Romance Books About Bodyguards Novels & Stories

a voice yelled and pulled me before I was run over by the car. I stumbled to the ground, my head resting on chest of this strange figure. When I raised my head to him, I was met with a set of dangerous blue eyes staring back at me. Short brown hair, tight jaw and a bit of a mustache, he was gorgeous. I had no idea men like this could be bodyguards, he would excel more if he were a model. He gently pulled me off the ground, and before I knew it, I was spun around. The sound of a gunshot flew past my ears, blood splattered on my face.

“If we weren’t on a rooftop, you’d be in my bed, under my body right now.” “So… what are you waiting for?” His kiss was hard, demanding. He wanted all of her… God, how he did… But he was her bodyguard and this couldn’t happen. What was he even doing? No woman was crazy enough to think she could tame the demons raging through his mind while he slept nor while he was awake. When he found himself in a dark place, there was no one there to pull him out. No one strong enough. But the promise in Romaine’s eyes told him she’d damn herself trying to do just that.

“I didn’t know I married a bodyguard. You are acting like my own personal security. Are you going to follow me all day now? Even when I go to read my books? Even when I am writing in my little journal? Are you going to be my shadow, Mr. Bodyguard?” Vincenzo looked at her, a little more relaxed. “Yes, tesoro. I am your shadow. I am your biggest bodyguard. I will be with you always if that’s the only way to keep you safe. And if you dare to tease me again, I will follow you even to the bathroom.”

I was trapped in this marriage because without him I would have nothing and no one. "That's a great answer and I’m sorry about your dad.” "Tell me, Mrs. Pembroke, why do you need a bodyguard?" Damien asked as he took a sip of the wine. "I wanted...protection. My husband has been dealing with some sketchy business men and I don't feel safe." He raised a brow at me but he didn't say anything further. Could he see through my lie?

“And you thought it’d be fun to humiliate me and to walk away like I was nothing. You didn’t even check if I was breathing.” My chest clenched. “What are you talking about?” “You don’t remember that either?” he asked, his tone harsh and low. “You flirted with me, made me believe there was something real, then you disappeared with that man who punched me and left me there in the dirt.” My heart skipped. “Rob?” “The bodyguard,” he said coldly. “The one who thought I wasn’t good enough for you. He hit me so hard I blacked out. No one called for help. They left me there all night. Do you know what that feels like?”

I tried to jerk my hand away from Noah’s grip but he wasn’t letting go. “Well?” Miss Aurora looked away from me at Noah and her jaw practically dropped and she turned a bright red. “A-and who are you?” “Noah Carr. She’s my ward and I’m her bodyguard.” “O-oh, I – I see…” I rolled my eyes at Miss Aurora. She was blushing so much she could barely speak and I don’t blame her. Noah was as annoying as he was handsome. His hazel blue eyes held so much beauty in them and the shiny raven black hair framing his strong cheekbones and strong jawline added to his beauty. It’s a werewolf thing. Too bad he’s an annoying prick.

she grumbled. Evander chuckled softly. "So what kind of bodyguard do you want, Miss?" he asked, seeing an opening. Catherine didn't answer immediately. Her eyes then twinkled as she looked at Evander. "If possible, I'd want a bodyguard like you," she said bluntly. Evander raised an eyebrow. "Why?" "Well, you seem reliable, seeing how you fought those three thugs last night," she said, then paused. "I hate stuffy men!" she concluded, looking at Evander.

The vehicle screeched to a stop, the driver and guard beside me springing into action, guns drawn and ready. Another shot rang out. Instinct took over. I reached for the handgun tucked into my jacket, my fingers trembling as I pushed open the door and crouched behind it for cover. Peering over the edge of the door, I tried to get a glimpse of our attackers. Before I could process what I was seeing, a body collapsed behind me. My breath hitched, stifling a scream when I realized it was one of our bodyguards. “We…we got him out of here..thanks.. to you, ” he rasped, blood staining his lips. His body went still, his lifeless eyes staring at me as tears streamed down my face.

If my brother was right about anything, it was that my company offered security services, not about something like that. “Yeah, it is considering that you finally got your head out of your ass to call me after all the drama you did after A…” "No! Mention her name,” I complain, my fingers squeezing on the car wheel so hard my knuckles turn white, my brother sighs, looking away, trying to tame the rush of anger in my chest, I don't need distractions at that time "This is a job... personal, and yes we will be doing bodyguards" I add, my brother looks at me raising an eyebrow, probably sensing my irritation, he remains silent, but agrees to listen "Someone I don't identify yet tried hurt her a f

Alessia put emphasis on every word she said, her voice started to rise and then pushed Damon away but it made all of his bodyguards immediately point guns at Alessia. "See, you don't flinch at all nor are you surprised when there's a gun infront of you, it was very talented and I like it." Alessia narrowed her eyes at the man in front of her in disbelief. "My decision is final, I don't want to join you in any way possible," Damon chuckled at Alessia words, then folded his arms across his chest and sighed softly. "Unfortunately again I'm not negotiating with you, Adira" Damon smiled lopsidedly, a second later Damon gave a clue for one of them to attack Alessia deftly one of the bodyguards cam