The Guardian Novels & Stories

Not even when Adrien stared back. “Adrien’s heartbeat quickened faster, and uneven, though his face stayed unreadable. He hated being watched, especially like that.” “Who’s he?” Adrien muttered to Isabella. “He’s Damien Wolfe. Security’s pick after… the threats.” She said it flat, but her mouth tightened. “Ex-military. And he starts tomorrow.” Adrien’s jaw clenched. The anonymous emails, the cryptic voicemails, he had ignored them, and deleted them. He didn’t need a guard dog. “I don’t want him.”

Darius glanced toward the surrounding ruins. Confirming we were alone. Then he spoke. "The guardian is dying." The words sent a chill through me. "The voice was real." His face hardened. "Very real." My stomach tightened. "What exactly is the guardian?" Darius exhaled slowly. "The last living protector of the Second Seal." The answer only deepened my confusion. "You mean a wolf?" A grim smile touched his face. "Partly." That response explained absolutely nothing. Darius noticed my frustration. For a brief moment, the older brother I remembered returned.

It was an awful feeling. I could barely speak without gritting my teeth. "Stop messing with me… I'm just a security guard. If my superior finds out, I could lose my job." Ms. Bombshell chuckled. She wrapped her hand around my manhood through my pants, gently squeezing it. "Think about it, Mr. Ziegler. Do you want me to give you a hand, or would you rather keep your boring job?" Her hand was small, but her grip was frightening. I found myself slowly melting away in her grasp.

Then Peanut buried her face against Lily's shoulder. Immediately. No questions. No comments. Just fear. Then Ava whispered: "What is that?" Nobody answered. Then Henry spoke. His voice barely existed. "The Guardian." Silence. Then Walter looked sick. Actually sick. "No." Henry nodded. Slowly. "Yes." The room froze. Then Thomas stepped forward. "What Guardian?" Henry stared at the giant shape. Then answered. "The thing protecting the gate." Lightning exploded across the sky. CRACK! For one brief moment— the creature became visible.

Where they beyond saving? “What is your new order? Miranda. Reason with me. If you won’t give me the artifacts to give the Lords then reason with me. Tell me what it is you mean to do. What will the guardians do?” “I will not tell you, I will not give you anything. I want only Sacha. I want you dead, and want out of this place!” He had never heard of a Guardian going mad. She had told me all I needed to know and Sacha would not survive it.

said the man. "Just a little. Ten. " Dark said plainly. "Fine, you can still come here and help me." Trans sighed. "I'll help you, don't worry," Dark added Dark turned to his watch. 'It's time.' Dark stood up, took his gloves and coat from the drawer and put them on. Death Guardian Invisibility Coat serves as their protection to normal people's eyes. The only people who can see them are people who have died and are called people with strange abilities or a third eye.

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.

I turned around and faced the person with a calm facade even if my insides were in chaos. "Ah, yes that is my child's. Thank you." I said and grabbed Dame's towel. I lowered my head as my heart quickened its pace. I knew it the moment I turned around to face him... he's a Guardian. He has a large golden badge on his left chest with symbols that says 'Guardian' aside from the dominating aura he was giving off. His calm and nonchalant demeanor contradicts the enormous strength I sensed from him. What a monster. His power made me feel alert and nervous. Mysticuria is really on a different level.

I replied to him in a low tone. It calmed him down a little. He was worried about me too. I could definitely understand the emotions I could see in their eyes. "You all don't have to be worried about me. I am never going to be part of anything related to Lucifer. I am part of something else. I am a chosen guardian. A group of people who were bestowed powers by God to protect this world. I am not going to be working under Lucifer. Or anyone with any dark plans to destroy this world." I honestly added in a low tone. I was looking into my father's eyes the whole time I was explaining them about the purpose of my life.

With guards like these, no wonder the assailant had been able to get that dangerously close to Sia. “Well . . . I’ll be heading back now,” Julian said as he stood up from the chair. “It was nice chatting with you guys. See you around.” The guard who was still awake nodded and focused back on the TV screens. Julian left the room smirking. He had done his job without them even noticing. After all, he was called Lucifer for more than just one reason. Although these two guards had been the easiest he’d ever dealt with. If only all the people he went up against were this sloppy.