Ultra Guardians Novels & Stories

It made me proud of her but equally terrified for her. As the phone call ended with Rosie’s father, we were suddenly surrounded by squealing tires. We pushed the women in the middle of us and kept them covered as rogues piled out of the SUV’s circling us. Our warriors piled out, adding a level of protection surrounding us. We were matched evenly, which would bode well in our favour. With the exception that these rogues were likely enhanced and would pose some challenges for our highly trained warriors. As we all stood waiting, the man called uncle finally exited the first vehicle. “Well, well it is the whole damn family here today,” the man says. Colby moves forward, “What the hell are

I fell to my feet once again sobbing softly “Cmon don’t be pale now, conjure a dinosaur to come save you” another guard said as they all laughed.

felt afraid. The Luna has reclaimed her Pack! Elara is leading an army of "Archived Assets"—a messy, multi-genre rebellion—down to the "Distribution Hub" to hijack the multiverse's broadcast. But on Floor 0, the "Universal Underwriters" are preparing their final defense: a "Series Reboot" that will turn Elara's own army against her. Can she maintain the "Empathy Link" when her friends are being "Re-Written" into enemies?**

"She said I'm a Guardian, someone born with the ability to maintain balance between worlds. In each generation, one Guardian is born with five Anchors who help control and direct their power." "And we're these Anchors," Declan stated rather than asked. "Apparently," I confirmed. "Each of you corresponds to an element: fire, earth, air, water, and spirit. Together, we're supposed to form some kind of... system. A balance." "And the Shadow Alpha?" Alpha Marcus prompted.

She stands up from Rain's couch and starts moving around. "Rain, do you know what the seven guardians are and what they have to do with me?" I ask, turning to look at him, hoping he can make sense of this madness. Rain nods slowly, his expression thoughtful. "I know the legends. But I don't know what it has to do with you. The seven guardians are mythic beings among us, supernaturals, who are chosen to watch over some portals to different realms. They're said to be incredibly powerful, even other supernatural beings can't defeat them because of their insane strength."

They scurried their way inside one of the hollows but Mira paused to take another glance at her mother who stood like their protecting angel. " Kids, keep moving. Get Braze and get out of here. I don't know if I will be able to catch up with you anytime sooner. There are Guardians scattered across the earth. They are neutral celestial beings who don't meddle in anybody's business. Get hold of one and coax them, force them, compel them or torture them into making a masking potion. It's the only way you will be able to keep these creatures at bay for the time being. Since they know who you are, they will be coming for you again and again till they get what they want.Now get going. I can't hold

She replied, her eyes darting around the field perhaps to see if anyone was listening in on our conversation. I tossed my head back and let out a burst of laughter. I was not sure what it was exactly that made me laugh, I guess it was the fact she said that she was my guardian. I laughed until I felt tears in the corners of my eyes. “Oh yeah, you are my guardian right, just like Gamora in the guardians of the galaxy movie!” I exclaimed jokingly, laughing as I said so. “You must have heard of Ultima Luna, haven’t you?” She asked, ignoring my statement.

“Guardians called them… Oscuro.” “They’re physical appearance is unearthly. They have no nose, mouth, and ears. They only have one eye, their bodies is like a skeleton. They wear baggy black cloth, they have their own language but they can understand us.” the late guardian of fire said. “What are their abilities?” Sierra asked. Now interested in the topic. “Why does the guardians fear them?” “No, where did you get that?” it answered angrily that made Sierra confused. “Why?” “The Guardians don’t fear them. You must have misunderstand me.”

I ask angrily. My mother turns to look at me. “Sweetheart, we had to leave the pack. It was important.” “What do you mean, ‘leave the pack’? We’re going back, right?” “Alessia? It’s my father that asks. “Do you know what you are?” “Yes. I am a Guardian.” Alessia replies. “Wait. What do you mean you’re a Guardian?” I ask out loud so I can figure out what is going on. It’s my mother that responds. “When you first let Alessia forward, her eyes glowed a bright golden color. Only a Guardian’s eyes are gold sweetheart.”