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Twisted Games (Twisted, #2)
by (shelved 887 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.08 — 1,012,928 ratings — published 2021
The Bodyguard (Hardcover)
by (shelved 236 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.94 — 369,406 ratings — published 2022
Broken Vow (Brutal Birthright, #5)
by (shelved 220 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.06 — 48,766 ratings — published 2020
Triple-Duty Bodyguards (Kindle Edition)
by (shelved 191 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.87 — 43,686 ratings — published 2021
Hideaway Heart (Cherry Tree Harbor, #2)
by (shelved 174 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.12 — 25,777 ratings — published 2023
Keep Her Safe (Paperback)
by (shelved 157 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.85 — 7,744 ratings — published 2023
Practice Makes Perfect (When in Rome, #2)
by (shelved 156 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.00 — 209,793 ratings — published 2023
Passenger Princess (Evergreen Park, #1)
by (shelved 153 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.86 — 20,271 ratings — published 2024
Burned Dreams (Perfectly Imperfect, #7)
by (shelved 148 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.87 — 38,202 ratings — published 2023
Damaged Like Us (Like Us, #1)
by (shelved 147 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.95 — 22,838 ratings — published 2017
Thorne Princess (Kindle Edition)
by (shelved 141 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.85 — 19,247 ratings — published 2023
Pop Star (Famous, #1)
by (shelved 106 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.97 — 10,162 ratings — published 2020
From Blood and Ash (Blood and Ash, #1)
by (shelved 105 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.22 — 807,314 ratings — published 2020
Royally Endowed (Royally, #3)
by (shelved 103 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.09 — 18,729 ratings — published 2017
Christmas in Quincy (The Edens, #0.5)
by (shelved 100 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.74 — 23,330 ratings — published 2021
Tempting the Player (Campus Wallflowers #4)
by (shelved 95 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.89 — 10,552 ratings — published
Lovers Like Us (Like Us, #2)
by (shelved 87 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.14 — 16,086 ratings — published 2017
Tangled Like Us (Like Us, #4)
by (shelved 86 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.98 — 13,489 ratings — published 2019
The Plan (The Wolves: A Football Dynasty, #2)
by (shelved 80 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.11 — 9,822 ratings — published 2022
Bound by Temptation (Born in Blood Mafia Chronicles, #4)
by (shelved 78 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.80 — 50,991 ratings — published 2015
Alphas Like Us (Like Us, #3)
by (shelved 77 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.19 — 14,704 ratings — published 2018
The Protector (Kindle Edition)
by (shelved 75 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.81 — 19,736 ratings — published 2016
Blood of My Monster (Monster Trilogy, #1)
by (shelved 74 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.16 — 72,340 ratings — published 2023
Salt Kiss (Lyonesse, #1)
by (shelved 73 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.00 — 16,938 ratings — published 2023
Falling in Reverse (The Seasons Change)
by (shelved 73 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.92 — 3,821 ratings — published 2021
By Virtue I Fall (Sins of the Fathers, #3)
by (shelved 69 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.73 — 13,710 ratings — published 2022
Beyond the Thistles (The Highlands, #1)
by (shelved 68 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.96 — 17,054 ratings — published 2023
Dearest Rogue (Maiden Lane, #8)
by (shelved 68 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.98 — 10,088 ratings — published 2015
Ruthless Savage (Savage Kings, #1)
by (shelved 65 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.79 — 11,216 ratings — published 2024
Inside Affair (Prime Time, #1)
by (shelved 65 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.07 — 8,249 ratings — published 2020
The Royals Next Door (Paperback)
by (shelved 63 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.69 — 21,188 ratings — published 2021
Shiver (Unbreakable Bonds, #1)
by (shelved 62 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.11 — 5,567 ratings — published 2015
Intoxicating (Elite Protection Services, #1)
by (shelved 61 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.96 — 5,932 ratings — published 2019
Lies of My Monster (Monster Trilogy, #2)
by (shelved 60 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.18 — 64,274 ratings — published 2023
Restrain Me (Corrupted Royals, #4)
by (shelved 59 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.08 — 9,913 ratings — published
One Time Only (Kindle Edition)
by (shelved 54 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.12 — 4,513 ratings — published 2020
Sinful Like Us (Like Us, #5)
by (shelved 53 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.91 — 11,305 ratings — published 2019
Valor on the Move (Valor, #1)
by (shelved 53 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.86 — 4,461 ratings — published 2015
Archer (Reynolds Protective, #1)
by (shelved 52 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.90 — 16,030 ratings — published 2022
Headstrong Like Us (Like Us, #6)
by (shelved 52 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.24 — 10,632 ratings — published 2019
Jumping Jude (Made Marian, #3)
by (shelved 52 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.30 — 7,502 ratings — published 2016
Captivating (Elite Protection Services, #2)
by (shelved 51 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.15 — 4,502 ratings — published 2019
The Mogul and the Muscle (Bluewater Billionaires)
by (shelved 49 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.29 — 11,987 ratings — published 2019
Enemies of the State (The Executive Office #1)
by (shelved 49 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.19 — 7,810 ratings — published 2016
To the Edge (The Bodyguards #1)
by (shelved 49 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.87 — 7,777 ratings — published 2005
Secret Service (Kindle Edition)
by (shelved 48 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.38 — 6,345 ratings — published 2022
Frivolous (Kindle Edition)
by (shelved 48 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.57 — 3,848 ratings — published
When She Tempts (The Fallen, #2)
by (shelved 46 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.04 — 19,232 ratings — published
Just a Bit Wicked (Straight Guys, #7)
by (shelved 46 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 3.94 — 11,430 ratings — published 2016
Mister Bodyguard (Morgan Brothers, #4)
by (shelved 44 times as bodyguard)
avg rating 4.24 — 4,051 ratings — published 2018
“It’s mayhem, it’s chaos, and then the hose is unleashed.
An icy torrent of water knocks me to the ground and separates me from Seth. Water fills my nose, and I choke on it, coughing hard and desperately trying to shield my eyes from the worst of it so I can see. The spray moves away from me long enough that I can stand on shaky legs. It’s a fight to regain my bearings, my vision still blurred, and stray limbs and bodies tangle across the ground, tripping me with every step. The gate is at my back, and everywhere I look is a mess of water, people, and mud. It’s so loud; even when I blink away the last of the water, I still feel too disoriented, like I’m disconnected from my body. I slip. My shoulder slams into concrete, and I breathe through the pain as I force myself to my feet again. Someone shouts my name, but then there’s a guard in front of me, his helmet visor pulled up so I can see the wicked gleam in his eyes when he pulls out a small black object from his belt. I spot the metal prongs and realize what’s about to happen. Terror lances up my spine, thick and suffocating in my throat. I can’t move.
Behind me, Ajei screams.
A large hand wrenches me back by the arm, and I lose my balance. Electricity crackles from the end of the taser, missing my drenched side by a centimeter as I crash to the ground hard. “We saw you!” Someone screams. “We have a video! Murderer! You tried to kill him!”
Without warning, hands are everywhere, grabbing me and pulling me back to safety. “No, wait!” I shout, struggling to free myself from their grasp. I can’t leave now, not like this. I need to be up at the front, strong in the face of danger, just like our ancestors. I need to make my family proud; need to protect them and the land we were blessed with the way I promised I would. There’s a cry of pain, and I catch a glimpse of Seth yanking my attacker’s arm behind his back until he’s forced to drop the taser, which Seth kicks away. His eyes are ablaze, and he’s utterly ruthless, but despite everything, I can only think of how beautiful he looks. Then, he swings out a leg and takes out another guard who is going after a fleeing Ajei, her phone in her hand from where she had been recording everything.
He spies me on the ground amidst the throngs of protestors, something like fear on his face, and roars, “Get him out of here!”
― Guardian's Guard
An icy torrent of water knocks me to the ground and separates me from Seth. Water fills my nose, and I choke on it, coughing hard and desperately trying to shield my eyes from the worst of it so I can see. The spray moves away from me long enough that I can stand on shaky legs. It’s a fight to regain my bearings, my vision still blurred, and stray limbs and bodies tangle across the ground, tripping me with every step. The gate is at my back, and everywhere I look is a mess of water, people, and mud. It’s so loud; even when I blink away the last of the water, I still feel too disoriented, like I’m disconnected from my body. I slip. My shoulder slams into concrete, and I breathe through the pain as I force myself to my feet again. Someone shouts my name, but then there’s a guard in front of me, his helmet visor pulled up so I can see the wicked gleam in his eyes when he pulls out a small black object from his belt. I spot the metal prongs and realize what’s about to happen. Terror lances up my spine, thick and suffocating in my throat. I can’t move.
Behind me, Ajei screams.
A large hand wrenches me back by the arm, and I lose my balance. Electricity crackles from the end of the taser, missing my drenched side by a centimeter as I crash to the ground hard. “We saw you!” Someone screams. “We have a video! Murderer! You tried to kill him!”
Without warning, hands are everywhere, grabbing me and pulling me back to safety. “No, wait!” I shout, struggling to free myself from their grasp. I can’t leave now, not like this. I need to be up at the front, strong in the face of danger, just like our ancestors. I need to make my family proud; need to protect them and the land we were blessed with the way I promised I would. There’s a cry of pain, and I catch a glimpse of Seth yanking my attacker’s arm behind his back until he’s forced to drop the taser, which Seth kicks away. His eyes are ablaze, and he’s utterly ruthless, but despite everything, I can only think of how beautiful he looks. Then, he swings out a leg and takes out another guard who is going after a fleeing Ajei, her phone in her hand from where she had been recording everything.
He spies me on the ground amidst the throngs of protestors, something like fear on his face, and roars, “Get him out of here!”
― Guardian's Guard
“Acting from instinct he angled his body so it would shield Lydia's, sweeping her back into the recession of a doorway that, while closed, would give her shelter. Pressing close, he wrapped himself around her so the blows would strike him first.
They did. Repeatedly. A clump of mud and small stones that had missed its target struck and shattered on the doorframe and he felt her jump and start to tremble, so he bent his head and murmured words of reassurance, low and calm over the wailing of the injured man, and all the ugly shouts of his tormentors.
Fear, he knew, was mostly in the mind, and he would spare her that. He'd long since learned to channel his own fear to action, so it was surprising to him now to feel it twist within his chest- a fear not for himself, his safety, but for hers. It lingered even when the mob had passed them by, the angry tumult growing fainter down the street, and there was no more danger.
Stepping back, he gave them both the space to breathe. Her face was pale, and she appeared to still be shaking but she only drew her cloak a little tighter as though wanting him to think it was the cold, and he had seen enough cadets who did not wish to show him weakness that he recognized her brave attempt to seem more strong in front of him, and though he was not fooled by it he understood her need to make the effort. Having satisfied himself she was unharmed, he wanted for her to collect herself sufficiently to leave the sheltered doorway, then he offered her his arm again, and once again she took it, holding tighter to him this time, and they crossed the street in silence.
But the feeling, strange and new, stayed firmly lodged beneath his ribs, as though once having taken hold it was now part of him, and he had no idea what to do with it.
We always fear what we don't know, he'd told the young de Joncourt boy.
And walking now with Lydia's gloved hand upon his arm, her warmth beside him, Jean-Philippe admitted there was truth in what he'd said. Because in all his twenty-seven years, with all that life had dealt him, he had not known anything like this.”
― Bellewether
They did. Repeatedly. A clump of mud and small stones that had missed its target struck and shattered on the doorframe and he felt her jump and start to tremble, so he bent his head and murmured words of reassurance, low and calm over the wailing of the injured man, and all the ugly shouts of his tormentors.
Fear, he knew, was mostly in the mind, and he would spare her that. He'd long since learned to channel his own fear to action, so it was surprising to him now to feel it twist within his chest- a fear not for himself, his safety, but for hers. It lingered even when the mob had passed them by, the angry tumult growing fainter down the street, and there was no more danger.
Stepping back, he gave them both the space to breathe. Her face was pale, and she appeared to still be shaking but she only drew her cloak a little tighter as though wanting him to think it was the cold, and he had seen enough cadets who did not wish to show him weakness that he recognized her brave attempt to seem more strong in front of him, and though he was not fooled by it he understood her need to make the effort. Having satisfied himself she was unharmed, he wanted for her to collect herself sufficiently to leave the sheltered doorway, then he offered her his arm again, and once again she took it, holding tighter to him this time, and they crossed the street in silence.
But the feeling, strange and new, stayed firmly lodged beneath his ribs, as though once having taken hold it was now part of him, and he had no idea what to do with it.
We always fear what we don't know, he'd told the young de Joncourt boy.
And walking now with Lydia's gloved hand upon his arm, her warmth beside him, Jean-Philippe admitted there was truth in what he'd said. Because in all his twenty-seven years, with all that life had dealt him, he had not known anything like this.”
― Bellewether
