The Guardian Has Returned Novels & Stories

“Yeah, she is.” “By the way, keep an eye on her bodyguard. He went back to work, and there’s always a catch when he was AWOL for weeks, all of a sudden, his company just took him back without repercussions?” “How did you know?” “Your papa number 2.” He was referring to Moses. “Hunter will bring your girl back home by the end of this month.” “Fuck.” I groaned louder than necessary. “Yeah. We should get inside.” “Go ahead. I’ll be there in a minute.”

Evan's face changed. “No.” I looked between them. “You know him.” Adrian didn't answer. “Adrian?” His jaw tightened. Then he looked toward the window. The guardian was gone. His expression darkened. “What else happened?” I looked at my wrist. “The mark started glowing.” Adrian's gaze immediately dropped to it. “And the guardian appeared.” Evan exchanged a look with Adrian. “It wasn't attacking us,” I said quickly. Adrian looked at me. “What did it do?”

Then Collin closed the distance and pulled her into a crushing hug, burying his face in her shoulder like the little brother he once was. She wrapped her arms around him, fingers trembling as they clutched his back. “I’m here, little brother. I’m here now.” The others remained still, respectful and quiet, watching history quietly stitch itself back together. And then, softly, Koa’s voice whispered into her mind: “The last guardian has come home.” Collin, still recovering from the emotional collision of seeing his sister again, turned slightly and extended a hand toward Tegan. “This… is Tegan,” he said, a softness in his voice that only someone deeply in love could summon. “My true flame.”

My father closed the file and put it back to the cabinet where it had been placed before. " My job as a guardian is to ensure that evil people like Miranda never get to hurt anyone ever again. When we are done rescuing the victims, we give them counselling and take them back to their families. I’m no magic man, I only use advanced technology and combat to stop crime “My father explained. My father was not as evil as I had thought, he was a hero. I lengthened my stay, I too wanted to become a guardian, perhaps it was my purpose.

That felt like a dagger piercing my heart repeatedly. Actually, I am a guardian to a mafia king, Romano Starvo. We called him Lord Romano, but not me. I called him father. He found me on the lying road almost lifeless when I was ten and kept me under his roof. In return, I served him. I became his right hand, and he was the only person who knew my real identity.

They were the intruders. The Guardian turned its massive stone head toward me. It leaned down, its emerald eyes looking deep into my soul. I felt a warmth spread through my body. The exhaustion vanished. The cuts on my arms healed instantly. Even the wolfsbane in Riven’s blood began to fade, the black lines on his skin turning back to healthy bronze. "Protect the seed," a voice whispered, but it wasn't the Elders. It was the mountain itself. The True Luna has returned.

She asked. The child pointed downward. Toward the floor. Silence followed. Then everyone felt it. A vibration. Low. Steady. Growing stronger. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. Nathan immediately looked disturbed. “I don’t like that sound.” Nobody did. Then Elliot’s tablet suddenly flashed. Multiple alerts. DOZENS of alerts. “Oh no.” Again. Always again. Victor groaned. “Elliot.” Elliot looked up. His voice barely worked. “They’ve released the Guardians.”

The guardian turned toward her instantly. “YOU FAILED.” The force of those words sent Lyra stumbling backward. Pain crossed her face. Real pain. “I know.” Silence hit hard. The guardian’s gaze returned to me. “YOU CARRY RESTORATION.” My pulse thundered. “I don’t know what that means.” “YOU WILL.” The system pulsed sharply. “Guardian deviation increasing.” The giant wolf snarled low. The entire chamber shook again. “YOU CREATED DEVIATION.” The system went silent.

That was when I noticed that the freshman-year counselor, Elaine Holt, had arrived. She was sitting on a chair near the dormitory building, dressed neatly in professional attire. When she saw me returning, she stood up and greeted me. "Mr. Ziegler, you're back." Normally, a counselor wouldn't come looking for a dorm security guard like this. Her appearance at this time made me uneasy. My first thought was that Ms. Bombshell had been reported missing. I studied Elaine carefully, and suspicion rose in my mind.

"Yes?" "Your trial has not yet begun." Confusion crossed her face. "What trial?" The Guardian looked toward Aiden, then shifted its gaze toward the far horizon, looking far beyond the borders of the Hollow Realm, beyond the Blackthorn kingdom, toward lands forgotten by history. "The Seventh Fragment has awakened." Everyone stiffened. Morwen's face lost all color. "No." The Guardian nodded. "Yes." Killian frowned, his hand instinctively dropping to the hilt of his sword. "Where is it?"