Dr Gabrielle Lyon Novels & Stories

Her eyes darted around nervously as she was watching out for something. "Everything Okay?" Madelyn nodded and motioned for her to come in, "Yes, everything is fine..." "Madelyn who was it?" came a strange voice from the backroom. Tia looked up to see a strange woman step into the room, "Tia, this is my sister-in-law Gabrielle." "Hello! I did not know you had a sibling." "I did. My brother died at the same time as Liam's father. Unfortunately, Gabriella and my brother were not officially bound as mates before he died, so his pack never took her in. Gaby is a Rogue. She lives at the Village."

The air in the War Room turned heavy with disbelief. Lily’s eyes locked onto the screen, unmoving, her chest tight with a surge of emotion she couldn’t name betrayal, confusion, disbelief. Her mother sat comfortably across from the shadowed figure, sipping tea as if she belonged there, as if this meeting was not only planned but familiar. “She… she looks so calm,” Lily whispered. “Like she knows them.” Liam paused the video. “We ran facial recognition on the person she’s talking to. He goes by the name Gabriel Cartwright.”

Lyon replies, smiling at his own joke. But Cordelia doesn't find it funny at all. She keeps peering at the papers, unable to believe what she is seeing. “Explain this Ryder,” Cordelia says, blinking repeatedly. Her tone suggesting what she read is unbelievable. “Well,” Lyon starts shifting in his chair, “there’s nothing shady about her career, she's clean in that aspect. But not so for her personal life. I wondered why a CEO of Wills caliber asked to look into her but it—”

The vampires of the Bloody Moon territory were too confident over their victory, they forgot that Dabria after all shared the same blood as Adrian Cerberus. To take her time, Dabria went to the bathroom. She told Leonard that she needed to shower before she would change into the sexy red lingerie Leonard had bought just for Dabria. A little seduction was enough for Leonard to completely melt down in front of Dabria. Dabria stripped her clothes and hopped into shower. She hated the fragrance of lavender. But she had to wear it or everyone would have learned the secret only Dabria and her family knew. That one secret had saved her life more than just once. It was like a blessing for her. And a

"A woman. Interesting." Gabrielle nodded. "She is Scarlett O'Dean. A perfumer. Working on a project with me." "Oh, that's interesting." Philip stretched his hand to Scar. "Philip Robinson." Scar took his hand "Nice meeting you, Mr. Robinson." He dropped a short kiss on the back of her hand. "The pleasure is all mine." His way of speaking said that he was a noble gentleman and Scar kind of like the man. Philip once again concentrated on Gabrielle. "May I know about the project?"

Gabriel looked at Liora with an expression that was difficult to decipher a mixture of deep admiration and intense hatred. In his hand, he held a triggering device connected directly to the interrogation chair where Eleanor Thorne sat, helpless and restrained. “You are incredibly brave, Liora,” Gabriel said, his voice clear and crisp over the room’s audio system. “Or perhaps you are simply foolish enough to believe that Mavric will be able to save you this time.” “I did not come here so that Mavric could save me, Gabriel,” Liora replied. Her voice was steady, not trembling with fear in the slightest.

Her eyes suddenly met those of Lunaris, who had just collected her breakfast from the serving counter. “Wait, you. You're Gabriella, right?” Cynthia said, walking toward her. Marie got up from her seat and was about to yell again when her lips suddenly shut. She made humming sounds, trying to split her lips apart, but it was to no avail. She soon gave up and sat back down. Lunaris smiled at her, then turned back to Cynthia and replied, “No, I'm not. Gabriella died during the war. I'm her twin sister. As you can see, my hair and hers look nothing alike, even though our faces are the same.”

“Okay, I called to tell you my plans on how to deal with that rat, Adrian Knight.” I met his gaze evenly. “Good, because he's already trying to fight for full custody of Nova. And he's... involved with someone so…insignificant. Insulting me and what I stand for.” Gabriel's grip on the club tightened. “Oh, the student?” I blinked. “You know about her?” “Of course I do.” He exhaled sharply through his nose. “Doyle's been keeping me updated.” That gave me pause. Wait, Professor Doyle—Adrian's colleague, the one who messed up my previous plans—was working for Gabriel?

"Let me go get Gabriella. She's a doctor. I want her to make sure you're alright." "Uh… okay. I guess," I said. Leo and I both slipped on robes, and then he disappeared to head down to the room Gabriella had been staying in. They returned about five minutes later. Gabriella looked as though she was still barely awake. "Lyanna? How are you feeling?" she asked as she settled beside me. I considered that for a moment. "Umm… well… uh." "Horny as hell?" she asked directly.

However, before she could take off, she saw the news about Gabrielle, live on TV. "Is Gaby Taylor marrying a billionaire? Or has she been the billionaire all along?" Lyla instantly heard the newscaster mentioning the name that she detested. She instantly froze and locked eyes on the screen. "This just came in to BNC Media. After Gaby Taylor had been reported missing for weeks, she is now back in Braeton City! Pictures of her surfaced, visiting her parents' grave together with an old, yet elegant-looking woman whom our reporters have now identified as... Diana Cromwell, Gaby's grandmother."