Gabe Unspeakable Novels & Stories

Amidst the chaos, Sasha's voice slices through the darkness like a dagger. "I'm sorry, Theo," she says, her words heavy with regret. I can hear she's still crying. "This is why we can't trust people." Her words pierce me deeper than any physical blow, an arrow aimed at the very core of my being. It's a harsh truth, a revelation that cuts through my defenses, leaving me exposed and vulnerable.

I’m not okay. I’ll never be okay again. XXX

I mumbled before everything went black. itsclarixass

My heart was killing me at the moment, I couldn't breathe. Albert opened his eyes, smiled at me then heaved a sigh before planting a kiss on my forehead. "One. Nine-eleven attacks." My forehead furrowed. What did he mean by one? He kissed the tip of my nose, "Two. Mozilla Firefox," I gasped. I let my brain backtrack from what he was saying. He kissed my cheeks. "Three. Ousting SH. Four, F******k."

– the words unspoken but carried on the swell of mocking thoughts as she lost control of the bubbles. Aislen cringed against the bus window battered by her so-called gift, by the thoughts that it exposed her to, and by the horror of her situation. Her worst fear had happened, and the Triquetra had spent Sunday spreading stories of how they had f-ked her, no doubt with explicit detail. The cruelty of them was breathtaking.

tell I know for sure. Gage: Fuck Kai, did you get some kind of STD? Me: Fuck off Gage... just meet me at the apartment around lunch.

‎One man leans close, mask brushing my ear. ‎Voice low, muffled. ‎“Mikhail sends his best regards.” ‎Fucking bastard. My brain blanks out before I could react as the chemical takes effect. Then nothing. ‎Deep, black abyss. ‎

Over the speaker, they heard the rustle of paper, then Hassan’s voice, thin with fear, recited the words that turned the game into a nightmare. “For the heir. A welcome gift.” A beat of silence crackled through the line. “The game must have stakes.” The phone slipped from William’s hand, clattering onto the desk. The ghost wasn’t playing for money or corporate ruin. He had found the deepest, most sacred vulnerability the child, and had laid a token in the very womb of their previous victory. He had made it physical. He had made it primal. The message on Mimi’s screen still glowed. Regards, G.R.

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

It was beyond their knowledge. Clearing his throat, Zadicus began to say, telling them. “Tales of Grievances, Page 1, Dimension of Katastrofi is an imitation of inferno. It was a devilishly long path, an abyss. Unspeakable blasphemy resides there, no human should extend their steps towards a portion of His World. Return. Return. Return.” Tristan and Huzefa eyes widened in appall, not expecting Zadicus would have known about this. What he read about decades ago was now before him.