Rising Of The Shield Hero Fanfiction Novels & Stories

his eyes searched mine, “—you’re supposed to be my shield.” I shook my head, tears stinging. “I can’t. I’m nothing.” “You’re not nothing,” he said, gripping me harder. “Not to me.” Then the dream shattered. I woke up gasping, sweat cold on my skin. My hands trembled, half-expecting claws. My pulse thundered. The words echoed: You’re supposed to be my shield. I pressed my palms to my face. My body trembled, caught between terror and a strange, dangerous hope.

He had many questions about how her vocal projection ability worked, but he chose to observe for now. The third person was ranked #88. Zen didn’t know if they were male or female, but he introduced his mafia name as “Impenetrable Shield”. The human shield had a lab manufactured material fused with his bones. After the fusion, blades and bullets cannot do his bones any harm. This person was a walking human shield even if they still bled, and Zen was slightly horrified.

I yelled in the mind link with him. His eyes were closing, and it looked like he couldn't hear or understand anything that I was telling him. No... This can't be happening... Liam can't die like this... I can't let him die in front of my eyes! Nick and I again tried to break the shield by banging on the shield again and again, but it was of no use. The shield wasn't breaking, and Liam... He was freaking burning! Everyone from the pack started helping us in breaking the shield to save Liam but this fucking shield!

Chloe snickered and added it was her idea to see her fry in fire. Disgusted with that I peered at Aria and furrowed my brow at the sight of her. Instead of sobbing uncontrollably like a scared woman I saw anger and revenge swirling in her amber eyes. She was a steadfast warrior. “Are you certain she is carrying phoenix blood, Hella?” “Most definitely, Alpha.” They took Aria but I would watch to see if she indeed awakened her phoenix blood and was the Sacred Shewolf that Hella and I believed her to be.

I say, my anger finally rising up, "I hope the Moon Goddess punishes that asshole for the rest of his natural life." I shift my heavy weight, swinging my legs over the edge so my bare feet touch the warm stone floor. I pull the pelt blanket tight against my chest like a shield. "Other than my best friend, no wolf has ever gone to war for me like this. It means so much to me, Theo." My voice breaks a little, and a hot tear slips down my cheek. "Since the day I met her, she has been my true shield-sister." "Since I live right here in the metropolis and I am not carrying triplets across the sea," Theo says, tapping his completely flat, hard stomach, "let me be your warrior shield."

Suddenly, I feel a sharp twinge of jealousy. “You’re our enemy. She’ll never accept you!” Fluidly, Liam shifts into his wolf form and charges straight at me. Beta Brooks tries to step between us to block me, but he’s quickly knocked aside by Liam in his rage. With a fierce battle cry, Eclipse warriors charge into the fight, swinging and snapping at Blood Moon and Darkfang warriors with a fury.

I charged forward, my wolf taking over and ready for a fight. Uncle Vincent's face contorted with fury, and he lunged at me, intent on taking me down by force. But empowered by the invisible shield that Meghan was providing, I found a newfound strength within myself. I evaded Vincent's attack with surprising agility, delivering a swift counterstrike that sent him reeling backward. Meghan's mother, still unable to move, watched in horror as I fought back against Vincent, her plans unraveling before her eyes. "Stop him! Finish him!" she cried out in frustration, but the unseen force that shielded me remained steadfast, thwarting her attempts to intervene.

Lock it inside a part of my mind where I stash all of my irrational thoughts. Valen fed on her, I think. She let it happen. Those holes on her neck aren’t a lie. Even though her words could be. He was here last night. I saw it when the shield slipped for a brief second. And that was when Creed nearly got ripped apart by a rogue. My bones ache. I need rest. I need to relax. But I need to be here right now. I need—

She took a deep breath and stood again, pouring her heart into her voice. “He tried to save you. We both did. Don’t make him suffer for that!” The light dimmed slightly. Adrian’s eyes fluttered open. For a brief second, he looked at her—really looked—and whispered, “Maya…” She reached out, her fingertips brushing his. But before she could pull him free, the storm surged again—angrier, louder. The energy around Adrian condensed, forming a glowing crystalline shell around his body. “No!” Maya screamed, slamming her fists against the shield. “Adrian!”

The first crack in her armor. Later that night, as Shylie lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling fan spinning in the darkness, her thoughts swirled with strategy, doubt, and resilience. The fan hummed rhythmically in the darkness, its movement almost hypnotic. You are not alone. Elias' words echoed in her mind. He had not said much, but the words had hit home. She was no longer standing at the edge, fighting alone in silence. She had a shield now. A foundation. And the webs that Leah had so carefully woven? They were about to unravel. One thread at a time.