Anne Gilbert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

better off knowing the truth. ‘No!’ Gilberto shouted the word. "I love Annabella—as if I’d jeopardize things with a tart like that." "As if I’d mess up the kids’ lives like that," Gilberto went on. "She was so upset by me that she had to leave, wasn't she?" He gave an incredulous laugh. "Only she wasn’t so upset when you increased her salary." It would seem she can stomach staying if the price is right. She can’t be that distressed by me...

“For starters, I'll torment the hell out of him. I'll make sure he feels every single pain he put me through, he'd live through it. And when he is near death bed, I'd castrate him. He'll live through the castration, what kind of doctor am I if I can't make that happen. I'll make his crimes go viral then throw him out on the streets at the mercy of people he must have harmed at some point. He'd die a gruesome death, out on the street with nothing. I can go to jail afterwards, but I wouldn't care one bit….” Gilbert and I exchanged glances, speechless. Shivers ran down my spine. Turns out I don't know my twin. “Ivana….” Gilbert slowly let out, resting his gaze on her. “What?” She asked. “When d

The lycans do not have females and he always thought that it was some dream. But know everything became clear. The girl was standing next to them. She was his little sister. Gilbert moved forward in a trance and stopped near them. He put his hand over her shoulder who was still in the embrace of her parents. Alpha Elijah did not know what Gilbert wanted. Will he accept her or...? Gilbert made her face him and scanned her face. Indeed she was his little sister. The next second, he pulled her in a hug. "I... a l w a y s... k n e w... y o u ... w e r e... r e a l.

I did it and it was intentional. Aunt Ann was already half way into that room. Her perfume had taken all over the room. The men in the room kept quiet as they marvelled at her beauty. Even at her old age she still managed to capture the hearts of the old men. The women in the room rolled their eyes and scoffed angrily in what I believe to be jealousy. It wasn't long before Gilbert trailed behind her. Of course I invited him like Stefano guessed. It was obvious Gilbert loves our Aunt but she refused to acknowledge it even though she knows. For someone coming to a dinner, he dressed rather casually and what?

Now, she just have to learn to accept her real parents. Even though Deborah revealed her true self to her, Gilbert showed her more love than Franklin Maxford ever showed her for the last twenty-five years. He would wake early in the morning, and cook breakfast for her. There was one time that Deborah was forcing her to agree with her plan, but Angela constantly refused. Gilbert stood up for her, and warned Debora to leave her alone. "Angela, how are you?" Gilbert saw her walk deep into the woods. "Yeah, I'm fine. Do you need anything?" Angela looked says, and he wanted to cheer her up.

"The Swan family does not want to marry off their daughter to my eldest son, who needs a psychiatrist to live a normal life. Besides, your brother would also strongly object. He is obsessed with his imaginary girl." That is right, Gilbert had an imaginary girl he loved to death. He always called her "My angel." "Even if I were to marry her, I would not love her forever." Furthermore, that is how Jean hated Renata, who ironically is his fiancée. End of the flashback. * While Jean was frustrated by his father's words, Gilbert had not slept. He was busy fantasizing about his dream girl, his "angel." He lay on his bed looking at the pictures of her that he had secretly taken. He had even posed a

Shine stood up, her legs feeling like water. She followed him in, and the moment the door shut. Gilbert didn't wait for settle in before he hauled her into his chest. His hand found the back of her thigh, hoisting her leg up and pinning her against the door. He crashed his mouth onto hers, a brutal, demanding kiss. "Ah! Sir!" Shine sobbed into his mouth, her hands frantically clutching his shoulders. "I’ve been thinking about this since I left home," Gilbert growled against her lips, his breath hot. "I didn't eat breakfast. I didn't even have coffee. I starved myself all night just so I could drain you."

Gilbert didn't glance back as he made his way toward Halsey. Back when he was younger, he had been fascinated by Sienna. But after they had slept together, he realized she was just shallow and ordinary, no better than those desperate bunny girls clawing for rich men. They all reeked of cheap vulgarity, and he had grown tired of it.

The soft grunts, the sticky, desperate rhythm of it, her giggle. "Don’t you think if you keep up like this someone will hear us?” Gina asks with a low tone. “Someone like?” Gilbert asks mockingly. “Anyone, your girlfriend.” I swallow hard. "She cries over everything." Gilbert chuckled. "She is too soft for me, that’s why I like you, you are different." “She is just a flinch, can we forget about her now?” What? Just a flinch? Is that how low I have become in his eyes?

He tried to lighten up the mood by teasing her but Anastasia just glared at him, not having a strength to start an argument. "I hate you." She said instead and the other just chuckled. "But you know what? isn't that helps you?" "Helps me what?" She asked in confusion. "You being emotional. Just come to think of it, Lord Gilbert already forgot his accusation at you the moment that he saw you cried. He was really panicking when you left the room earlier." "You're right." She said and chuckled lightly. "What Im trying to say is that, you cant blame your uncl- I mean Lord Gilbert to think of you that way because I wrote your character like that. I made Doreen Garcia as a self-centered woman, sel