Elizabeth Afton X Gabriel Novels & Stories

Is that what you are saying? GABRIEL : Be careful of the assumptions you make, else you be struck dead for blaspheming against the Father ELIZA : Threatening me like that won’t change what I feel or what I’ve seen, people died in the most painful and gruesome way possible, Gabriel…. Six billion people are dead and instead of you to give an answer for why the Father didn’t stop this a long time ago You dare to threaten me with being struck dead ( Eliza’s body begins to glow as her powers run wild with the spike in her emotional state which in this case is as a result of anger overwhelming her, Gabriel sees this and immediately moves to hug her which calms her nerves )

Yes, I and Gab are very close cause we literally grew up together, and as Micheal broke my trust, Gab was there for me, so I can gladly say he’s my best man now. “I met someone. Her name is Elizabeth. She’s nice and I think I’ve fallen in love with her, and I want to show you her pictures, for you to check, like investigate. if she’s actually okay for me to be with, honestly. You know what I mean by Okay, right?” “Yes, yes, Gabriel, send it. I’ll check and see if it’s okay, and it’s very nice you asked me to do it. In case she ends up noticing, it wouldn’t be linked to you.”

"What happened to them?" Pain flickered across Gabriel's face. He moved to the window, gazing out at the moonlit forest. "There was a couple, Lucas and Eliza," he began quietly. "They fell deeply in love, believing they were destined mates. When Eliza became pregnant, they were overjoyed, convinced the child would survive." He paused, shoulders slumping. "The pregnancy went smoothly, but the baby was stillborn. Eliza was devastated. She accused Lucas of lying about their bond, turned half-mad with grief."

Gabriel deliberately wanted to revenge on Eliza, perhaps he wanted to take the opportunity to ruin Eliza! He wanted to stop her from going on stage and let her become a beautiful waste forever!

Not by their scribe. Hunter was silent. He looked at me, steady but expectant, as if he already knew what I didn’t yet dare to say aloud. The silence between us grew thicker. I felt my jaw tighten as the realisation slowly sank in. Micheal. The same name Annabelle had mentioned days ago. The man for whom she had paused her search for her true mate. The man who, reportedly, had rejected his own true mate for her. The man who, in fact, is Elizabeth’s true mate. The man who always left Elizabeth alone at the moments when Annabelle happened to have a date. How could I have missed the details—the signs?

she pressed on, "it must be a challenge, stepping into such a... deep history. Gabriel was always so utterly smitten with Emilia." My fingers tightened around the stem of my glass, but I kept my face impassive. “Gabriel has moved on,” I said, my tone firm. “Has he?” Vera argued, tilting her head, “Because, from where I’m standing, it doesn’t seem that way.” My heart plunged into my shoes as my eyes followed her gaze across the lawn. There, by the monument of a buffet table, stood Emilia, dangerously and intimately close to Gabriel. Her hand was resting on his forearm, her head tilted toward his, their faces a breath apart.

Evelina's POV The rhythmic hum of the road beneath me nudged me out of slumber, and my eyes fluttered open to darkness. Confusion fogged my mind momentarily as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. The realization hit me like a freight train—I was in the backseat of a car. Gabriel was at the wheel, his silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the dashboard lights. A woman with dark hair, Gabriel kept referring to her as Amaya, sat shotgun, her presence a palpable force in this confined space. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that she was the witch he kept referring to.

“The one that kept staring at you like you were dinner.” “Or lunch. It was noon time,” I pointed out with a grin. “Don't avoid the question, Gabriella. After the incident three days ago, something feels off around you. You should call the police if—” “Nothing is… off. You're imagining things,” I avoided his eyes. “That man was probably just admiring me. And I also thought he was hot.” Jack faced me. “You don't think men like that are hot, Gabriella. You like men like Adrian Wright, and Chris Larson.”

I know she is probably just passing through, but I am not about to let her leave now that I have her. A realization hits me, and I feel like a total idiot. Here I am having a full conversation about marking her and I don’t even know her name. “What’s your name?” I ask her. “Oh, awkward” She sings as she pulls away from me. Her cheeks blushing. “No, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just realize I didn’t know it” I tell her grabbing her tiny waist pulling her back close to me. “Hannah”, she says cocking her head to the side, and wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Hannah,” I say pulling my hand from behind her back to shake her hand, “I’m Gabriel, but you can call me Babe, I mean Gabe”. She

A beeping sound was heard and a text dropped into her phone. It happens to be the same strange number and this time it says; *You just crossed your limits, Gabrielle. And I promise this time, I will certainly make you beg for death!* "What!" Gabrielle gasped sharply, she was about to halt on her track but she happens to bump into someone's hard chest. "Are you blind?!" The cold familiar growled, and Gabrielle quickly pulled away from the chest while she was stroking her forehead. It was Hidalgo!