The Protector Novels & Stories

“No. Isaiah, you don’t have to do that. When it comes to her safety nothing else matters. Please let me stay. At least until we find whoever wants to kill her.” “It’s a bad idea Palmer and you know it.” “But it won’t be the only bad idea you’ve had in your life. Come on Isaiah, you know me. We’ve hunted down deeply deprived monsters in this world together. You know I’ll protect her.” Palmer stood and tapped the desk with his index finger. “I’ll protect her with my life.” Isaiah leaned back on his chair, glancing at Palmer broodingly. “It’s truly a bad idea, but you’ll stay until we get the person who hired the mercenaries.”

“Remember us—what we’ve fought for. What we’ve become.” The rogue leader laughed darkly, his grip tightening on me. “You think mere words can save him now? He’s mine, Protector. Just like you were supposed to be.” Rigel flinched, but his resolve didn’t waver. “No,” he said firmly, his voice steady. “You don’t control him. And you never controlled me.”

Perhaps it was because his attention was caught off guard by the Dragon's Wrath Saber that he ended up like this. But if he really did end up fighting this protector king. If he were to use all of his trump cards, he should be able to at least be able to fight against his opponent. Sect Protector Six! However, Starsoul directly threatened to give the Sect-Protecting Magic King three seconds to kill himself. Good heavens! Was there such a big gap? Even Yang Xiao couldn't help taking a few more glances at the Starsoul.

“Mom said that already. But what is a protector? And why do I need one?” “A protector is exactly what it sounds like,” Myles explained. “They protect you—keep you safe, detect any threats or danger. They can feel your emotions so they know when you need them, and they are incredibly resistant to almost all forms of magic—even magical mind control and magical weapons.” I nodded again, remembering how Drew had absorbed my uncontrolled magical outburst earlier that had forced those giant golden wings to appear out of my back. “And why—” “Because you’re the Fae princess. The heir to the fairy throne. All the Fae heirs have always had protectors. It’s part of the fairy magic,” a deep, authoritati

Levi mutters with a clenched jaw. "Let's go" he added before leading the men outside. "How? She is so fast and sleek. She even got my gun" frustrated, the two men on the floor mumbled while sharing baffled looks. How could they protect someone with protector blood? Protect a protector? That would be impossible. ****😔****

SAMANTHA THOMPSON It’s hard to admit that the feeling of being protected, scares me as much as it comforts me. I left home really young, I always had to get by on my own from a very early age, so all this interaction with a man that opens his arms to me and protects me from danger is a new experience in my life. Since the investigators Taylor and Lopez are after me, following my steps, Adam accompanies me everyday to Mathews. Sitting in a corner table at the bar, investigator Lopez laughs at the irony of me arriving with Adam another day.

We have always chosen to stay loyal and submit to the alpha family. The role of the protector has remained with my family. Traditionally, the firstborn child of every other generation becomes the protector at the death of the previous one. The current protector trains the future one when they turn 12 years old or have their first shift. All protectors have a birthmark on their left shoulder to show their status. My grandmother was the previously chosen protector. The role now falls to me. So far, the council has not called me, but I am well prepared. The protectors have several roles in the werewo

, Iridessa uttered. “Is he still alive now?”, they asked. “I do not know, no body sees him after that day”, Iridessa answered. “If there is a protector, why we still need the guardian?”, Ellie asked. “The protector does not have equal power as the guardian, his main job is to protect everything while the guardian can restore everything”, Iridessa explain. “My mind was about to blow”, Kiara exclaimed. “All this time, we are guarded by a human?”, she exclaimed.

He did so enjoy it down there. “Agremon!” Namirha roared. Agremon appeared instantly in the limo, and knelt before his Master. “Get up and report.” “Well, my Lord, I’ve hit a bit of a snag. I got the mother out of the way, but I believe the Brethren are now involved. I saw the Protector’s talisman around the child’s neck. With that shielding her, I couldn’t get close. I shall find another way. The Protector, known as Michael, and I have history. I plan on using it to my advantage.”

Miranda did not respond once and the sun was now rising and he was drifting from consciousness. He felt hands on him and when he opened his eyes they hurt. He kept them open for this vision of an angel before him. Disappointed that she would cause him so much pain when she touched him. He growled and tried to move his hands to his chest. “The Guardian blessed you! You are awake.” “Leave me!” He grimaced in pain as she wiped the stink smelly cream into his chest. He had little energy to do anything else. “Drink this.” He resisted. “Help me move you to that building over there out of the sun and sheltered. You need stitches and if I do it here they will open again when I try to drag you. I hav