Gabriel Allon Series Novels & Stories

That night, long after the house had gone quiet, Antonio and Olivia sat together in the living room, voices low. “This isn’t random anymore,” Olivia said. “No,” Antonio agreed. “It never was.” “They’re escalating.” Antonio nodded. “And Alexa is at the center of it now.” Olivia folded her arms. “Do you think Gabrielle understands what this means?” Antonio looked toward the darkened hallway that led to Gabrielle and Alexa’s bedroom. “He does,” he said. “He just hates that the Thorn was right.” Outside, unseen, the city pulsed on unaware that another move had been made, that a warning had been delivered not in words, but in shattered glass and twisted metal.

I should have known better than to upset Gabriel, that man could do anything. Finally, Gabriel exhaled through his nose and reached inside his jacket. “You always did have a death wish. So fucking stubborn.” He slid a black card across the table—no name, no title, just a phone number embossed in silver. “Follow instructions exactly. No deviations. No questions.” I picked it up between two fingers, admiring how the light caught the metallic numbers. “What games are you playing, just tell me what you want from me.” “This isn't a game.” His sudden grip on my wrist was so tight, his breath hot against my ear as he leaned in. “Knight isn't who you think he is. Make one wrong move, and it won't ju

Lillian's wheelchair squeaks through the archives as she cross-references files. "Gabriel wasn't just following orders." She spins her laptop to reveal security footage. "Watch." The video shows a younger Gabriel in a white coat, injecting something into champagne bottles in Blackstone's wine cellar. “Six months before the gala.” *Six months before he "reconnected" with Sophie.* Damien's phone buzzes with Elena's text: **G.V. just landed at Teterboro. Private hangar 4.** The screen cracks in his grip. Gabriel's private jet smells of bergamot and lies when Damien storms aboard.

THIRD PERSON'S POV The lodge doors opened at dawn, and Gabriel’s footsteps echoed against the stone hallway like a war drum. He moved with clipped precision, trailed by two warriors and a tall male beta with a tablet in hand. He wasn’t the same man who had touched Samantha’s cheek gently just two nights ago. This Gabriel was colder. Sharper. Alpha of Blood Moon. CEO of Vermillion Corp. Protector of his people. And now, somehow, responsible for a girl who didn’t know where she belonged.

Gabriel and Alfred locked eyes, like lions vying for the same prey. It was an unspoken competition, but Alfred clearly had the upper hand when it came to luxury cars and expensive clothing. This aggravated Garbiel more than he was willing to admit. Who the hell is this man? Gabriel asked himself. A Lamborghini? Really? And red Italian leather shoes? I’m already competing with Jonathan for Amelia’s affection. Now there’s someone else? Gabriel got out of the car and approached them.

With those words, a hubbub settled mainly among Alphonse and Hazel's lawyers, while Aaron and their entire family turned to see that man named Gabriel get up from where he was and start walking towards where his father was leaving, with an expression so cold and serious that it was impossible to know what he was thinking, even though his blue eyes did not leave Andy for even an instant. “What is this motherfucker doing here?!” Aaron snarled and Rose realized that he only now seemed to have realized who the other man accompanying Edgar was.

All she could do was wish that she had more time, to make things right with the man whom she loved, the human, Shawn, the one for whom she was undergoing this plight. A figure of a person stood over Gabrielle. She couldn't make out who it was because of her blurred vision. And the person called out to her saying, "can you hear me Gabby? Stay with me Gabby. Don't die on me now." It was none other than Alonso, a trusted friend and powerful warlock. He had tracked her, having received a vision of her demise, and luckily found her just at the nick of time, and using an incantation coupled with the symptoms visible on Gabrielle, he could decipher what was wrong, that she was poisoned with the bla