The Bodyguard Novels & Stories

The driver responded in a deep voice, “Okay.” Zayne closed his eyes with satisfaction. The driver in front of him was no ordinary person. Instead, he was an all-around bodyguard that Zayne had specially hired from abroad for his personal safety. This guy was an assassin who typically sought refuge in remote areas, but he would occasionally work as a bodyguard. He was almost capable of everything, and his ability to kill was even more unbeatable. Meanwhile, Zayne was a person who was on friendly terms with both the government and the underworld. He disliked fights and killings, but since his personal safety was being threatened this time, he couldn’t find a more reliable protector than the ma

His single eyebrow slit looks hot, as well as his slicked-back hair. Will quickly looks down, where Tyler is still massaging his fingers. His eyes wander for a moment until they rest on some scars around Tyler's forearm and the palm of his hand. "Where did you get those?" he asks. "I'm a bodyguard," Tyler stops the water and helps wipe Will's hand, "I sacrifice my body for the protection of others," Will frowns, "Do you like the job?" Tyler hums, "It pays pretty well, and I met good people there,"

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?"

For half a second, the world seemed to hold its breath. Then the bodyguard moved. Zayden didn’t hesitate. The second shot rang out sharp and precise. The bodyguard went down with a strangled shout, his knee exploding under the impact as he crashed to the floor, clutching his leg, pain ripping the control from his face. Zayden crossed the room in three steps, gun trained steadily on him. “Don’t,” Zayden said flatly, as the man’s hand twitched toward his weapon. The bodyguard froze, gasping, sweat already beading at his temples.

He didn’t get to finish before she interrupted. “It was a scandal!” Her voice was low but sharp enough to skin us both alive. “You sneaking out like a spoiled brat, and you—” her glare snapped to me, “—looking like some violent handler, dragging him by force. Do you know what’s trending right now? #ToxicBodyguard. #FreeNeo. Half the world thinks you’re abusing him, Daniel. The other half thinks you’re—” She bit the words back, but her eyes said enough. Neo’s jaw tightened. “Don’t talk about me like I’m not here.”

“Of course I do. You never let anyone forget.” Ethan watches, quiet. His presence is subtle but strong. I notice him watching me smile at Miriam. It makes something twist inside my chest. I push it down. Miriam bumps my shoulder lightly. “And Ethan here… you always travel with bodyguards now? Or is he your official grocery partner?” I freeze for a half-second. Ethan smirks faintly. Miriam notices it, raises an eyebrow. “He’s my… assistant,” I say quickly. “I mean, he helps with errands. That’s all.” He doesn’t contradict me. He just walks beside me, calm and steady.

“What’s up with you, man? You’ve been staring into space like someone stole your Lamborghini.” I leaned back, trying to play it cool. “My dad hired me a new bodyguard. It’s a girl.” Trent barked out a laugh so loud half the class turned around. “A girl? Bro, you? Mr. I bench press my problems? Is she hot at least?” “She’s not just hot,” I muttered. “She took out five armed guys in under ten seconds. Solo. Like it was nothing. The problem is… I think I’m falling for her.”

“I won’t hide behind you forever.” Kane’s thumb stroked once over his pulse point. “You’re not hiding. You’re letting me stand between you and the threat.” He stepped closer, crowding Sebastian against the cool glass. One hand braced beside Sebastian’s head, the other stayed at his throat. “Your body already knows this is where it belongs. Protected. Steady. Mine to guard.”

I told her and her mouth dropped open. “Bodyguard? Him? He doesn't look like a freaking bodyguard and why do you need a bodyguard in the first place?” She asked and before I could reply, from the corner of my eye I saw Sophia storming towards us. “What is this man doing here?” She screeched and everyone went silent. Immediately, Jaxon stood in front of me, shielding me from Sophia as he stared down at her with an intimidating Aura. “How… How did you get out of jail?” She asked, clearly flustered by him.

"Hey baby girl, I promise to make you feel good and give you lots of money. Let—” Disgust tore through me. Before I could slap his hand away—CRACK! A scream split through the music. The man dropped to the ground, his wrist bent at an unnatural angle, shrieking in agony. “Arrgghhhh!!!!!” Everyone nearby froze, turning toward the commotion. That’s when I saw him. The bodyguard. He was huge, dressed in a black suit, dark glasses, bald head gleaming under the red lights. He didn’t even glance at the man he’d just destroyed. His face was blank. Cold.