Twelve Guardian Ninja Novels & Stories

Kade stood beside her, claws unsheathed, amber eyes scanning the horizon, his love a warm pulse in her hand. Selene’s violet sigil glowed, casting light on the cliff, her wisdom poised. Lucas’s grin was sharp, fists clenched, his trust a solid weight. Bryan’s glow pulsed, a vibrant spark, his hope weaving through the air. The guardian star’s light followed them, a soft dawn urging them to mend this world’s thread and ignite its guardians.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth before disappearing almost instantly. “It won’t last.” I hated how relieved that tiny expression made me feel. I crossed my arms. “Fine. Kael. Start talking.” The wind shifted between us, colder now. “You know the story they tell about the Guardians?” he asked. I nodded slowly. “They’re chosen to protect the balance between creation and ruin.” “That’s the version meant for children.” Something uneasy twisted in my stomach. “What’s the real version?” Kael’s gaze lifted to mine again. “The Guardians were never meant to destroy ruin,” he said quietly. “They were created to contain it.”

CHAPTER 9 ~REGINA’S POV~ “That's not going to work.” A heavy sigh fell from my lips as I was interrupted for the tenth time. "Can't a girl give a speech without any interruptions? " “What makes you think that it's not going to work, Leonard?” That'd right the wolf who challenge my intelligence was none other than Leonard, a guard. Not the Alpha. Not the Beta but the guard. Why does the incompetent people question things they fail to understand.

He was the reclusive heavyweight of the northern martial arts world, the number one master of hidden weapons in the north, and the master of the Zadra family's Ghost Worshiper—the Eight-Armed Guardian! The brilliance of stars pierced the void silently and soundlessly! Hundreds of tiny crystal lights shot out of the Eight-Armed Guardian's palms, revealing sharp, hidden weapons as thin as hair. They made no sound as they instantly enveloped the bodyguards, piercing through them at an unimaginable speed! The four bodyguards were martial arts experts with vital energy, but they failed to react and were all slain instantly by the Eight-Armed Guardian's hidden weaponry! "First, eliminate the Foste

The presence of the shed skins serves as a stark reminder of the guardians' fierce nature and their territorial instincts. In the center of the chamber, an enigmatic sight captures Finrir's attention. A raised dias stands proudly, emerging just above the water line. As Finrir approaches, he notices a remarkable detail. The platform, where the eggs of the guardians rest, is encased in a layer of shed skins. These discarded remnants, once belonging to the ancient protectors, now serve as insulation and cushioning, forming a protective nest for the precious eggs.

"Swosh swosh!" The sound of something cutting through the air was heard. Subsequently, Scorpion Guardian and the four White Lotus gene martial artists leaped down. They landed exactly ten steps away from Lucas. Everyone except for Scorpion Guardian was a Rank 1 Evolved One. At this time, Scorpion Guardian's sinister face looked triumphant. From what he could see, Lucas was a dead man for sure. "You weren’t expecting to run into me again, huh, Kid?" Scorpion Guardian eyed Lucas with a look of disdain.

"The same way I know what that symbol means," I replied, gesturing to the carving. "The same way I know he wants what I have, what I am." "And what exactly are you?" Peter asked, his voice less hostile than before, tinged with something that might have been fear. I met his gaze directly. "I'm a Guardian, apparently. And the five of you..." I gestured to the quintuplets, "...are supposed to be my Anchors." "Anchors?" Declan repeated, his brow furrowing. "What does that mean?"

things have only gotten worse. According to the prophecy, only the Twelve from the Crescent Pack can awaken the relic’s true power. Without them, our strength, and our standing among the other packs is crumbling fast. In exchange for the Twelve, the Crescent Pack gets our backing during war, a simple measure to secure the alliance. “If these Twelve can finally awaken the Moon Relic, you know what that means… right?” Caden mumbles next to me, yawning so loud the small female closest to us stares at him. And this is my fucking Beta.

Both had raven black hair, almost appearing as if they were brothers. “Just let me go, I promise I won’t tell anyone about anything.” I pleaded. “Sorry, but we can’t let you leave. You are the Keeper of the Dragon Stone and Cyran is your mate and guardian. “Excuse me?” I blanched at them, unable to believe what I was hearing.

I shouted at her, hoping she could hear me while she was in the Moon Goddess realm. “A seventh Guardian Knight has been selected, he will be what completes the Guardian Knight bond,” she said in an eerie, ethereal voice. I was confused as I thought Ellie was supposed to make the last selection but in the same breath, I was worried because I didn’t want that light and energy to draw others to us before we were ready.