Rise Of A Guardian Novels & Stories

"Oh, my child, Who did this to you?" "I'm sorry," I said to the grieving fairy. "If only I have the power to bring her back, but..." My resurrection magic only works on demons. It's the power that was passed down from the first Demon King. Even with that power, I still feel hopeless. "A demon used this fairy to infiltrate this base," I explained. "How?" Asked another fairy. Dad approached me and examined my hand. He hovers his hand over the dead fairy as his magic flows.

Well, as safe as I could be in a supernatural space she brought me to. "The idiocy of it all. The guardians. Do you know who the guardians are? They are the most powerful witches and wizards in the world. I created the order of the guardians with one purpose. To protect the humans and witches alike! I gave them all the tools they needed. And what do they do after I'm gone? They allow a blessed ground to be turned into a school! The absurdity of such an action!" She fumed some more, still sitting there. Her voice hardly rose and her calmness even while being obviously angry was freaking the daylights out of me. "Blessed ground? What is a blessed ground?"

“In that time, their magical cores will heal and stabilize. The cracks in their spirits will be mended by the mountain’s blood. But you must understand, Elara, that when they finally wake, they will not be the same children you remember. They have tasted the ultimate source of all things. They are no longer just your sons; they are the Guardians of the New Age, and the world will never be the same again.” ​I sat on the very edge of the well, my hand trailing in the cool liquid silver as it rippled under my touch. I looked at Killian, who was sitting directly across from me on the stone floor. His face was lined with a deep and heavy weariness that seemed to go deeper than his bones, a fatigu

The rise of the original guardians. Their eventual corruption. Aria found herself studying every image they passed. The story became clearer with each mural. The three guardians had once been heroes. Champions. Protectors. Entire civilizations worshipped them. Trusted them. Depended upon them. Then came the Convergence Catastrophe. An event so devastating that the guardians absorbed impossible quantities of convergence energy in order to save the world. They succeeded. But the cost proved catastrophic. The energy transformed them. Twisted their minds.

The girl slowly opened her mouth. This time, a faint sound escaped. "Run." The floor shattered. A massive black eye opened beneath the tower. The entire Silent Realm trembled. Wesley drew his sword. Chloe's Blood Moon power ignited. Liam raised his staff. Astra spread her wings. I lifted the Sword of Eclipse. The creature beneath us laughed. "You have gathered seven Guardians." "You have united the realms." "And now..." The darkness rose. "...you have awakened me." The tower began to collapse.

Let me destroy them both. My body hit the rocks. Pain. Darkness. But then... something else. A surge of power, ancient and wild, wrapping around my broken bones. Heat flooded through me, electric and alive. A voice whispered through the void, feminine and eternal: Your prayer is heard, daughter of the moon. You were never weak. You were never broken. You were dormant, waiting. Rise again. Awaken your true self. And take everything they tried to steal. Then everything went black...

The guardians revealed that the heroes' victory over the malevolent creature had resonated throughout the realm, causing a ripple effect that awakened dormant energies and ancient guardians. "We are bound by the threads of fate," the third guardian intoned, its voice echoing with a resonance that seemed to reach into the very depths of their souls.

Aunt Belinda, who I'd like to call the keeper of our family's secrets, began to tell us the mysteries of our family. She began, "I have told you before that our parents were warriors who died in the Great War but I didn't tell you the full story. Your grandmother was actually a Guardian too and your grandfather was a Half-hybrid. A half hybrid is a werewolf or vampire who can channel the powers of the other part of himself but is not permanently both. He is one but can be the other. When they both fought in the war, I have heard that your grandmother didn't want to pass on her Guardian powers to her children as she felt the responsibility to be too heavy to bear. So she prayed to the moon go

Lucian asks surprised. “Yes Lucian she is Zoey, and she is not just an Omega. She is a hybrid, and her gift is transforming without the need to remove her clothes. She has so many powers in her because her mother was able to become invisible, and her father had a gift of supper speed.” She says. I am left speechless. “Wow how can that even be possible, why haven't I ever heard of the hybrids before?” Lucian asks. I can feel how concerned and terrified he is for both his pack and me. I wish I could do something to calm him down.

Hopefully you'll enjoy the next generation of Guardians as much as you enjoyed the first trilogy. Also, if you haven't tried it, I have a book out called The Arena. It's the first in the Elemental Dragons series. It's very different from this world of the Guardians. That book is filled with shifters and, you guessed it, dragons. That series is intended to have four books, one for each dragon.