Ronan The Accuser Guardians Novels & Stories

“For you… I’ll do it. But if I die, I’m haunting your ass.” They shared a tense laugh before Garrick gathered two loyal guards and rode out. Ronan watched them disappear into the trees, the ache in his chest growing sharper again. He retreated to the main bedroom and dropped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. The sanctuary felt too quiet. Too empty. He could only hope Garrick reached Elias before the bond broke them both. ---

“Am I a damn prisoner now?” Both guards stay completely calm. That somehow irritates me more. “Why are you two even here?” I continue while folding my arms over my chest. “And who the hell are you anyway?” The blond one answers calmly. “I’m Roman. This is Ronan.” I blink once. “You’re both named Roman?” The darker-haired one snorts. “No. He’s Ronan,” Roman repeats himself. “Oh.” Okay. That made more sense. Aurora laughs loudly. “You’re struggling tonight.”

His English has an accent as he greets us. Adam makes the introduction. “This is Johannes Mond. Johannes, this is Robert Montgomery and Morris Wolfguard. They are the Alphas of the two wolf packs mine has allied with. "We don’t want to waste your time, so could you please share with us what you mentioned in your email?”

also spoke of the pack killer's protector." I told Atlas. "I knew he had something to do with your disappearance. I know that you are the moonstone guardian and Kara I am your protector as well. But I know where you are now. I know that the mountain range happens to be on the land of Bishop's. I will come and get you my aruna. Just hold on, I'll be there tonight." he told me. "Be safe, Atlas. I don't know what I would do if anything happened to you." I told him. "I will," he replied. And with that he cut off the link just in time as Elder Bishop came back into the room. "So did you get a chance to look at the book?" he asked me. I didn't respond to him. I just looked at him with a glare. Al

“But you have to trust me.” Before the boy can respond, a sharp crack echoes through the arena and I turn to see one of the guards aiming a shock baton at us, the device crackling with energy. “Enough stalling!” the guard barks. “Fight, or you both die.” My mind is racing. The boy’s fear is palpable, but there was a glimmer of understanding in his eyes so I release him and slowly stand up straight, my gaze locking with the guard’s. “If you want a fight,” I growl, my voice carrying the weight of my anger, “then come down here and face me yourself.”

However, the security seemed to have been tightened than usual. Max had to deploy the best and elite defender guards all over the perimeter. Ronan was detained at the front gate because they had interrogated him first. "You know I'm Elder Mirielle's bodyguard! How dare you detain me in such a critical situation?!" Ronan raged, annoyed at being asked all sorts of annoying questions. "I need to see Alpha and Luna ASAP; it's about Elder and Lyra, for crying out loud! I need to get back with help as soon as possible! Elder needs help!"

It’ll try to rewrite you. She steadied her breath. “Then it’ll have to try harder.” You think you’re strong enough to fight what made you? Nora didn’t answer. Her reflection rippled beneath the glass bridge for a moment, it wasn’t her reflection at all, but someone else’s. A woman crowned in light, eyes burning with gold fire. The first Guardian. Then the bridge cracked. “Move!” Grayson shouted. They ran. The light splintered beneath their feet, the canyon roaring as if alive. Lira leaped the last stretch, landing hard on the far side. Grayson followed, then turned, hand outstretched for Nora.

Somewhere farther down the hall, a messenger was already running, carrying the news, the accusation, the version of events that would harden into fact before the night was over. Then Ronan stepped forward. The temperature in the corridor seemed to drop. Power rolled off him in a wave that made the guards falter, their hands loosening for a fraction of a second before training locked them again. His eyes were pure gold. His voice cut through every other sound in the palace, through the chaos, through the carefully constructed performance of justice. "Touch her again, and I will destroy this council.”

And then looked at the fire crackling in front of them. “When the civilizations where young, the Lord of the Heavens chose three gifted humans to protect the chamber of knowledge and history. He chose them not because of their lineage but because for their specific gifts. One could summon any creature, both magical and mythical, another could make the elements stopped as if he lorded it while another controls the elements. They’re called the guardians. Their purpose is to protect the secrets which lies inside the Chamber and only them could access it.” “Why so, mama?” she inquired as she inched closer to her mother.

"You humiliated me. You humiliated Rikky." "Humiliation is just a lack of honesty," Evander counters. He uses his free hand to catch my chin, forcing me to look up into those cold, amber eyes. They are glowing, the wolf behind them watching my every flinch. "Ronan calls himself your guardian. He tells you he’s protecting you. But that bruise on your neck? That’s not protection, Little Wolf. That’s a leash." He leans in closer, his chest crushing my tits, making my nipples ache and throb against the fabric of my top. My pussy is already weeping, a traitorous slickness coating my thighs despite the fear freezing my blood.