The Protector Novels & Stories

I was stunned by what Pierce said. "It looks like you are having big trouble protecting this lady, Saint. Why won't you just hand her to the organization? I saw how strong she feels around that can be her asset." Pierce said. "No. I promised Dad, Dad promised Tito Kristopher that we will protect his daughter no matter what happens." Saint said sternly as he walked back to the front couch. I sat on a solo couch at the end of the table. "Yeah, but this one. This one is effin' smart Saint. Can you beat this?" Pierce's challenge.

“And now you know you’re the heir of the Ambroise family.” What did he just say? I’ll be living in this unknown place starting today? And the heir of the Ambroise family? I disagree. I can’t just leave my comfort zone just like that. You can’t just leave me this responsibility. “I don’t agree with this,” I argued with my father, but he didn’t care. “You have to listen to me this time,” my father calmly told me, which took me back. His eyes were begging as if there wasn’t tomorrow. “It’s for your protection. Please listen to my selfish request.”

I couldn't protect Friska, who had helped me and ensured the crazy man didn't catch Corvina. 'Lavanya! Please, wake up. You are fine now and forever. Tayron and Zion will protect you. Don't worry about anything.' My wolf screamed again. Tayron and Zion, they're going to protect me, but if they find out what happened to me while I was there. I was unsure and afraid they would throw me away. I'm a bitch. 'Lavanya. Please, you are not a bitch. Don't think of yourself like that.' My wolf was crying, and her voice was shaking violently.

I had to protect myself. Damn that rogue! I knew it. He was never the type who would keep a secret. I gave them a small smile. “I am not. I do not have that ability.” “All good. There’s nothing to treat now. The wounds healed cleanly. I thought you said this person is dying?” the doctor who examined the rogue announced. The guard looked at the rogue confused. “I was definitely right. I saw it with my own eyes.” “His wolf helped him. That’s the only possible explanation right now.”

We had our bath playfully and we soon both got to bed. “Hey.” Connor said randomly, pulling me closer to him. “I would do anything and everything to protect you, make sure you’re fine and no one would ever try to hurt you as long as I am breathing.” He said, it was like he was saying his vow and it was so random that it somehow scared me. “I know.” I said, hugging him and he gave me a peck on my forehead. I yawned. “I need that nap.” I said and Connor laughed.

Even if that meant killing the people who wanted her dead. Even if that meant proving Boris right. That she was dangerous. Lethal. Exactly the weapon they feared. She was Luna. Protector. Warrior. And she'd do whatever it took to keep her family safe. Whatever it took. Always.

"What threat could justify approaching vampires who have isolated themselves and also have very good reasons to hate your kind. Connor helped Tommy to his feet before speaking. "The prophecy child," Tommy said. "Annie Morales—the vessel Killian is protecting—is pregnant with a child that's prophesied to end all supernatural life. Every vampire, every werewolf, every witch. Extinction. And Killian doesn't care. He's protecting her anyway. Protecting the very thing that will destroy us all." Candice's countenance showed interest. "I've heard whispers of this prophecy," she said slowly. "Rumours. Most dismiss it as superstition. Why should I believe you?"

“It has been years.” The Huntress spoke in a hushed tone as she stepped in front of a large dome made of marble and stone, thin vines spread across the smooth surface. “How fast time flies.” she said with a smile as she approached the wooden doors at the center of the dome and placed her palm on it. “I still remember the day that everything changed...” she chuckled at the thought. “Although none can say whether it was for the best or the worse.” She then took a step back and circled the dome, her eyes wandering over to the niches on the walls, carved in the symbol of the guardians chosen to protect what they must hold dear the most.

Alma had never experienced this, though the young girl stared at Alma with excitement and curiously, Alma could also see that the same eyes had two meaning. Her eyes were clearly screaming, “read my future, I dare you.” Alma smiled at the young girl, she would rather not show that she feared the seven-year-old. “Alma, did you ever see the protectors?” The young girl asked as smiled brightly at her. “Yes, and I'll tell you the story” Alma said as she smiled at the girl. “The protectors are the chosen ones of the Sovereigns. They are the strongest, fastest and most powerful of each race,” Alma wheezed out, trying to suppress a cou

The next time we would meet, I was sure that he would kill me first before asking questions. This was why I needed a protector. Someone strong enough to get rid of Jonathan for me. Jonathan had Alpha blood in him and with the help of his occasional madness, he would be unstoppable against even the strongest werewolves. But I believed that Lucian would be able to take him down. Which was why I desperately needed him on my side. “Well, I don’t have the time to play bodyguard with you. And as for your thoughts on this matter, I was only being courteous.”