot, the flames were reignited.

“And it’s coated in lead, so it can’t leak.” Bronx raises his hands to calm everyone down. “Heph, this is a prototype? Does that mean you plan to mass produce this somehow?” “No. If this works, I can fashion a harness for your apartment or even the packhouse. Deaden the space to help avoid more incidents.” Heph explains. “It’s to protect you and Iokaste, but it hasn’t been tested. There’s only one way to do that.” “You want us to open an umbrella that contains a pocket dimension and plutonium…”

I was certain that I looked as red as a tomato right about now. There were many of us who ended up eating together, and it was great to get to know everyone. The Mazarine Protectors were masters of the elements. An element chose their Protector. Yes, you heard me right. For example, Lady Amaralyn Mazarine was chosen by fire while her sister was chosen by water. The Velardi Protectors were connected with Mother Earth. They had influence over the environment and some even had influence over animals. Sir Daverly Velardi, for example, had influence over any living animal.

"Yeah, I know, Reecey, it's too much time that we've wasted, and it just goes to show that we're not immune from junk circumstances that can weigh us down." "That's what I'm saying baby, don't worry about the other ring for now. It's in safe keeping, Papa is holding on to it." "This ring is also tracker modified. It doesn't have to be rotated or anything. The sensor will determine a predetermined set of factors such as sustained levels of stress, heart rate, temperature and water depth, temperature, and how long you've been in the water." "Really Reece? Can't I just have a normal ring?" She slapped my hand as I was running it up and down between her bra cladded breast.

I just gave her a cocky grin as I let her go. “It is a protection chain, which is divinely blessed by none other than Ylonte himself. It will not make you bulletproof. However, it will enhance your abilities, especially defensive ones. At the very worst-case scenario, it will allow us to track you. Magical GPS location. How nice would that be?” she asked, patting Ziyah’s hand. I was able to release a breath that I had not even realized that I was holding because of all this shit. There was so much to unpack, and I had no idea where to even fucking start. Right now, was not the time though.

It was a band of former associates from Nathan's past, seeking to inflict harm and sabotage the dance of connection that Nathan and Miranda had been working so tirelessly to protect. Recognizing the threat, Miranda instinctively positioned herself in front of Emily, ready to shield her from any harm. Her heart raced with a mix of fear and determination as she braced herself for the imminent struggle. The former associates, fueled by their own resentments and driven by the desire to undermine Nathan's efforts, advanced with menacing intent. They underestimated Miranda's fierce determination and her unwavering commitment to protect those she cared about.