Blow Your Trumpets Gabriel Novels & Stories

“Already a traitor. He’ll go to school gladly when his turn comes.” Elias blew a bubble in response, grinning widely, two tiny teeth peeking through his gummy smile. I shook my head, torn between laughter and sympathy. “Gabriel, amore mio,” I whispered, kissing his hair, “you know I’ll be right here when you come back. And Papa too. And Elias will be waiting with a big smile.” “No.” His arms tightened around my neck like a vice. “I want to be with you all the time.” Gabriel turned his head just enough to glare at his father, his tiny brows scrunching into the fiercest frown his little face could manage. “Papa, it’s boring. And the teacher makes us sing. I don’t want to sing.”

If he wasn’t going to bring it up, then I wasn’t going to humiliate myself by doing so, either. “Ladies and gentlemen!” Gabriel’s amplified voice cut through my wandering thoughts. He was standing on a small platform near the center of the festivities, holding a microphone. “We have a special treat planned for this afternoon. A good old-fashioned game of capture the flag!” The crowd cheered, and I felt my pulse quicken. I hadn’t played capture the flag since I was a teenager, back before I was forced into the role of Luna and, well… before everything went to shit.

Gabriel yelled, slapping his chin. "Look at me!" He yelled again. "I'm looking at you!!" Eden cried with tears rolling down his cheek. "For you to achieve your plans and complete the missions ahead of you.. Remember, you must conquer fear!!!" Gabriel screamed into his face.

Waiters moved through the crowd with trays of champagne. And everyone was staring at us. "Breathe," Gabriel murmured near my ear. "I am breathing," I whispered back. "You are holding your breath. I can feel your ribs." I exhaled slowly. He was right. My entire body was tense. “Gabriel, mon petit cœur!”

] [D*mn, Gabriel looked over, and finally found out that it was live broadcast? [Gabriel realized it was live broadcast? Then you should be able to see the comments. Drop dead now!] [Gabriel, go to hell, Gabriel, go to hell, Gabriel, go to hell!] [You reap what you sow, Gabriel, your retribution is here!] [You're still vainly trying to cover up everything, now the whole world knows your true face, hurry up and go to jail!] [Mr. Valentine's beating is still too light, such a person should be hacked to death!]

I said, my voice trembling. Gabriel chuckled softly, a low rumble that vibrated against my body. “Not yet,” he murmured. “Not until you beg for it.” I felt a rush of anger and frustration, but I also knew that this was part of the game. I couldn’t deny that I was enjoying the teasing, even if it was driving me crazy. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. “Please,” I whispered, hating how needy I sounded. “I can’t take much more of this.”

Gabriel said in the sluttiest tone. “Sounds like high school.” Minx chuckled. “I know right. I can’t have you in the bathroom, you’re worth way more than that.” Gabriel said. Minx didn’t say anything but she just blushed. “Excuse me, my lady.” Gabriel said and turned around. Gabriel picked up a glass and hit it lightly with a spoon that it drew everyone’s attention to him. He then waved his hands in the air and the light went off buy soon came back on.

“Two minutes? You must be joking. The hospital’s at least twenty from the res…” Gabriel quickly closed his phone, opting for secrecy rather than disclosure. “Damn it!” Gabriel shouted as he took off his shirt. He tucked it in his belt loop for later as he prepared for his wings’ release. He threw open the patio doors and walked out. His pearl-white wings unfurled and beat furiously as he took off into the smooth night air. This “Manny” and his whoring business are going down.

"Address me with more respect! You've always been so insolent. Besides, you already promised to give the sword to me earlier. So what if I took it from you earlier than you expected? "Do you want my help or not? Just look at the pathetic state you're in. You're going to humiliate everyone in Starshot Academy." I gritted my teeth and pointed him in the direction of Emilio and the corpse baby. Gabriel let out a roar before he threw himself into the fray. Not even two minutes later, he ran away from the fight while howling in fear. His clothes were in tatters, making him look even more pathetic than me. "Are you trying to get me killed? You didn't say anything about there being a thousand-year-

"Those devils! They think they can escape us?" Gabriel placed a calming hand on Uriel's shoulder. "Brother, do not let anger cloud your judgment. This canyon is a blessing in disguise." Uriel's gaze narrowed. "Explain." Gabriel smiled. "We are free to unleash our full fury upon Belzebub and Asmo without worrying about human bystanders. This is our chance to end this chase once and for all." Uriel's expression transformed from anger to determination. His Saber transformed into a trumpet, and he blew a mighty blast that echoed through the canyon. The sound waves resonated with a specific frequency, one that Belzebub's demonic senses picked up on.