World Keeper Novels & Stories

It needed the approval of the entire Keeper panel. The Keepers were the guardians of all stations that make the world go around. Magic, vengeance, life, love, greed, etc. They all held importance, and none were permitted to walk the earth without approval from all the Keepers. With a sigh, Frankie picked up and tossed a stone into the water. The ripples entranced her. Ripples! Her eyes widened. She knew how to draw Aiden out. It was guaranteed. She just needed to throw the right stone to do it, and now she knew which one she needed to toss into the water.

She turned to see Leonard, the human who had saved her and taken her in Alexa had journeyed a long distance from her clan, surprised that she hadn't come across any rogue wolves on her way. She had expected them to be eager to kill the Alpha's heir who had banished them all. However, the expected confrontation never happened. When the pains of childbirth became unbearable, Alexa fell to the icy ground, her body weakening from blood loss. It was at that moment that Leonard Pablo found her. She was naked, bleeding, and pale, with her newborn baby beside her. Leonard, on a mission to uncover rumored microorganisms the US government was experimenting within Antarctica, stumbled upon her. His ini

I watched as Damien walked past me and towards the front door. “Jarvis, open the door.” I said. “As you wish, ma’am.” Jarvis replied, and the door opened on its own. I nudged Damien's back with my gun and he started walking inside. My entire home theme was the ocean. Everything except the Jungle that invaded my entryway.

I asked. “Yes, well that’s a bit more complicated. She gets the gene from my side. Unfortunately, because her mother was human, she does not get the full effect.” “What full effect?” I asked cautiously sitting on the edge of my seat. “She’s a nurse, right?” I nod. “It’s in her blood, literally, to be a healer. For many generations, the females on my mother’s side were all healers. They all had a Genesis wolf. One of the most powerful healing wolves there is. They could bring a wolf back from the brink of death to a hundred percent in minutes. They were very rare and highly coveted by packs all over the world. My mother was one of the last Genesis wolves in the country. Only two others I know

"You’re talking about extinction, boy. Without the wolf, we’re just prey for whatever is left out there." "No." Malakai finally looked at his father. "Without the wolf, you’re just men. And that’s what I’m here to do. I’m the Keeper now. If you want to stay in this sanctuary, you give up the teeth. I siphon the beast, or you leave." "You want to castrate the entire species?" Victor barked a laugh. It sounded like dry bone snapping. "You think these people will thank you for being weak?"

Ama frowned. “A memory of what?” The older Ama reached out and gently closed Ama's fingers around the invisible shape of the silver key. “A memory of tomorrow.” The room cracked. Thin silver lines spread across the white walls. The vision was ending. The older Ama's expression grew urgent. “Listen to me.” Ama nodded. “The Keeper isn't the true danger.” The statement caught her completely off guard. “What?” “The Keeper only guards the Sea.” The cracks widened. Silver light poured through them.

Many years ago, I suffered a head injury in a car accident and ended up brain-damaged. Only my godmother, Fenelle Porter, remained to care for me after my parents' long-ago divorce and relocation. As my mother's closest friend, she possessed a mature elegance, a striking figure, and a complexion that was both fair and smooth. My feelings for Fenelle ran deep, leading me to frequently lose myself in late-night fantasies about her. A recent accident changed everything. While Fenelle was out shopping, I fell from a cabinet and struck my head. Although the impact unexpectedly restored my mental capabilities, I chose to maintain the facade of my previous condition.

“To what do we owe the honor?” “I was in the area,” Kai said, accepting a glass of lemonade. “Wrapping up the Ben Sorrel piece. And… I wanted to bring you something.” He pulled a small USB drive from his pocket. “It’s the final cut of The Keepers. The one with the museum footage, the park groundbreaking, Ben’s story woven in. The… complete cycle.” He handed it to me. It felt weightless, yet significant. “We’ll watch it,” I promised.

To use it is to invite disaster. The words of the apparition resonated deeply with Zara, causing her heart to race in her chest. With a more steady tone, she enquired, "What are you?" It said, "I am the Keeper." One of the final reminders of the past. I protect the information about the shards and the harm they cause. Kael kept his guard up but lowered his weapon a little. "Why haven't you destroyed the shards if you are a guardian?" The Keeper's bright eyes appeared to fade. "because they are impervious to destruction." Just as you are now tied to them, they are bound to this world.

Bound. "Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that,? But since you asked so nicely, I am the guardian of this room.? His smile widened. “I’m the Keeper of these records,” he said calmly, taking a step closer. “Sworn to protect the truth. And punish those who dare unearth it.” My pulse spiked. So this is how Kairos kept his secrets buried he assigned a guardian. One tied by blood or vow… or worse, by magic. “I was just cleaning,” I lied, feigning innocence.