Warrior Guardian Angel Novels & Stories

As Eli and I head to the border, I have an idea of what this is. Over the past couple of months, both Cara and Angel have had, mostly vampires but other supernaturals as well, come to pledge their allegiance to the Guardians of the Realm, as they call us. Word of Angel's imprisonment and the Guardian's defeat of the vampires has spread quickly.

I look down at her and I can see the scars on every part of her body that is exposed. I bow my head in deference to her suffering and her status. “Guardian Angel.” “Please, call me Angel. My daughter hasn’t told me much about you, but she did say that you are good to her. That’s all I ask. I would never hold you responsible for the sins of other vampires and from what I have seen and what Leana has told me, you do not subscribe to the ways of the vampires who want to rule over the world.” “No, Guardian, but my father does. He and others. There is a war coming, and I must fight.”

Why did Greg let him go up? God. What should I do in this situation? What would James say? — Run, Angel, like in training!— His stiff voice echoed through my brain. However, I never listened to him. I always hated the orders the security guards gave me, I felt like a baby. And I wasn't. An uproar of anger and fear mingled in my blood, but the anger stood out, giving me the courage to drop all my belongings on the floor (a few bags and a notebook) and approach with smoke billowing from my nostrils.

We are assigned duties for the pack. My mom Martha Davis is an assistant to former Luna Angela and my dad, Joseph Davis, works in one of the Alpha Jason's company. I, too, will be assigned some duty from tomorrow. But that's ok. Well, truly speaking I want to be a Warrior of our pack. Tough, and strong, just like our head Warrior, Viktor Kent. Ahh! He is soo amazing. I have been crushing on him for two years now, when I first saw him at pack house. I will be starting my training in two days and I will meet him again. Awwwww! I am so exuberant. I know the infatuation will be gone in the second I meet my Mate. The mate bond does that to you.

He sneered as he looked at the warriors and me. "She would go to jail and nothing would happen. We would go to the war with other warriors of the werewolf kingdom and come back victorious. And besides, I have my brother Ken, who is also a warrior and a leader just like her as you said, and I believe he is going to win with his hundreds of thousands of warriors and not just a handful of a few hundred warriors like the Reapers." He sneered mockingly.

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

I fucking swear. I’ll rip them apart with my bare hands. Three minutes later, a man suddenly walks into the length of the cameras and squats beside Amani. I freeze, the blood in my veins turning to ice. “Is that…” “Yes, Bhyron.” Duke responds. “That’s The Guardian Angel.” *** The Guardian Angel. He fits the description perfectly with his blinding white shirt, pants and shoes. His long, blonde hair falls to his shoulders in perfect waves, giving him the appearance of an actual angel.

Her nostrils flared and jaw clenched. "Bastard," she muttered under her breath. "I'll get you back for this," she claimed loudly and stomped her way out of the ground. . . . . _____ . . . ."Minahil what happened? Have you swapped the party and now you are a companion to the angels because the descendant of Devil like you can't be happy over the success of her enemy." "Who said he is going to win?" Minahil sniggered whilst turning to face Yara.

The bad man looks at her with hatred. "If you offend us, we can curse you. Today, I am cursing the Demon named Ornan, the second son of the late lord of the underworld, that he no longer be able to regenerate his flesh and blood like any other immoral. His soul will be forever exiled to the dark world" she says and a yellow light comes from her and hits the bad man. This time the bad guy falls on the ground with a cry of pain. "Guardian Angels can't kill anyone, only warrior Angels can. That's the only reason your spirit still belongs to this world" she says glaring at him.

Only some people go out to get what is most necessary, then the rest of the world seems to have cowardly hidden from them. Up in the sky, the angel who revealed his existence to those of this city is standing as a guardian, watching everything and nothing at the same time. 'He is in a state called Guardian Trance, a state that allows him to be in touch with every living creature around him. They use this to be alert in case some of those so-called dark Angels decide to interfere again.' I hear Kade in my head as his hand squeezes mine.