Leia Stone - Protector

Protector

Night War Saga: Book One

by

S.T. Bende and Leia Stone

Table of Contents

Night War Saga

Protector

Copyright 2017, Leia Stone and S.T. Bende

Cover Art by: Alerim

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First publication: 2017, Leia Stone and S.T. Bende

Stone, Leia

Bende, S.T.

Protector

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Love. Honor. Protect.

As an Environmental Studies major, Allie knows the planet is in troublea series of natural disasters recently rocked the northern hemisphere, and species across the globe are going extinct. What Allie doesnt know is that her worlds decline is a result of an ancient battle called the Night Warthe Norse goddess Notts crusade to control the weakest of the light realms. And Allie most definitely doesnt know that her existence is the only thing stopping Nott from dragging the earth into total darkness.

When four gorgeous guys show up claiming to be Allies Asgardian protectors, she thinks theyre delusional. And when they order her to hunt down the pieces of an immortal weapon, shes convinced theyre insane. But when Allies attacked, the guys crazy stories of demigods and dark elves begin coming together. And Allies not sure what scares her morelosing her life to the Goddess of Night... or losing her heart to one of her protectors.

Let the hunt begin.

MATEFINDER TRILOGY (Optioned for film)

Matefinder: Book 1

Devi: Book 2

Balance: Book 3

HIVE TRILOGY

Ash: Book 1

Anarchy: Book 2

Annihilate: Book 3

NYC MECCA SERIES

Queen Heir: Book 1

Queen Alpha: Book 2

Queen Fae: Book 3

MATEFINDER NEXT GENERATION

Keeper: Book 1

Water Blessed

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Meet the God of War and his Norse crew in THE RE SAGA .

THE RE SAGA: PERFEKT ORDER

THE RE SAGA: PERFEKT CONTROL

THE RE SAGA: PERFEKT BALANCE

Meet the God of Winter and his Norse crew in THE ELSKER SAGA .

THE ELSKER SAGA: TUR (a novella)

THE ELSKER SAGA: ELSKER

THE ELSKER SAGA: ENDRE

THE ELSKER SAGA: TRO

THE ELSKER SAGA: COMPLETE BOXED SET

See the crews together in the bonus re/Elsker crossover novella...

THE ASGARDIANS

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For everyone who fights to protect Midgardyou are our heroes.

AND THAT IS WHY its never a good idea to upset a frost giant. Professor Millan set down her notes and peered at us from behind thin-framed spectacles. All right, class, thats it for today. Read through the sections on Svartalfheim and Muspelheim in your text, and next week, well finish our unit on the dark realms of Norse folklore.

I slammed my Classical Mythology text shut and jumped to my feet, eager to be done for the day. It was Friday, which meant instead of hitting the library like we usually did after school, my roommate Mallory and I had an intense afternoon of party prep ahead. Northern Washington University was known more for its liberal arts program than its party scene, but Mallory was from Bel Air, and shed carved out a reputation as social queen. Her friend was hosting a party at his off-campus apartment tonight, and Mallory insisted it was not to be missed.

Come on, Allie. You and I are going shopping, Mallory declared. She shoved her books into her backpack and led the way through the aisle of desks. I saw this red A-line mini on Main that would be to die for with your legs. Ill show you.

As I made my way through the throng of jostling students, I held my breath and imagined I was inside of a thick bubble. I was super sensitive to energy, and my classmates pre-weekend cocktail of elation and anxiety hit me hard. The trio of sorority girls to my right gave off pulses of anticipation as they whispered about the evenings parties, while a quiet guy to my left sent out desolate vibes. A guy by the door beamed a euphoric white light, and someone behind me vibrated orangeprobably from too much coffee. Id been able to see other peoples energy signatures for as long as I could remember, and Id never understood why, or what I was supposed to do with the overload of information that came at me twenty-four hours a day. Over the years, Id developed some tools to keep my sanity. But I was only a few months into my freshman year at NWU, and figuring out how to deflect so many signatures at once made for a steep learning curve. Id spent the bulk of my first few weeks on campus completely and totally wiped out.

Kind of like I felt right now.

With a breath, I went deep inside my mind. I closed down the seven energy centers that ran from my head to my tailbone, creating a barrier between myself and the world. Then I followed Mallory out of the classroom. Once outside, I took a few steps away from the mass of students to pull myself together. My head swam as I gently evicted the unwanted buzzing from my space.

You okay? Mallorys perfect espresso eyebrows pinched as she looked at me with concern. I had a terrible poker face, so it didnt surprise me that Id failed to hide my discomfort. I shoved my hand into my backpack and pulled out a bar of dark chocolate. The stuff grounded my frazzled energy; that was why I ate so much of it. Or so I told myself.

Sorry, I forgot to eat. I popped a chunk into my mouth, then held the bar out to my roommate. Want some?

No, thanks. The worry on Mallorys face turned up a notch. Should we stop and pick up lunch before we go shopping? You really dont look that well.

It was two in the afternoon; Id just wait and have an early dinner. I shook my head and followed Mallory out to the parking lot, crossing my fingers that shed let it drop. My extra ability wasnt something I talked about. My grandmother had sworn me to secrecy about my gift when she took me in after my mom died. According to Gran, the world wasnt safe for people like me. And since a sojourn in a padded cell wasnt my dream vacay, I stuck to my word. Id always figured at some point, Id find a purpose for my odd skill set; maybe figure out how to use it to help people. But so far, that point hadnt come. Maybe someday.

Allie? Mallory pressed. Are you sure you dont want food?

Im good, I assured my still-frowning roommate. Come on, we have shopping to do.

That made Mallory smile. You know it, she agreed. She unlocked her car with a cheery hair toss. I slid into the passengers seat of the black Mercedes and stared out the window as the tiny town of Skykomish passed by. The city didnt have much besides our school and a ten-lift ski resort that brought in some tourist traffic, but it did have a few shops on Main that were run by longtimesome fourth or fifth generationlocals. It was a sweet little town, and I looked forward to calling it home for the next four years.