To Serve And Protect Book Novelas e Histórias

"We'll go over some of the easy rules mentioned in the book today. Does that sound good?" Celina gave him the biggest grin she could muster. "Yes!" Once that said, the Captain made her wait they packed up. He took her outside to sit by the lake as they started going over the first page of the oldest book she had ever seen. She was bored out of her mind, eyes flitting across, but then thoughts of riding a dragon made her still. "This book is the reinforcement of the duties of the riders. At heart, their basic duty is to serve as a protector of dragons."

“Where were you hiding? I didn’t see you when I came in.” “I was probably with a customer.” I lied and turned to go. “Wait up. I want to you to stay for a while.” He said. “I can’t. I’m working.” I said quickly. “Let someone else take over. Sit down.” He commanded. No! How can I warn Handsome? I thought. “Give me a minute please. I have Glykos' table, he will raise hell if someone else starts serving him.” I said thinking on my feet.

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

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 cough.

"If he shows up again, I'll call the police." I added with a smile, "After all, I'm a professional now." I pulled a thick copy of the Criminal Law from the bookshelf and waved it in front of her. "No one is stealing anything from me ever again. Not even a needle." Hazel laughed, rose onto her toes, and kissed my forehead. "Yes, my lawyer." The apartment was filled with the smell of soup. The smell of ordinary life. The smell of victory. In a world this mad, only by staying sharp and clear-headed could you protect a small pocket of happiness.

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.