Warrior Guardian Angel Novels & Stories

He smiled and turned the book around, scanning the page. “The divine warrior will lead an army to counter the demon influence on earth. He will be recognised by his advanced and accelerated abilities in combat and keen alternative reasoning skills.” Aaron glanced up at me and then back at the page, “Whilst the number of guardians can be many, only one divine warrior from each bloodline can inhabit the earth at any one time, due to his containment of the spirit of angelic presence at his core.” “So, this divine warrior dude,” Alex said, looking over Aaron’s shoulder, “He is part angel? Like the demon in Nathaniel?” and Aaron shrugged.

He was wearing a white cloak this time, but he had taken it off, revealing his blue hair. “it's you,” “I guess Djan Khionevara has told you everything.” “Djan?” “It's something we call angels of highest ranks.” I nodded. “She didn't mention anything about you,” I retort calmly. I found peace when I was with her. “I am Visanyos, I am a Nephilian, your guardian angel and honored to serve you.” she bowed. “What? Why are you honored?”

She snorts with anger. “Yes, they were duped, mistreated, and returned to Mahji as an empty vessel of their former selves. Unfortunately, a long and lonely death befell these beautiful and once innocent females.” Grief drips from my words as I speak. “When my birthlings finally became aware of what was going on, my father started a war. Dream Guardians are meant to keep your night terrors away, not create them. Reptile warriors are like galactic bounty hunters for the universe, heavens, and stars.” I scrub a hand over my face. “They swore to protect, defend, and safeguard the Cosmo, not entice or partake in unlawful activities. The Dark Oracle is a fallen Light Oracle.”

“Don’t insult the word ‘love.’ This is a personal matter, so there’s no need for a public vote. I’ve judged you guilty.” I pulled out a dagger and tossed it at his feet. “Since you betrayed me three times, I’ll take three fingers. That’s my respect for the former Don.” Victor picked up the dagger with his right hand and placed it across the three fingers of his left. His lips trembled as he asked, “If I cut them off, can I stay? I can do anything—bodyguard, driver, or even a servant. As long as I can see you from a distance every day, that’ll be enough for me.”

"What is going on?" "Omid brought your body to the Mystic Spires and placed it in the pool of healing waters. That is why you can sense it again." The Maker informed him. "If I call you to be a Guardian, will you protect humanity until your moment comes to return here for the third and final time?" Alaron's eyes opened wide. He was getting a second chance? "I will," Alaron promised. He placed his hand on his newly materialized chest. "Then I call you, Alaron, Prince of Valiant, to be a Guardian. Protect humanity, and keep peace." The Maker breathed on the young man, filling him with life.

I give a small nod for Penelope and Iris to know that I understand and for the Alpha to continue. "Knowing that, it confirms my thoughts. Raven is the warrior of the moon and Penelope must be your Protector. Penelope being an Omega makes it weird that she would be your protector. Protectors are only the strongest wolves, those that are just barely able to keep up with their warriors. They are usually only those of high rank. Were you born an Omega or demoted to become one?" He asks Penelope with curious eyes.

Angel Raguel yelled at me and I narrowed my head. Everyone could hear him yell at me. And all that was because Leyla decided to butt into something she was no longer allowed to talk about. "It doesn't matter who you are sleeping with? It doesn't work that way. The chosen members of the guardians were chosen by Angel Gabriel. And Leyla Summers was chosen to be the Beta of the guardians. I want you to take back everything you have done. Next time if any of you are not in the battle along with Leyla, consider yourself free from this war. We are fighting a war. And whoever doesn't want to participate in the fight, they can go back home." Angel Raguel yelled at me angrily. Before I could open my

I clear my throat quietly and bring myself to focus as she repeats herself once more. “Alpha Wade,” she says slowly, making sure I am paying attention this time. “I, Aliauna Fletcher, 115th Guardian of the Guardian sect, bind myself to you. It is my honor and my mission to protect you at all costs, My life is forfeit if it means that you may survive. My blade and my body are weapons for you to use as protection. I am your shield, your sword, and your confidant.” She takes the stone dagger off the pillow between us and she lifts it up to the sky.

“Well, the ancient Chinese people believed that the world was ruled by a deity who they called the Yellow Emperor.” “That’s easy to understand,” Jade said, looking back at the picture. “What about those four animals around him? What are they for?” “Those four animals, or Holy Beasts, are considered as the guardians of the four cardinal directions.” “Fascinating.” “Would you like to hear more?” Jade nodded. “Yes please.”

Azak walked in, looking comfortable in one of the t-shirts she had picked out for him the other day, when she realized he had been wearing the same hoodie for a while now. She waved at him and Art looked at her with confusion as Azak sat in the chair next to her. His eyes flashed for a second, and she saw the spark of magick, but his magick wouldn't work on Azak. Azak was powerful than him, anyways. "Art, this is Azakeal. He is-" "I am her guardian angel." Aurora had prepared a speech to introduce Azak, but this way worked too. Just coming right out and say it. The Angel didn't understand subtlety or trying to soften a blow.