Soulguardian Stories

Wattpad Edition|Story of an runt Book 1 of The Mark Series Every story starts with a: Legend Adventure Hero As does this one, From Alexander Blacksmith, Alex for short, was little he knew different, not the different that made you think you had a special purpose in life. No, the one that made you think you were one of a kind, strange, just DIFFERENT, Alex knew this all too well. From the stares that he got when his mother carried him to the market, the name calling and the pointing and whispering the villagers used to do when he passed by. And don't forget the name calling and bullying his pairs used to do, but training all his life as attracted the attention of a particular goddess. But there's a secret that even he couldn't have predicted.

This is a story based in heaven on archangel Raphael and soul guardian Xavier. This doesn't connect to any of my other books I just wanted to write the two!

Yo, I hope y'all will enjoy my story •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• The story of a man as he lives his normal life as it changes into a grand adventure of life and death situations, crazy maybe even weird events as he travels along with his friends. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Title is Latin for "Soul Guardian" Some words here are derived from the latin version of it. Sorry for the inconvenience but I just love the Latin language. Pictures used are from the app "Gacha Studio" feel free to check the app made by Lunime. I apologize again if there are wrong spellings and grammar here, please tell me so that I can fix it. Feel free to give any critique on it, it helps to improve the story. Specify the part on where I should fix something.

Note: Cover to respective creator. Garvain's Original Edition Every story begins with : An Adventure A Legend A Hero As does this one, From Alex was little he knew,he was different,not the different that made you think you were special. No the one that you know you were strange,unordinary,just different. ****** From Alex was a little boy he knew he was different from the person's around him,from the stares he received when his mother carried him to the village market. To the pointing and whispering the villagers did when I was nearby,and don't forget the name up calling his fellow pairs did. He soon realized the difference,everyone possessed some kind of marking but there's a secret that not even he couldn't have predicted. Story written by Shennoi Hudson