Rise Of The Guardians Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Even then, she was too old to protect the mirror. There was another who forsook the responsibility. We’ve been struggling since then.” “Do you know the name of the Guardian?” Gemma couldn’t believe this. She knew she had to have fallen asleep on the window seat and this was all a dream. “David. Do you know him? The Guardians usually come from one family as do the Protectors.” “My father. I don’t know what happened. He died when I was in high school. My Aunt Rosa was our guardian until recently.” “He never took up after Ester’s sister. The portal is open, and we’re having a devil of a time keeping the Greyback mages from sending their forces through.”

"I Reginald Nightshade reject you Gwen Blackthorn as my mate." He didn't stop there. He continued. " I feel cheated to have you as my mate. As the soon-to-be Alpha of the Golden Gate Guardian, I need a strong Luna, not a slug and the daughter of a rogue," he said in a sharp tone and walked away. His father went after him, trying to calm him down. There were murmurs and soft giggles in the crowd. I heard someone say 'Serves her right'. Tears well up in my eyes. Sobs trapped in my throat. My hair hung in my face, I was trying to hide my eyes from everyone. This was so humiliating.

I asked him for the hell of it. Fallon’s blue eyes came to mine, and he seemed to debate his answer. He glanced at the Gnomes a minute but brought his eyes back to mine, “You’re my fated mate Fawn. I sensed you were near when I entered the forest. It was instinct to seek you out and awaken you. The enchantment was broken when I kissed you, and the Guardians couldn’t have stopped it. They couldn’t keep me from my mate. There are strict laws against it.”

Seriously, all the things that you grow up reading about, the fairy tales and the things that go bump in the night…every one of them really does exist. What I find the most interesting is the history of the Guardians and how, throughout time, they weren’t allowed to be with their fated mates because the Alphas wanted them for power. It wasn’t until their parents’ generation that Guardians were able to be with their fated mates and now, the Guardian line is being passed down genetically through the females. I guess there’s still a possibility that the Guardian spirits will get passed along, but according to Emlyn, no one thinks that will happen. Everyone believes that this is the way their Mo

But in Elena’s chest, something began to glow. Not fear. Not hate. But clarity. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Outside, the island began to hum—low, deep, ancient. And then the ground shifted. From the sea, rising like ancient gods, came the *Guardians.* Not machines. Not human. Something in between. And they were waiting.

she whispered, voice trembling with desire and exhaustion. Thalen’s hands held her close, golden eyes smoldering. “Now… we prepare,” he murmured, lips brushing her temple. “For more battles… and for what we cannot resist between us.” The forest pulsed in response, alive and protective, aware of the bond that had formed intense, forbidden, and undeniable. The Dominion would face more threats, but for now, the Alpha and Guardian stood together, desire and destiny entwined, ready for whatever came next.

Behind me, the creatures screeched, the Hollowed clawing closer, their bones rattling like drums of war. “Run,” the old man hissed, his voice overlapping with my mother’s echo from before. Run, child. Run before you’re broken. But my feet stayed rooted. My body shook, my heart hammering as I pressed harder against the crystal. My fingers burned as though the light would eat me alive. And then—something shifted. A flicker. A spark. The guardians inside stirred. One lifted its head, slow, heavy, like waking from centuries of sleep. Another’s hand twitched, pressing against the barrier opposite mine. The bond surged through me like fire flooding veins.

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.

Liora, now a bright young girl with her fathers’ protective nature and her mother’s magical talent, ran ahead laughing. Serena leaned against Kael’s side while holding Damien’s hand. “From that single bite at the gate…” she said softly, “came all of this.” Kael kissed the top of her head. Damien smiled — a real, peaceful smile. “Worth every scar.” As the sun set on a healed world, the three Guardians stood together — bound by blood, loss, love, and unbreakable magic. Their story had begun in death. It ended in life. The End.

I’ve asked Bajaro adn Shiv to watch Gaia, Terra, and Ehrendil while you and I have some alone time,’ she says in our mind link. I growl much more possessively as she walks up, and I pull her to me, kissing her with the promise of what I’ll give her tonight. “Daddy, stop growling at Mommy,” Gaia scolds me. “Mommy likes it,” I say, loving the way my mate’s eyes get glassy as she looks up at me and bites her lip. “That’s for me to do later,” I murmur, pulling her lip from her teeth. I hear Yhendorn clear his throat behind me. “Did you need something, Avani? It sounded urgent.”