The Guardians Novels & Stories

I asked. Legion shook his head, "no, Caleb is a guardian,” he replied as we came down the bleachers, "guardians don't have mates," he replied as we started to walk in the direction of the school building, "guardian? What's that and why don't they have mates?" "Guardians are born especially to protect. They are usually immune to magic and loyal to whom they need to protect. That would be much more complicated with a mate involved," he explained, my hand swinging in his.

Emily looked between them. "What?" Her father shook his head. "That's impossible." "Apparently that word has stopped meaning anything today," Elara muttered. Emily ignored her. "What is the Last Guardian?" Her father stared at Kael. "The first Guardians protected the world from ordinary threats. The Last Guardian was different." "How?" "He wasn't created to protect the world." He looked toward the creature climbing from beneath the kingdom. "He was created to destroy what couldn't be stopped." Kael looked down at his hands.

“I'll have Anthony take you home.” I looked back at Ruby. She was still mumbling to herself, her head rolling weakly around on the pillow. The door to the room opened, and Anthony walked in, his usual smile plastered on his face. “Your bodyguard is here to defend you with his life.” He bowed in front of me. Adam growled. Anthony laughed, standing up straight. “Chill, bet.” He looked at me and winked. “She ain't got you yet.” Adam shook his head. “I'll be home soon. Until then, Anthony will keep you safe.”

"I just want five minutes where I don't feel like I’m being watched!" "He isn't there to listen to your thoughts, Jessica," my father said firmly, his Alpha voice starting to edge in. "He’s a guard. He’s there to protect, nothing more. Kaelen, go." I turned my head and looked at Kaelen. He was standing like a statue with that same blank expression I hated. He was looking at a spot on the wall three inches to the left of my head. He wouldn't even give me the satisfaction of a glance.

said the one on Ursa’s right, his gaze sharp and unblinking as he studied my face. “Vanus,” the last one drawled from the left, yawning like he was already bored with the entire situation. I stepped back, relieved they weren’t members of any pack hunting us. The Guardians. That’s who they were. The Protectors of our kind who also had the power to wipe a rebellious pack. They seldom appeared anywhere, which meant their presence here was no coincidence. Something had dragged them from the safety of the Castle of Protectors into the outside world, and it couldn’t have been anything small.

Silence settled through the archive corridor. Ryder looked at Kenzie with the same expression he had worn since the pool... the look of a father who loved his daughter and was learning, in real time, what that love required now that she had become larger than anything he had expected. "You are sure," he said. It was not a question. He asked because asking was respectful, not because he doubted her answer. "I am the Guardian," Kenzie said. "This is what Guardians do." She paused. "Also, the grandmas say being four forever means I will always be allowed on the children's rides at amusement parks. They say this is a significant advantage."

From the shadows of the crater rim, figures rose. They weren't human anymore. They were desiccated corpses wearing armor from different eras—Medieval knights, World War soldiers, Ancient warriors. Their eyes glowed with the same purple light as the crystal. "The Guardians," Sebastian spat on the ground. "Previous generations who tried to control the power and failed. Now they are just puppets." "There are hundreds of them," Kael drew his sword (a retractable vibranium blade Alex made for him). "Circle formation!" Jackson commanded. "Protect Nova! We carve a path to the central bridge!"

I want him to understand that I can’t afford to get a hotel room. “I have a place here,” he says and I’m not sure what sound I make or what he heard, but he pulls me to a stop, still having a hold on my wrist. “I’m not going to hurt you. You probably don’t know what a Guardian is, but I’m the son, brother, and friend of very powerful women called Guardians. The name is exactly what you were expect. Guardians protect those who can’t protect themselves.” “Who got married?” I ask, sounding absolutely stupid.

The Guardians, once protectors of a single city, had become beacons of hope, proving that even in an age of advanced technology, the greatest weapons remained empathy,understanding, and the unwavering belief in the light that resided not just within humanity, but within every intelligent being. As the Guardians returned home, a sense of quiet pride settled upon Kai. The world had changed, the nature of darkness had mutated, yet the core of their mission remained the same. They were the Guardians, not of a city or a planet, but of the light that resided within all living things, a constant reminder

Xal'dar called out, his voice trembling slightly despite his resolve. The figure turned, its head tilting slightly towards them. Two glowing orbs of light, seemingly filled with galaxies and ancient knowledge, pierced through the mist where its eyes should be. "I am the Guardian," the voice boomed. "And you have unleashed a force that threatens to unravel the very fabric of existence." Liam and Xal'dar exchanged a shocked glance. This unexpected arrival, this enigmatic Guardian, could it be their salvation? Or was this merely another piece in a game they didn't understand?