Warrior Protector Guardian Angel Novels & Stories

Alma had never experienced this, though the young girl stared at Alma with excitement and curiously, Alma could also see that the same eyes had two meaning. Her eyes were clearly screaming, “read my future, I dare you.” Alma smiled at the young girl, she would rather not show that she feared the seven-year-old. “Alma, did you ever see the protectors?” The young girl asked as smiled brightly at her. “Yes, and I'll tell you the story” Alma said as she smiled at the girl. “The protectors are the chosen ones of the Sovereigns. They are the strongest, fastest and most powerful of each race,” Alma wheezed out, trying to suppress a cough.

“No. But I like him. His name is Gideon. Can he be my protector, please?” “Why not?” the woman said warmly. “He will be your protector.” Angela beamed. “Thank you, pretty angel.” The woman smiled and straightened. “Are you leaving?” Angela asked anxiously. “I must go. But I'm leaving your protector with you.” Angela’s smile faded. “But he doesn't like me. He hates me like everyone else. He won't save me.”

I open my mouth, worried why he came when I asked him to protect Angel. “She’s safe,” he says. Relief slams through me. I nod, knowing he wouldn't lie to me. The four elite guards step out of the shadows behind him, their expressions cold and lethal. They circle around me. The battle erupts instantly. I meet the first wolf head-on and crush its throat. Blood sprays. A second one leaps, and my claws split its ribs. My elite guards move like shadows, ripping through warriors with brutal efficiency. Dad kills with old, patient strength, each strike precise.

A wave of voices rose together, raw and reverent. “Hail the protectors!” one called. “Glory to the Alpha blood!” another shouted. The air vibrated with chants and bows as every warrior pressed their heads low to the ground. They hailed Lisa, the children, and the brothers—Enzo, Ash, Atlas, and Kael—as saviors who had delivered them from the darkest threat in living memory. For a moment, none of them moved. Enzo stood tall with Lisa in his arms, his gaze sweeping across the mass of loyal warriors, his expression carved with exhaustion and resolve.

“Is there something you’re not telling me, mate?” “You know what I know so far, but I doubt Dylan knows about the wolf spirit.” “What is wolf spirit?” Luka asked. “Guardians. They are spirits and protectors who restore balance in our world. Like a wolf spirit, for example, the spirit comes to a person with a pure heart, and that person becomes the protector, but they are powerful enough to make humans extinct,” Dylan replied. I don’t believe it until I see one. I believe they walk amongst us and protect the human race and underworld when in endmost threat.”

"I'm fine." "I'm not tired, I'll wait for you, and we'll go back together," she replied. Amber shook her head and leaned against Alexander's shoulder, feeling the unique warmth emanating from him. The Four Dukes of War—Green Dragon, White Tiger, 'Phoenix' Maxine, and 'Black Tortoise' Juno—guarded her vigilantly, ensuring no mishaps occurred. On the perimeter, Jade Wyrm Commander positioned 10000 elite soldiers for security. Alexander, the guardian deity of Wyverna, was too valuable to lose.

The wounds would heal, anyway. "You're lucky," Falcon had told me earlier. He was our best healer, even with his latent disinterest and dead eyes, always tired, full of dark circles. "If any of those arrows had hit your spine, I wouldn't have had much to do." And he knew very well that I would rather die than no longer be able to protect the pack. If I was incapacitated for long, some rival might appear. Someone daring enough to take advantage of the fact that I couldn't get out of bed.

“The day has not come when you need help. I will be watching from my quarters. I am casting the barrier spell from there. Asher, The Warrior Guardian, is a taker of lives. I don’t want mine to be next.” He pulled Marina close to him so he could see the truth in her eyes. “Coward! So that’s it then? Put the barrier up and hide in your quarters till it’s done?” She looked away from him. Legarde releases his grip. “Then, why agree to this?” “Those are my orders, my Lord commands it.” “Get the barrier up on my signal.” Legarde turned his back to her and stomped towards the cave, trying to think of the exact moment when he became a Guardian exterminator.

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.

I admitted. "And why is that?" She asked, pausing to look at me. "Isn't it obvious, I get it you are a beta but you are also my queen," I said, pulling her close to me. "And as such, I am supposed to be protecting you and won't let any harm come by you," I went on. "But when I am put in a difficult position and it's hard for me to help you and you get hurt, I curse the one the who hurt you and thus I will hate them," I explained.