Sweet Bodyguard Novels & Stories

“That’s not something anyone wrote into a ledger two years ago. That’s mine. I’m giving it to you freely, right now, with my eyes open.” Something in my chest ached, warm and full, entirely unlike the cold dread the ledger had left there an hour earlier. “I love you too,” I said, the words simple and clear, no hesitation left in them. “Not because of anything that was arranged. Because of every ordinary, unplanned moment since — the coffee, the shooting range, the ruined eggs. Because of exactly who you are underneath all of it.” I touched his face gently. “Whatever we find out next, I want to face it as that. Not a client and a bodyguard. Just us.”

I immediately moved my hand away, my chest heaving with the exertion and the thrill of being in here, alone with him, away from all the titles and ranks that divided us. "I knew you would stop," he whispered, his voice low. It was the voice he used whenever he was alone with me, and hell, it confused me and gave me hope at the same time. He took a step forward. "Preparing for the ball?" I swallowed hard. "I am a bodyguard. The Alpha’s bodyguard. I am not to be concerned with finding romance." His eyes met mine. "I saw your eyes earlier. It twitched a little once my mate was mentioned. Would it be too much work to protect two people?"

The deep melodious sound of his voice which melted her heart was just the tip of the iceberg. He had the physique of a bodyguard, his black curled hair, full brows and fine jawline which looked like it was perfectly chiselled God himself was enough to keep her staring. She was drunk but still conscious enough to know that the person standing in front of her was drop-dead handsome. She chuckled slightly while he pulled a high stool close to hers and sat down gently. Her heart raced significantly, she wasn't one who easily fell for guys, "why on earth am I finding it difficult to breathe?!" she asked herself trying to avoid his concerned gaze.

I keep crying because of the pain in my legs as well as my heart is hurting too. I was about to wipe my tears when I feel the pain in my left hand. I forgot that this one was also injured. He grabbed my hand and put it in his hand. "Stop it already. Rest first we're near in the hospital" He patted my head and it feels good. I close my eyes and go to deep sleep when I hear him say the words that he told me also years ago, "Sleep and I'll take care of you." ------- Thank you for reading! Triple-Double stunt credits to Miss Simon Biles ❤️

I said in a raspy voice. Sheba shook her head and sighed. “Jane, you have to be really careful. It’s a dangerous game you’re playing,” she warned me. I nodded and tried to lighten the mood. “That’s right. I probably need a bodyguard for this one,” I joked. Sheba smiled and winked at me. “Landry would make a fine bodyguard, don’t you think?” she teased. I bit my lip and felt a flutter in my stomach. Landry was attractive, but he was also trouble. “Yeah, but Landry is a certified boxer and has absolutely no degree in bodyguarding!” I said, making up a word.

Savannah gazed at her bodyguard for a few seconds, and just as she was about to pull away, Ace suddenly grasped her waist and drew her closer. "W-What..." she exclaimed, taken aback as she found herself held firmly in his strong arms. His gaze had changed, the look of respect replaced by a smirk. Savannah felt his grip tighten around her waist. "You are really stubborn. Aren't you afraid of your health? You're weak, aren't you?" he questioned her.

A few strands rested on her lap. —We've already found your weak spot.— Is that posture of a bodyguard? Laura looked directly at the gun I held at my side. I had completely lost focus with the arrival of that little being in my apartment. —You just forgot that I'm a singer now,— he said as he put the gun on the sideboard in the foyer. I held out my hand to her, which she returned with a wide smile. When she touched my wrist, I felt the muscles in her face contract, involuntarily. Laura looked at the bruises and her eyes instantly saddened.

What kind of guys does Tessa like? Dumb dudes? “New student?” she turns to look at me and then sighs, returning her gaze to her boyfriend. “He’s my new bodyguard from the security company. Knox Pierce.” "New security?" The surprise in his voice is evident, and almost borders on panic. "Along with all the others?"

she said when she opened her eyes. "He's supposed to be your bodyguard, Kim. Not your Bestie. He's not supposed to be 'nice' because being nice is not his job" Hillary said, relaxing in his chair. "I like Asher, he does his job well. He's efficient and tough. I like that" Kimberly groaned inwardly. He was tough alright. She knew that. "And he's supposed to be with me all the time.... Living in my apartment?" she asked.

“Mind your step, please.” “I know how to walk,” Vivienne muttered, cheeks flushing at their sudden proximity. He was so close that she could feel the heat pouring off his body and smell the subtle, masculine scent of his cologne. Ostensibly the nearness was so that they could share the umbrella, but at this point Vivienne was half tempted to brave the torrent than risk embarrassing herself like this. For goodness’ sake, the heels she was wearing were almost four-inches tall, and yet he managed to dwarf her completely. The top of her head just barely eked over his broad shoulders, and when she peeked at him from the corner of her eyes the actress caught her new so-called bodyguard staring at