Novel & Cerita The Last Guardian Fanfiction

My breast was pointing in invitation to him while the water coated my womanhood. "That wasn't mine!" I disputed unpleasantly but he didn't care about my complaint as he grabbed my full left breast in his hand. He jerked it up and down and did the same with the other one. "I won't take advantage of you without your permission. I will try to patch the confusion in your head. I have done many bad things but I do not have a hand in the death of your parents. Our lives were sealed when your parents betrothed you to me. I am your guardian, your mate, and the most important person in your life at the moment. You are my possession and you must care about losing me " he speaks every word with a sense

“Call off the bounty on Nirvana Thorne. It’s confirmed, she’s the Guardian.” “The what now?” I pretended to be shocked. “I haven’t. She refused. I’ll call you soon.” He ended the call and gave the phone back to me. “What’s the Guardian?” “You’re kidding? How did you not know about this?” “How could I? Just weeks ago, I was a human who was oblivious to your world. Then I just found the only family I have left, kept a huge secret about my life, that I was cursed by a dickhead that’s why I am not one of them. Then, my best friend for four years, I didn’t know she could transform into a four-legged dog. You know what’s shocking? That since birth, I was arranged to an asshole alpha who rejected m

I can feel this hollow grief inside me, Charlotte’s grief. I also feel the mating bond between us now, a combination of the mating mark I put on her and the blood she drank from me. It is thrumming inside me, a sentient bond that nearly knocked me into a state of unconsciousness the night Charlotte was attacked by her father. The guard I had assigned to her was found dead in one of the two dumpsters in the street, wolfsbane in his system. Ricky’s phone call had been frantic. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t help her until later.

But just as we stepped forward— Nyra stopped me. “There is one more thing,” she said, and for the first time, her voice cracked. “You need to know what you are.” “I’m a Luna.” “No,” she whispered. “You’re not just the Luna…” She stepped closer. “You are the last guardian of the gate.” My chest went cold. “What gate?” She looked at Necros. And then pointed to the rift widening in the sky. “The one he’s trying to open.”

“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.”

“I know you’re just doing this because I’m a Guardian. Everyone can see that you are only spending all this time with me because of what I am. I get it. You feel some sort of responsibility to what we are. That’s fine. It’s just….with everything that happened on the roof…I just….I lost sight of what our relationship is.” The fuck? “But don’t worry. I’m totally on board. I get it, I know that you are just doing your duty as a Guardian and there’s nothing more to it than that.” This restaurant is full. There are members of our pack, members of our neighboring pack, ranked members, warriors, pups, even others from our school. I nod my head at her, and I swear I can see her sadness at what she t

"What do you mean forever?" "The guardian becomes part of the system." "He protects the information." "He prevents anyone from using it for evil." Nick immediately understood. "The guardian can never leave." Samuel lowered his eyes. "That is correct." Silence filled the chamber. Ariana looked at Nick. "No." Nick quickly turned to her. "Don't." She already knew what he was thinking. "So do you." He stepped closer. "I'll stay." She grabbed his arm. "No." "You have a father."

A long shadow stretched across the valley, swallowing the towering pines and creeping over the kneeling Guardians until even their silver glow seemed faint beneath it. No one moved. No one breathed. Pelari stood at the edge of the open hangar, his white cloak unmoved by the wind. His hands remained clasped behind his back, and yet somehow he looked as though he already owned the forest beneath him. “So,” he said, his voice carrying from impossible distance, “the old stories were true after all.” The Last Warden didn’t look at the ship. His attention remained fixed on the dying Guardian. “You should not have come here.”

Liora, now a bright young girl with her fathers’ protective nature and her mother’s magical talent, ran ahead laughing. Serena leaned against Kael’s side while holding Damien’s hand. “From that single bite at the gate…” she said softly, “came all of this.” Kael kissed the top of her head. Damien smiled — a real, peaceful smile. “Worth every scar.” As the sun set on a healed world, the three Guardians stood together — bound by blood, loss, love, and unbreakable magic. Their story had begun in death. It ended in life. The End.