Gabe Morales Novels & Stories

His grin became more malicious than before as he stood up from the chair and crossed his arms against one another. His gaze pointing directly on Morris trying to lay what he had said in simple English. “It is as simple as ABC. I found all the details you two are going to use against me, so just give up would you? Remember, you are a foreigner in this great city of ours, Your say here doesn't matter!” “What are you talking about?” Morris's brows irked in confusion and his lips twisted into a frown. Was this man suddenly doubting his abilities all because of the reason that he was a foreigner?

“I have broken every law you hold sacred.” Still, no fire. No pain. My throat stayed open. My heart kept beating. The elders erupted. Morven slammed her staff against stone, demanding silence. “You should be dead,” she hissed. “The ritual does not spare liars.” “Then maybe,” I said, voice low and deadly, “the goddess disagrees with you.” Damon lunged forward. “This is impossible! He’s mocking the sacred—” “Silence!” Morven snapped. She stared at me like I was a puzzle written in a language she no longer spoke. “There is only one reason the Moonwell would spare a man who speaks such truths.”

“I enjoy a good fight.” Later that night, I lay awake in bed gazing up at the ceiling. I kept thinking about what he had said. Apply leverage, selling me, lesser evil. I had the feeling that Del Morino was more than just a haughty grin and a conceited ego. Something told me I was in something deeper and only this man could save me

She gave space but did not step back. “I have no fear of death, and not because I am immortal. I have lived many lives. And nothing is truly immortal anyway. Me and my mate will choose one day to go into the beyond. Dovimax is my grandson, and mortal though he is, he is very powerful in his own right. He simply chooses to ignore that part. Most fall prey to arrogance and let their power go to their heads in this world. After all to most these humans we could be like gods. I am most proud of him and his mother. Though she is gone now, and while he does his duty, what he has sworn himself too I wish to speak with you Hel because it is important.”

The pain of losing her husband too would be unbearable. “I’ll avenge our son. Plus, the God of Killer owes me one. I doubt he’ll hurt me.” Morris pressed on with his revenge in full swing. “Well, you can never be too careful. I’ll get someone to bring the car around,” Clara uttered. Morris gave a nod before getting up from bed. He went straight to the bathroom to change his clothes. He would need to present his utmost respect to hire the God of Killer’s services. Morris put on his best suit and stared at his recently weathered features. The recent events added wrinkles to his face.

CHAPTER TWO Antonio Morano sat at the built-in-bar in his penthouse, gazing out at the city's twinkling landscape. The whiskey in his glass cast a golden glow, mirroring the turmoil brewing within. His mind drifted to the woman he'd seen earlier. Her innocent smile and haunting green eyes like a specter. six years ago, on this very day, his mother's assassination had shattered his world. The memory still seared his mind, his mother's lifeless body, the sound of gunfire, and the face of the culprit.

He was extremely terrified. 'I thought I met a charming lady, but she turned out to be the enemy.' Moriri approached Jarren with a blank expression. She looked at him and said indifferently, "Do you know how to answer me now?" Moriri was aloof, but she was not cruel or cold-blooded. Furthermore, because of the moral constraints of the Heaven Deviation Path, she would rarely attack someone. Jarren, on the other hand, was too licentious, and his increased provocation caused Moriri to lose patience.

Ms Reina replied. Noah scratched the back of his head and stretched his arms then began to speak, "Well, unlike all of you, I wasn't reincarnated. I was alive the whole time and fighting this war for millennia. I've met the Calma staff for several years now. It's just recently though that I got to know Maura. I only have one purpose and that is to destroy the entity that appeared before us a while ago, Moros, the daemon of doom. I won't let Elpis' sacrifice go to waste. As long as Moros lingers the surface of the earth, strife has no end." For the first time, Noah didn't look goofy. He's actually determined, and I can see a fire in his eyes showing all of us how passionate he is.

she mocks. “Ah, the Goddess of the Abyss. How does it feel to be replaced?” Azadou taunts. “See, now that was a stupid thing to say,” Morrtemis murmurs, shaking her head as she leans against a tree. Merlos raises her eyebrow. “You really do have Jartre’s ego.” She sighs, “You poor misguided baby God. You think far too highly of your abilities. You see, one thing you fail to realise is that while you were born of darkness…I AM darkness. And while you can block out the light…” A slow smirk forms on her face, “I can devour it...and so much more.”

A man covered in a black robe stood behind him, “it is you” Jim Kim smiled faintly and nodded, and scoffed, “of course, who else were you expecting it to be?” Mora's face was unsightly, wondering why the rich were unruly, “let me go, I have never wronged you” she begged. Jim Kim's face darkened, and he glared at Mora “you made me angry, that is all, I would have killed you long ago, but, that old mother of yours is intelligent, just so you know, those who go against me end off dying mysteriously” he sneered.