Novel & Cerita Dipper X Gideon

Gideon's face remained expressionless. He stared at Xandor with a calm intensity that was somehow more terrifying than any outburst. A chill crawled down Xandor's spine. His heart raced, and his body went cold. "Who are you?" Xandor asked. Gideon replied, "Weren't you asking for me? Well, here I am." Every hair on Xandor's body stood on end at Gideon's words. He stared in disbelief. He hadn't expected the mastermind behind the fall of the Yovarian Guild to be so young.

The sound of someone who knew exactly how much ground they owned. Maddie muttered under her breath, “Well, if it isn’t Mr. Tall, Dark, and Terrifying.” I elbowed her lightly, but she just smirked like she knew exactly why my pulse had picked up. When I finally looked, Gideon was there—polished steel and shadow, sunlight catching the sharp line of his jaw. His gaze slid to me first—quick, assessing, like he was making sure I hadn’t spontaneously combusted—then to Maddie.

He acted like they were not there. "Look at the apron," the woman giggled. She moved closer. Her phone was inches from his face. "This is going to be the top post on Ravenport Insider. 'From Penthouse to Produce.' It’s poetic, isn't it?" Gideon finally stood up straight. He wiped his hands on his apron. He turned to face them. His eyes were flat. They were that flint-gray color I remembered from the east wing. He looked through them. "Do you have an order, Mr. Vance?" Gideon asked. His voice was a calm baritone.

“Mostly.” I looked at Ace. “You wanna play good cop, or should I?” He was already moving. “I’ll drag him in. You make him cry.” “That’s romantic.” --- Gideon was thirty, maybe, with a bad haircut and a worse attitude. Blood stained his jeans, and he glared like we’d inconvenienced him by not shooting him outright. “You must be the infamous Brielle,” he said through gritted teeth. “Infamous has a nicer ring than wanted,” I replied sweetly. “Tell me, Gideon, you always volunteer to get shot for your boss?”

He bothered me more than Jared because he was more level-headed and ruthless than Jared depending on the situation. I barely held back a growl. Alpha Jaxon couldn't have survived it. If he had survived the fall then he would not have survived the dunk in the ice-cold river water and if he did then my men would surely get to him. I smiled at Elder Gideon broadly. "If he had, wouldn't he be here now?" Elder Gideon fell silent probably sensing my trao but it was already too late for that as the trap had already been sprung. I faced the rest of the pack members who were listening eagerly to the conversation between Elder Gideon and me.

DAISY A wave of relief washed over me as I stared at the body on the ground, soaked in his own blood. But the relief was temporary, knowing that there was a possibility he could rise from the dead again. Gideon flipped the body over, away from my mom. Then he carefully carried her over his shoulders. “Thank you so much,” I muttered with sincerity as I stared at my mate. “You don’t have to thank me, baby. We are in this together,” he said as he turned around and started walking away with her. He stopped, then turned to look at me. “Who’s going to… bathe her?”

not that one could ever be prepared for something like that. he continued to pull me until i was beneath him, my struggle nothing but a futile attempt at escape. he then began to run his hand up my leg and suddenly as hes about to tug at my clothing a howl rips through the air. Distracted, Gideon looks up toward the direction the howl came from. i used this opportunity to knee him in his private area and scurry backwards away from him. he grabs onto me again and one of the guys that had came with them ran up to us panting heavily "Gideon kill her and lets go we're being attacked" he says almost out of breath

Moving rocks, digging ditches, cleaning bathrooms. “I see,” Gideon said, when I was finished, “You thought that this was some sort of fitting revenge to make her do the same things you had done?” “Yes, I suppose so,” I muttered. “You do believe that you and I are mates, yes?” he ducked his head to meet my eyes. Mutely, I nodded. “You may have your doubts about me, and my intentions, but you believe our bond is real?” I nodded again. “You know Dierdra is a liar, and yet you let her words get to your head,” Gideon frowned, “It seems to me like there’s something else going on here. She played you, but she also knew you would be susceptible to it. Why is that?”

“I don’t know why I ever thought an alliance with you was possible. Come, Daphne. Let us leave this foul place.” Just for an instant, Daphne glanced at me. I held my breath, anticipating the worst. Instead, she turned fully around and accepting her mate’s arm, disappeared out the door. As promised, Gideon’s guards saw them out. I expected he likely ordered them to watch the couple all the way to the border to make sure they didn’t try anything. When they were gone, I turned to Gideon. “That could have gone better,” I said. He gave me a witheringly look. “Don’t start with me, Raven. In fact, aren’t you needed elsewhere?” He glanced away from me then, so easily, so quickly, like I didn’t mean

he responded. “Right. But why me? Don’t you have any other people you could send in? What about your future beta and gamma? Don’t they need mates, too?” I argued. “Yes, they do, but they’ll be with me. I’m headed over to the Darkshade Coven to meet with King Dorian and negotiate the renewal of our alliance, and I need Axel and Malachi with me on that. They both need to witness the process and negotiations so that they can act in my absence if and when the time comes. You know this; you’re just being difficult because you don’t want to chance finding your mate,” Gideon responded, a weird combination of exasperation and smugness in his voice.