Cal Gabriel Novels & Stories

"I'm Gabriel Stone. But you can call me Gab." I just stared at him. Gabriel Stone. It was a strong name, yet simple. He didn’t look like an angel, and he didn’t have wings. He was just a man. A kind, protective man. “What’s your name?” Gab asked, leaning forward slightly. His blue eyes searched mine. I clasped my hands together but said nothing. Fear tightened in my chest. If I told him my name and explained everything, would he find out who Luke Paul was? Would he be afraid of Luke’s money and power and send me away?

Gabriel saw the fear in her eyes and anger surged in him. Sydney saw an uncertain kind of emotion in Gabriel's eyes. Whatever it was, it scared the shit out of her. Gabriel focused his attention on the man bull before him. “ My identity isn't important but I do know who you are.” He walked into the room. The sound of his footsteps brought a strange feeling to Caleb. “ Caleb. Morgan. Riley. I know you graduated from Yale. You used to play hockey as a teenager but were kicked out of the team because of drug addiction. I know you, Caleb Morgan.” A wicked smile grazed Gabriel's lips.

I told him. “You are too kind for your own good.” Sighing he returned a smile as well. “I guess you are right.” He shrugged. “Anyways, Their leader is Gabrielle, Papa told me she is extremely manipulative and when it doesn’t work, she uses blood and her Beta Ravel is a heartless beast.” Carl explained to me excitedly, I frowned and turned to him. “So gauche, they’re so cruel. Stop talking about them, please. I don’t want to discuss immorals in this bewitching sight.”

Gabriel chuckled before smirking. “Serve you right, but thank you brother.” he looked at me “This is the best Birthday present I ever got.” Michael preened at his brother’s words. “By the way, your gift is upstairs. Ariel knows what it is. It is the baby blue one, remember?” Lola grinned. “You are welcome, brother.” She said before leaving with Michael. Gabriel cocked a brow at my flaming hot face. I groaned and hid my shame between my hands. “Knowing her, I would say she bought you something I would enjoy?” I hit his chest.

To dismiss the thought, I shook my head several times and then I edged closer to the door. My heart was pounding so loud I could barely hear anything else. Slowly, I reached up to slip in my hearing aid because I was desperate to catch every word. I needed to know. I needed to hear it clearly! “You know I’ve missed you,” Gabriel’s voice was low and it was so different from the way he talked to me yesterday. “You’re the only one who’s ever understood me, sweetheart,” he added. And at that moment, I pushed the door open just enough to see inside, and my stomach twisted as my worst fears were confirmed. Gabriel was on the bed, his shirt was halfway unbuttoned, and his body was pressed against…I

“Also, who exactly is the person you’re saying looks level-headed but stabs people in the back?” Gabriel was an elegant, indifferent, and conservative man. He had no interest in business whatsoever and was fully engrossed in things like calligraphy and art. He gave off the air of an artist. He might seem like a friendly person, but, when he put on a stern expression, he looked very imposing. When he started demanding detailed answers, Bella snapped her mouth shut nervously. Callum quickly took over the conversation and said that it was just a casual remark, and that Bella did not mean anything by it.

“My name is Gabriel Seeker, and I’d like the finest suite available. Money is no object, and privacy is of the utmost importance. I’ll be staying for a while.” All too ready to oblige, Caleb, a sprite young man in his mid-twenties, quickly accommodated him. This enigmatic man’s god-like stature and demeanor told Caleb in not so many words that if he did his job well, there would be a very nice tip at the end. Spurred on by this notion, Caleb decided to step away from the registration desk to see Gabriel personally to his suite.

“Hey, baby, look who it is.” Gabriel was busy looking at the menu and was not paying attention to Gene. “What?” he answered but he’s still not paying any attention. “Baby, come on!” “What is it?” he said when she finally got his attention. “It’s Alexandra Nicole, the maker of Créatrice de Mode.” Gabriel looked more starstruck than Gene. He looked pale and was sweating like a pig. “O, hi! You’re the famous Gabriel Anderson. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“For us to carry out our plan, you have to know about them. Caleb: The first triplet, who is the dominant leader of the trio. He is powerful, intense, and intimidating, with a reputation for being cruel to his enemies. Caleb is the meanest of them all, he attacks in the worst way possible which makes everyone fear him. Gabriel: The second triplet, who is the more sensitive and skilled fighter. Gabriel loves to read, he reads at least three books in a week. Although he looks soft, he is also mean and cautious. He acts like he doesn't see - hiding behind those books but he sees a lot.

I snapped, my hand moving to my lips as I tried to wipe the dirt of his stupid lips on mine "I was just trying to have a taste of my property, Sunshine." "I'm not your fucking property, and what the hell did you mean that Gabriel stepped into a trap? How the fuck did you know about Ghost, the flash drive, and everything else you just mentioned? What the hell is going on here?" I yelled at the top of my lungs and watched as Caleb stiffened. A look I couldn't decipher passed through his eyes but was suddenly masked up with devilish looks