The Protector Novels & Stories

She did not move. She stepped into my space instead, her chest nearly brushing mine. “Then let it jump,” she whispered, her eyes defiant. “I am not some fragile human you have to protect from yourself. I am a wolf of the Crescent line. If you want me out of your head, stop trying to push me into the shadows and start looking at me.” I was vibrating with the effort not to touch her. The proximity was suffocating. I could feel the heat coming off her, and I could see the way her pulse was jumping in the hollow of her throat. I wanted to ruin her. I wanted to protect her.

I spent my time training the new Protector Corps, wolves who had volunteered to defend the assembly from existential threats. Teaching them combat was easy. Teaching them restraint was harder. “A Protector’s job is not to win every fight,” I told my current class of twenty recruits. “It is to end threats while causing minimum harm. We are not warriors conquering enemies. We are guardians protecting something precious.” “What if the threat cannot be ended without killing?” a young female wolf named Serra asked. “Then you kill. But only as a last resort. Only when every other option has been exhausted. The moment you start choosing violence first, you become the threat we are supposed to prote

Honestly, my impression of what happened in the mafia was not this at all. “Good morning. Trust you had a splendid night?” Adriano was the only one who bothered to reply. Dante simply shrugged, and the others just smiled and continued digging into their breakfast. “This is Victor and Carlos. I’m sure you remember them,” Dante finally spoke to me. “I have a meeting today, and I’m not sure when I will be back.” He began taking off his apron and walking towards the door. “They are here to protect you, so please do me a favor, listen to them, and try not to break any more noses.”

"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?"

“You two still have some uses, I think. “I don’t have a lot of people that I can use here anyway. “If you kneel, I’ll give you a chance to work for me.” Kaysen froze, then chuckled in rage. “Who are you, kid? “You want us to kneel?! “Let me tell you something! The Great Protector is about to be here! “He has all the Law Enforcement Hall’s experts following him! All of them are invincible fighters who have experienced countless battles! “If you kneel right now, you might get a chance to survive! “But if not, you’ll have to die a horrible death!” A green-haired woman pushed the door and walked in, accompanied by fierce-looking men in suits. Their heads were raised up high, and they wore a badg

He questioned sounding pissed and I cringed. Maybe it was the emotion clouding my eyes or my withdrawal, but he dropped on the bed next to me, taking my hand in his. My hand looked so small in his almost covered completely by his much bigger one. "I'll protect you, Nancy, with my life, I promise you that. Whoever it is you can't talk about, I'll protect you from them with my last blood." He looked serious saying that and for some reason, I believed him, I believed he'd really protect a human like myself.

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.”

"Because he is my protector. Every pain will cause me he will feel if he is completely matted to me. His people will die because of me and I can not give him the pain that mom had suffered when dad died. I can not make him suffer if anything happens to me" Noah was stunned. " How did you know Zander is your protector? The history of myths never mentioned protectors". "When I was in coma Goddess Selene came into my dreams or whatever it was. She told me ab-". " Goddess summoned you and said all this". "Yes , she told me about the protectors and how the protector is going to do everything to protect me with their life. How it's go

But they don't know the daily struggle. "But in your case, it's clans' lords bowing down to you. Because you're not any lord's protégé. No! You are duke Leonardo Anetti's protégé. The heart ripper, that's what they call duke Anettii, right? And what about your guardian, Lord Bircof? He has quite the reputation, too" I nodded stiffly, not trusting my voice. "These are the men Rey is standing up against for you. So, if you're giving him false hope out of curiosity about the mate bond and its limits, please stop. This will end badly for him." "They'll never hurt him." I know they won't.

Allen murmured. "I told you not to say that," Andrew retorted. He hates it when Allen says things like that. He knows Allen will do the same thing for him and he doesn’t need his gratitude for doing things a best friend will normally do. Allen shifted his body to face Andrew. He then stared at his green eyes. "When I grow up... I swear, I’ll protect you, Andrew." Andrew laughed in disbelief at his best friend’s sudden pledge. "Protect me from what?" he asked as he guffawed.