Warrior Guardian Angel Novels & Stories

She asks naively as I saw a few warriors clench their jaws while Isaac arched his brow unimpressed by his cousin's "We are not mere security guards, we are not just called upon to handle little tiffs. We are the protectors of the realm, we are the guardians of our people. We Are Wrath... We are War." He says fiercely as his aura starts to leak while my beast fought against submission and wanting to protect our now shivering mate.

I smile at him, not wanting to scare the kid. “And who is this mighty warrior?” I ask. He grins from ear to ear. “I’m not a warrior! I’m just a kid.” He says with a small laugh. “What! Are you sure? You look like you are fierce.” “He is,” Jade says. “He literally saved Wren when they ganged up on her.” The words instantly piss me off. She was that close to death? Fuck how I hate that thought of that. “I see. You aren’t a warrior. So, are you a guardian angel, then?” I ask. He shakes his head no and smiles.

I want them to feel the pain, hurt them just like they hurt the innocent. That is why I run this gang. And the second reason of me being that angry was Angela and that attack in the party she had gone to. It was them. Quinn Daggers. Those bloody bar*s! The nerve they had to attack my Angel. How dare they even think of hurting her?! And for once in my life, I have to thank him. Carl. My mortal enemy! For once he had done something worthy. He had saved my Angel that night. My Angel. My lifeline. My lo-

Right after that conversation, without wasting another moment, I spread my wings and flew out of the shining Golden Kingdom of Heaven, descending rapidly once again toward the earth, ready to begin my new mission and protect the life of Ynnah Francine Seung. It was meant to be just another assignment to me—something I wanted to complete as soon as possible so I could return home. I told myself that I would finish it sooner or later without getting involved or attached. The moment I set foot upon the earth once more, I immediately began searching for the girl I was sworn to guard and shield from all evil. Finding her was not difficult at all. I received help and guidance from other Guardian A

The look in his eyes conveyed one question; Now what? “Where do you come from?” Archon flapped his spectral wings and tapped his beak with a talon. A light shining between the clouds, a knight standing in front of a king. Warren walked over to the table and grabbed his drink, “You are a divine guardian?” The majestic eagle head nodded. Then a devil and an angel, between a contract, and hands shaking. “So, you can’t be here without a human host, because of some ancient contract between good and evil?” Warren took his seat.

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.

Followed by a Gamma, whose main function is to protect her. Then follows Mathew, yeah, the name appears in her mind because he is currently holding that title (the head of the warriors) and because she is so proud of him. Next follows the warriors and then the Elders, then the Omegas and, finally, at the bottom of the ranks in the werewolf world, are the Rogues.

These eight were the archangels. Archangel Michael, commander of the Legion Michael, angel of War and Power Archangel Raphael, commander of the Legion Raphael, angel of Vitality and Healing Archangel Gabriel, commander of the Legion Gabriel, angel of Messages and Guidance Archangel Uriel, commander of the Legion Uriel, angel of Wisdom and Fire Archangel Raguel, commander of the Legion Raguel, angel of Justice Archangel Sarakiel, commander of the Legion Sarakiel, angel of Peace Archangel Lucifer, commander of the Legion Lucifer and the bright morning star, angel of music and radiance

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.

When I got into his cell, I told the guards stationed there to give us privacy. “Hello, Zen.” I started, rolling my sleeves. “Well well well. At least someone knows my name.” He smiled. “Cut the bullshit, Zen. I know that if you wanted to escape, you would have done it by now. So, I'm just here to get answers. Do you know who I am?” I asked. “Even legends know who you are. You are the doomsday. The destroyer. You are the one wolf who was never meant to live. I created you and I will be the one to kill you.”