The Guardians Invincible Novels & Stories

Guardians are a kind of celebrity to some wolves, apparently, my Beta is no exception. “Sure.” “Pretty much they can take the pain of the person they are assigned to. They absorb it and by doing so it allows the body of the injured person to heal while the guardian simultaneously heals the injury through their own body. I don’t fully understand it, but it's a crazy concept.” Francis answers. “In theory, if Ali were to do the healer's hand to me, how would the wolfsbane in my wound affect her?”

“I understand you are scared.” I cut him off. “But I’m a Guardian. I’m supposed to be stronger than this.” He takes my hands, forcing me to look in his eyes. “You are strong, stronger than you give yourself credit for. You survived seven years with them and are still willing to fight. I don’t see you wanting to hide. Your first instinct is to protect those around you by leaving. That’s what Guardians do. We protect. And from now on, we’ll increase your training. We don’t have long, but I’ll turn you into a lethal killing machine so that you can protect your pack.”

So it can be said that Arlen has a point. But what the guardians truly do is just way beyond guarding. They fight, not only for their lives… not even only for their princess. But most importantly, they fight for everyone’s lives. And they, the incarnations of these guardians, also fight not only for themselves, not only for their families, not only for their friends… but they also fight for their world! …

“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.”

Lincoln stated. “As powerful as you, I assume?” I said with a smirk. “Oh no, my dear daughter. You are far stronger than me,” Lincoln replied solemnly. “Why?” I asked. “As each generation of Guardians are born, they become stronger in their talents. Your pups, if born Guardians, will be stronger than you and I combined,” Lincoln stated.

The power that had been flowing through me cut off all at once, leaving me feeling empty and weak. Strong arms caught me before I hit the ground. "I have got you," That was Ethan's voice. "I have got you, baby." I looked up at him. His face was covered in blood and bruises. He could barely stand. But he was alive. And holding me. "You are alive," I sobbed. "You are all alive." "Thanks to you," my father said, standing up with Beatrice's support. "And Sarah. Who was she really?" "A Guardian," Beatrice said quietly. "An ancient order, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself to protect the balance between light and dark. I thought they were all gone. Thought the last one died a hundred years ago."

“Worth it for the little chaos gremlins! Keep running, kid—don’t look back!” Nicholas and Aiva struck from the shadows with devastating efficiency, dismantling the Guardians’ surveillance and tech traps in a symphony of hacks and controlled explosions. The crew fought not just for victory, but for the future they had bled to create—every fallen foe a declaration that their family would not be broken.

Hayden was tired and not in the mood to deal with their stupidity again. "Welcome back," the more amicable guard said as he pulled up. "Where's the Alpha's daughter?" the brutish, sullen guard with dark hair asked. "She's in the back," Hayden replied. "And her father is waiting for us, so if you would open the gate, it would be greatly appreciated." The second guard rolled his eyes at his fellow guard and said, "I'll get it for you. We're glad you found Jessica and brought her home." "We all are," Hayden agreed.

After the call ended, they said, “We respectfully invite you to return, Mr. Rivers.” At that moment, the higher-ups of HQ and all the family heads in Metropolis joined in to request the guardian to return! In the hospital, Stephen lay on his bed. His body was completely paralyzed, and all he could do was stare at the empty ceiling above. Tears slid from the corners of his eyes. In a daze, he glanced out the window and saw a plane slowly passing by the blue sky outside. Under a bridge, a filthy and disheveled Simon fished a plastic bottle out of the river and calculated how much it was worth.

“You’re throwing your entire life away over a monster.” I laughed, shaking my head, my eyes burning into his. I needed him to hear this. “I would rather fucking die than be your Luna.” “Fine.” His eyes turned cold. “I, Carlos Serrano, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, reject you, Erin Westwood, as my mate and Luna.” He looked down at my stomach. “And I will never recognise that monster as my heir.” Pain burned through my chest, hot and crippling. Blue screamed inside me, but I smiled, my eyes staying locked on his.