The Watchmen Novels & Stories

"It means that the real problem has just started. Something called the 'Eternal Watcher' is awake. It is going to tear time and space." Suddenly the lights in the room started flickering. The screen showed a symbol that looked like an eye. It was red. It was staring at them. The room started shaking. Alarms were going off. Eleanor was scared. "What is that?" she whispered. Director Thorne looked concerned. "It is something we have been trying to stop for a while. It is a guardian that decides if humanity is worth saving." He looked at Alexander, Eleanor and finally at Leo. "It has chosen Leo. It is coming for him.”

In the blackness, she heard footsteps. "They've come," a voice whispered. She turned. It was Miriam, the church’s groundskeeper. But her eyes were glowing faintly. "You're not alone anymore," Miriam said. "The Watchers have returned." Isabella had heard of them—legends buried beneath canon law and cloaked in myth. The Watchers were said to be remnants of the early protectors of the altar. Outcasts who chose exile over betrayal. "They know what you carry," Miriam continued. "And they’re afraid of what you'll awaken."

" Stay silent when you don't know what to speak. The Watchers are the highest form of defense that our planet has. They are the most undercover, international organisation. Now, hurry, we don't have the time. We might have to launch an analog missile at the incoming object. We cannot let it crash on our surface without knowing the consequence. It could be the end of oir species, the human race. " *** The three of them woke up in the same darkness. They were clad in white. Their clothes were identical. They looked at each other as they stood up, dusting off their hands. " Braze? Xen? Kian? " Recognition flooded their brains. It seemed like they had already crossed many a lifetimes yet it felt

That was not what caught my attention. I stood up slowly letting go of my fathers hand as my eyes moved down the machines that were checking his vitals. There was a shiny black disc stuck to the side of the main machine it was no larger than a coin. There was a red light blinking on it every three seconds. It was a high-definition camera. I felt like I had been punched in the chest it took my breath away. Julian was not just tracking the Maybach. He was not just relying on Sarah to tell him what was happening. He was there in that room watching us on his screens.

- the sentinel threw a quick glance at Zark and Patrick. - My bodyguards, of course! There is no way in the world of people without them, there are so many dangerous criminals and rogues, - I rolled my eyes in mock horror. The watchman chuckled. He dialed someone's number and spoke quietly. “Yes, you are an actress,” Zark whispered in my ear. - Drive! An iron high gate opened before us.

She wasn't sure if she heard that right. "Yes, Tina," Theodora said, almost tiredly, "Your father Armaros, was leader of a faction of The Watchers back in 500 B.C." Minho's face also paled, "The Watchers. Warrior angels who Fell because of a crime." Tina looked at him, frowning. But he did not answer the silent query, just looked at her anew, as if he found in her face an answer that he had been looking for a long time.

"Trina, what would you like to eat today?" I thought for a moment. "Garlic cream bun." "Again?" "Yes, with double the filling." Ian shook his head and picked up his phone to text Fiona. Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a small, bright patch on Erin's untouched coffee. I took out my phone and opened the Memo app. On the screen, the three messages were dimming and disappearing one by one. As the last one disappeared, a new line of text popped up. [Mission complete. The Sheffield family is safe.]

After I got into the car, Cole limped after me. He ran, stumbled, and fell to the ground with his hand stretched toward me. Emilio had installed a hidden camera in the Jackman family’s house. He handed me a smart tablet. “Dog‑eat‑dog situations are ridiculous. I will withdraw my investment from Jackman Group. Their bankruptcy will be Cole’s first punishment.” I took the tablet from him. Cole was cutting Ashley with a knife. The rain mixed with blood and spread across the ground.

The stars above a blinding array of colour and pale bright light, the very sight of it stole my breath. They were an audience, come witness my vengeance. I suspected they’ve witness a great deal atrocities over their long lives and would witness a great many more. But tonight I felt they had come to watch mine, to see me spill blood in the name of justice. To watch as I righted the wrongs committed against me, to watch me burn that town liars and fakes to the ground.

As the dean of educational and student affairs, my mom had always been strict about me and my brother’s conduct since we were young, keeping records of our every move. Want to eat? Memorize your textbook first. Want to buy stationary? Score full marks at your next test. My brother could never achieve anything, and I was always the one receiving all the rewards. I always thought that my mom treated us fairly. Until the day I was supposed to submit my college application, when my mom said I had to apply for a college of education to get a new phone. When I submitted my application, I saw a bunch of comments flash past my eyes. [This girl is so stupid, thinking that her mom is fair. Her