Romance Books About Bodyguards Novels & Stories

I let out a long breath and leaned against the wall for a second, eyes closed. Stefan was inside with her. Dante had left a few minutes ago, quiet as always, but I could still feel the weight of him in the room even after he was gone. Those three men. The mafia bodyguards Nina had talked about in whispers and half-stories. They weren’t just criminals or whatever I had pictured in my head. They were service men. Real ones. The kind who walked into impossible situations and came out the other side. It changed how I saw them. Especially Stefan.

“You know, I used to think bodyguards were supposed to be stoic and silent, yes, but also maybe...charming. Protective. Swept up in the fantasy of it all. You’re very disappointing, Noah.” “Not here to charm you.” “No, clearly.” He took a slow sip, eyes never leaving mine. “But I wonder. What would it take? A please? A thank you? Something more...physical?” Heat sparked low in my gut. Dangerous. Unwelcome. “Don’t start something you’re not ready to finish, Vale.” “Is that a threat?” “It’s advice.” He laughed. “You think I scare that easy?” “No,” I said. “I think you don’t know what you’re asking for.”

whispered Matteo, instantly bringing Luna back to her senses. The girl’s eyes widened as she looked around; she was in a public place now. Quickly, Luna released her arms from around Matteo’s neck and smoothed her clothes. Before finally running towards the Magnolia Spring Resort building. It was a deeply painful sight for Adrian. The man stared with disgust at the shameless lovebirds before him. He hated Luna’s stupid bodyguard, who always prevented Adrian from touching or kissing the girl on their dates, following them wherever they went. But what was Adrian seeing now? The bodyguard was actually asking Luna to kiss him, right in front of his eyes!

⸻ That night, I lay awake in bed, replaying his words, his touch, the storm in his eyes. Stay away, Aria. But I couldn’t. Because the truth was, Damon Cross wasn’t just my bodyguard. He was the only man who’d ever looked at me like I was real. And I knew—sooner or later—he was going to break his own rules. I just didn’t know if it would destroy us both when he did.

She turned around, her eyes scanning the aisles in front of her. If someone is here and is planning on jumping out and attacking her out of the blue, then this bodyguard right behind her is sure to flawlessly tackle whoever it may be to the ground in one go. Yes, there is no need to be scared. Maybe Luca was right, maybe having a bodyguard might be for her own good afterall. Hazel opened the first page of the book, it's cover rather. And she stared it. A picture of a wolf stared right back at her.

I sank down next to him, whispering, "What's going on there?" "It's called a buddy-guard, wolf scout," Lennox replied, taking a sip of his beer. I had heard the term used by security before. Buddy-guard: someone who protects a very important person while also being their close friend. I knew Perth understood everything about Maddy—her habits, likes, and dislikes—but I had never truly grasped the extent of their 'friendship' until... Until I started having a romantic relationship with my bodyguard. Great. Would my perception of every bodyguard-client relationship now be tainted with the assumption that they were involved romantically? My mind wandered into a rabbit hole I never asked to fall

And even if I find a way to come out, will he want to stay? This story is a bodyguard-prince romance featuring an irreverent and protective bodyguard and the nerdy and spoiled prince he needs to keep safe. Ryden’s POV If the couple arguing in the corner wasn’t broken up by the time they made it to the register, I would have been surprised. They were standing in front of one of the bookshelves, with the girl holding a thick book of poetry in her hand that boyfriend disapproved of. Apparently, it was their one-year anniversary and she’d gotten a gift card, but neither of them could agree on what to spend it on.

He asked mischievously, but his tone wasn't partnering him with his eyes. "This also happens in the movies when an unknown person without caring about his life saves the life of another one. Do you also like watching movies?" Hayan retorted what he said earlier to him. Hadid smiled. "Considering your abilities, I am offering you the job of a bodyguard. I want you to be my daughter's bodyguard. For that, I don't need your degrees. I want to give you this job because of your abilities and your humanity. I'm hopeful you won't deny it." He said smilingly which made Hadid surprised.

I didn’t expect him to take up that kind of work considering their family was powerful and rich enough to live a comfortable life without lifting a hand. I wonder, isn’t it illegal to be a bodyguard while you’re still a soldier? "Goodbye, Ma’am," Manang Betty's greeting pulled me out of my reverie. I turned to the her and smiled. My smile faded and my eyebrows clashed when I saw the expressions of the two women intern beside her. Their mouths slightly parted and eyes twinkling as they feasted on Ezekiel. They might be drooling any moment now if Mang Betty hadn’t pinched their sides. Their face flushed when they realized I was looking at them. They greet me in embarrassment. Can’t even meet m

"I am not a bad guy like you think… I am here to protect you until you are somewhere safe and secure, Please allow me to be your Bodyguard" He pleaded as he pulls her closer like he doesn't want to let her go as he wraps his one arm around her waist. Rania looks at him thoughtfully and then looks behind his shoulder – the gangsters were still roaming around looking for them. Daniel could see the doubts in her eyes and before she could speak, he interrupted;