Book Of Gideon Novels & Stories

she warned, holding up her flashlight as if it were a weapon. Gideon chuckled, unperturbed. “You think you can stop me with that? Adorable.” I gripped the ledger tighter, my palms slick with sweat. “You’ve already lost, Gideon. This ledger is all the proof we need to destroy you.” His smile faded, replaced by a dark scowl. “You don’t understand what you’re playing with, do you? That book isn’t just my downfall—it’s yours, too. The moment you expose what’s in there, you’ll make enemies you can’t even imagine.”

"You're taking his side." "I'm taking the side of not losing all three of you in the land of shattered souls," she said, with the kind of diplomatic firmness she'd clearly been practising. "With Elias's signature, you might be able to find pathways that are safer. Avoid traps keyed to Divine grace or the presence of demon-blood that are keyed to Divine grace or demon-blood presence specifically. He's..." She tilted her head slightly. "He's neither, right now. Which makes him unpredictable to the things down there. And unpredictable is useful." I looked at Elias for a long moment. He looked back at me, steady and immovable, and I recognised the expression. I'd worn it myself enough times to k

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

“That’s the million-dollar question, isn’t it? Victor was a master at keeping people guessing. Even I didn’t know the full extent of his dealings. But I do know this—he didn’t trust his own family. Not completely.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. “What are you saying? That he didn’t trust me either?” Gideon’s expression softened slightly. “You were a child, caught in the crossfire of a world you didn’t ask to be part of. Victor left something for you—a way to prove your worth, to rise above the chaos. But it’s up to you to find it.” --- The Revelation Gideon reached for a locked box on the bookshelf. He opened it with a key around his neck and pulled out a small, worn envelope.

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.

Suddenly, Glory, who was walking in the front stopped. "Prince, there's something up ahead," Glory said in a very low voice. "We have to hide immediately," Prince Xander replied, then took Gideon's hand. The three of them looked for a place to hide. Not far ahead there was a flame of fire. "Uncle, there are people there, I see there are nine people there," said Gideon. "It's so dark there. How can you see it in the dark?" Prince Xander asked Gideon. "Uncle, I can see anything in the dark. I can even see ants crawling near the ears of the man making the fire," Gideon replied in a whisper. Prince Xander and Glory were quite surprised to hear Gideon's confession. "Gideon, will you help us?" Pri

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

“Too breakable to survive in the world we live in.” He was right. Too right that it annoyed the hell out of me. I reached for the ball gown, grabbing a fist-full in my hands and stood up on my feet while trying not to give attention to the blood covering a part of the white ball gown. “It’s all about determination, isn’t it?” I walked past the dead Italian mob, pushing the need to gag down my throat, while inching towards my husband. “All it needs is courage, after all.” Vincenzo’s dark soulless eyes bore into mine, making my inside cuddle, but I had no intention of showing him how much of an effect he had on me.

He growled, his teeth clenched in anger. My heart sank upon hearing those words. The Valley of Dry Bones was a place of despair and slow death. But even so, it was a chance to live and, maybe, to prove my innocence someday. "Guards, take this filthy whore away from me," Gideon ordered, his voice full of cold authority. "She doesn't deserve to stay another second in my presence, or I will end up plunging this knife into her neck and cutting her into a thousand pieces."

Davis's POV “Gideon had confirmed being asked to do some task relating to the kidnapping of a child but was immediately asked to drop the job” Vincent explained as we walked out of the room. “What's that? Who's Gideon?” I raised a brow as I walked out of the room, leaving the fucking doctor to cough his lungs out. “A leader of a small gang in Westfield. He is one of the men sent last time for the mission with Austin” Vincent explained as he went on to show me the guy's picture on his phone.