Warrior Protector Guardian Angel Novels & Stories

The dazzling brightness from the Eclipse Guard remained in my vision, yet the battlefield was hauntingly quiet. The miscreants had withdrawn, shadows winding back into the gloomy woods. Dahlia had departed, yet her words resonated in my thoughts like venom. "Select me". "What's just occurred?" Kai's voice shattered the quiet next to me. He removed blood from his forehead and gazed at the incoming warriors. The Eclipse Protector. They operated like a finely-tuned engine, orderly and wielding bright weapons prepared for action. In the middle, the towering figure guiding them emitted an unusual energy. I couldn't take my gaze off.

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.

The stone guardian was massive, its limbs heavy but surprisingly quick, each movement precise and deadly. “Watch out!” Lucas yelled, darting to the side as another guardian swung its ancient weapon toward him. Gabriel’s muscles coiled, ready to spring into action. He surged forward, wielding his sword with the authority of an alpha, the blade glinting in the dim light as he cleaved through the guardian's outstretched arm.

he says to Angel. “I’m Guardian Angel and she's not coming with you,” Angel says, the sweetness in her voice gone. Instead, there’s a hard, threatening tone. “You’re outnumbered Guardian. Give us the girl and there won’t be any problems.” Angel laughs. As angry as she, her laughter still has a sweet tone to it. “You know nothing about the Guardians, do you?” she asks. I see several other werewolves that I recognize from the pack coming up behind us. It’s her against eight wolves. I know they’ve told me that the Guardians are strong, but these are Alpha Alaric’s top warriors. I know that they will kill her to get to me and then they will kill me.

***Selene*** I'm Selene and I've been cursed to protect the golden bloodline all my life. It was not an easy task as I had to fight off almost all the werewolves in the world to protect it. Our family has been cursed to be the protector of the golden bloodline and to also protect the person whom it chooses. It has been passed from one generation to another and it's my turn. It is a blessing and also a curse.

She squeezes them, then smiles at me over her shoulder. “Now, Cara, I want you to slowly push your aura out. While she does that Angel, I want you to guide it, so that these two warriors,” he points to Trevor and another warrior, “are not protected and these three are protected.” Trevor gives me a cocky grin. “Let’s see what you’ve got Lunas!” His friend smacks him on the arm. “Shut up Trevor.” I focus on Cara, reaching out and feeling her aura.

Raphaella rolled her eyes at Betty's bad guess. “First of all, Robin West shouldn't be called a bodyguard. I promise you his fans will kill you while he is going about his bodyguard duty before your enemies will.” “What I would do to have that hot man as my bodyguard? I can handle those fans, I just need him to rearrange all my organs.” Betty said, her voice dreamy. Yuck! Raphaella chuckled. “How did you think of Dwayne? He's an actor, not a bodyguard. Unless he had a whole change of career, in that case he can also rearrange my organs.”

MY MATE, MY PROTECTOR. CHAPTER THIRTY - EIGHT Estelle's POV Guards swiftly surrounded him, he looked around slowly till his eyes landed in us. He used his hands to pack his hair back slowly, revealing his face more, his face features were a bit familiar, especially the blue eyes. "You've grown up so we'll" he spoke, he voice was thick and sounded like a little rumble. He was referring to Darius, who was now standing protectively in my front. I could feel the fear among the pack members.

“I didn’t ask for this! I’m now whatever you think I am, I’m not” You are the Guardian. My breath caught. The word echoed in my mind, heavier than it should have been. Guardian. Protector. Savior. That’s what they had told me. That’s what I was supposed to be. “But guardians don’t destroy,” I said, my voice cracking. “They don’t break the world apart.” No. The voice softened. Almost… gentle. They control it. The air shifted. The cracks pulsed once more and then, slowly, they began to close.

He was whimpering too, at the pain of losing his eyes, which shot raw anger through Zander. Alpha Zack was not close to him as he never met him except for certain important occasions. Notwithstanding, he always came to their aid. His death wouldn't go in vain. All things considered, Zander got up. He spurred blood and looked for his weapon. He was not called paladin just like that. He was honored with the title of protector due to a reason— that he was going to upstand with. Shifting to a dark mood where rage completely consumed him, he steeled himself, preparing to end it finally.