Twelve Guardian Ninja Novels & Stories

The Country Secretary wore a gloomy look as he said coldly, "You've slandered the New World royal family. You're doomed!" Sloan, on the other hand, did not speak. She stared at Darryl closely. Her delicate face showed a touch of coldness. Whoosh! At the same time, more than a dozen figures appeared; each of those people had a strong aura! They surrounded the Emperor to protect him—they looked powerful! They were the Twelve Royal Guards! The Twelve Royal Guards were named after the twelve zodiacs. The New World Emperor had sent them to protect Yvette when she was in the World Universe. They were there to ensure her safety.

That felt like a dagger piercing my heart repeatedly. Actually, I am a guardian to a mafia king, Romano Starvo. We called him Lord Romano, but not me. I called him father. He found me on the lying road almost lifeless when I was ten and kept me under his roof. In return, I served him. I became his right hand, and he was the only person who knew my real identity.

He uses his staff with an orb in its end to amplify his voice like what microphone does. “Good evening to all of us. This night will be fun because apart from us celebrating the arrival of the daughter of our former beloved empress of Celestia, Chosen Twelve is also completed. Tonight, I am pleased to introduce to you the twelve appointed individuals by Archgoddess Lumia to be the guardians of the Celestial Zodiacs and the ones who will soon restore peace and order in our homeland, Celestia. Tonight also will be an opportunity to give them weapons that can reinforce their strength, power and magic,” Archmaster stated.

“Let’s see how you handle this.” “Bring it on,” Cheyenne said, a grin spreading across her face. NaKoa hummed in approval, though a tiny thread of unease lingered. One by one, the guardians stepped forward, forming a circle around Cheyenne and Gunner. Light flared from Nalia’s wings, Chelsea’s aura shimmered like storm clouds, Isolde’s shadow moved with a liquid grace, Tora’s fire scales glinted under the sun, and Serenya’s presence rippled like wind over grass.

But the silver shackles keep him caged deep within me, much like very single being trapped here, pure instinct reduced to a faint growl in the back of my consciousness. The first guard stops abruptly, making me stumble to a halt. Ahead was a larger cage, standing apart from the others. Inside I notice three shifters,.. wolves, judging by their scent,… but they’re so beaten and frail it was hard to tell. “This one goes here,” the first guard says, motioning to the cage. “No,” I snarl, struggling against their grip. The other guard presses a button on a device strapped to his belt, and the collar activates again. The pain is excruciating, but still I refuse to scream. Not here. Not in front of

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- The guardians finally reached the palace. They hopped out of their cars and waited for the Beta's orders. Leyla stepped out of her car and looked around. "Oh look! The truck that was missing. Alpha must have driven this here." Zelda spoke in a low tone as she walked towards the truck without thinking straight. A glowing blue tentacle came out of Leyla's back and wrapped around Zelda's waist. Zelda was pulled back where the team was standing. The guardians turned their heads towards Leyla. Her skin was glowing with the blue flames. It didn't look like fire. It was something else. Her eyes were also glowing blue. Another energy tentacle made its way towards the truck that

Andrius replied confidently, “Sect Master Klein, although the Burden of Nine Skies emphasizes speed and agility on the surface, it prioritizes skill over technique, so a heavier spear is preferable. “That’s what the guardian taught me when I was in the restricted area.” The guardian! As soon as that name was spoken, Wade, Tobias, and everyone else’s expressions changed. The guardian was a legendary figure in the Medicine Sect. He was a mysterious and awe-inspiring person known by everyone in the Medicine Sect. Everyone, including the First Elder and Wade, dreamed of obtaining guidance from the guardian. However, no matter how much they yearned and prayed, they were never able to meet the gua

It was as if the past refused to stay buried. The First Guardian lowered itself into a defensive stance. “Do not go any closer.” Elara glanced at the Guardian. “They’re not attacking.” “Not yet.” The Guardian’s golden eyes never left the masked strangers. “They have never needed swords.” ⸻ There were twelve of them. Each stood perfectly still. Not one breathed. Not one shifted. They looked less like warriors… And more like statues waiting for permission to move. Riven quietly stepped beside Elara. Without a word, his shoulder brushed hers.

Those eleven had never met Ethan in person; they were just sent to attack from the shadows with traps and tricks. Unfortunately, while Ethan emerged unscathed, of the eleven, eight were dead, and three were seriously injured!

LEON Leaving my room, I am fucking furious, the shit Paige has gone through and now the person she trusts the most does this to her. Our whole team went through training together, and when Jared was given his charge, we all asked to be assigned to them. The order does not care about age, especially when it comes to Huntresses. At twelve they are given a guardian and a team of specialists. From that moment, they are active and ready for missions, their guardian and team help them to focus their abilities and keep them up to date with the latest weapons and tech.