Gabriel Howell Novels & Stories

Wendy said and the whole crowd gave a round of applause for Gabriel as he stepped on the stage with his designer suit that looked perfect on him. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I am Gabriel Oscar, son of Seth Oscar and Alpha of the blood moon pack of the eastern region. It's an honor to stand before the greatest community of paranormal, the Oscars Academy. It was never my idea to build a school, I went on a really long trip and by the time I was back, my wife Minx Oscar already had this prestigious institution in motion, please a round of applause for her” Gabriel said and the spotlight was put on Minx as the whole crowd applauded her.

“We will talk later.” “About her?” The word lands heavy in the air. I don’t answer. Because if I do, I might say something I can’t take back. Gabriel studies me for a long moment. Then he nods once and walks past me toward the stairs. But before he disappears, he says quietly— “I care about her. You know how much I love Holly, dad,” he pauses. “I'll go check on Ella.” He doesn't say anything else again, but why do I feel I can hear him saying, “And I would be so disappointed if I find out that both of you were together and something happened between you both.”

GABRIEL The first thing I did when Kira walked out of the office, was call the only friend I had at the most discreet genetics lab in London. “Hi Christian, how are you? This is Gabriel,” I said. “Hi Gabe. I’m good, thanks. How about you? Is everything ok?” he asked in surprise because I hadn’t called him in a long time. “I’m doing okay, thanks. Listen, I was hoping I could ask you a favor,” I said getting straight to the point.

Gabriel listened to me carefully, his expression remaining calm and gentle, but I noticed his eyes becoming darker and more serious for just a moment before he smiled again and hugged me tightly. “That is wonderful Lilian,” he said warmly, kissing my forehead gently. “I am so happy for you. You are such a good and kind person. You deserve to have peace and happiness in your heart, always.” We ate dinner together that night, and everything felt perfect. But I didn’t know that while I was talking about Carlos, Gabriel was thinking about everything he had done to make that happen. I didn’t know that every problem Carlos faced, every business that was closed, every asset that was taken away—all

POV - GIOVANNI CARSON I woke up to the sound of soft chirping birds, the pitter-patter of sensuous rain on the windowsill, the sound of A beautiful sweet mellow filled the whole house. I got up and excited the bedroom and went downstairs as I entered the living room, my smile grew bigger. Gabriella was sitting at the huge, shining white instrument , coaxing impossibly soothing melodies from it. She seemed lost as her fingers flew over the keys like a single cloud alone in the sky

I braced myself for him to call his armed guards, to throw me out into the rain, or worse—hand me right back to my parents. Instead, a low, rough sound rumbled from his chest. Gabriel was laughing. It was a cold, dark chuckle that sent a fresh wave of ice down my spine. He leaned forward in his wheelchair, resting his elbows on the armrests, lacing his long, powerful fingers together. "A temporary fill-in," Gabriel murmured, his eyes shining with dangerous amusement. "You brought a beaten, starved substitute to my altar and expected me to sign a billion-dollar bailout contract for a ghost?"

Gabriel’s POV “Well… I don't remember telling you I needed your opinion on anything,” I hissed at him, my eyes narrowing coldly. And like a servant facing his master, too afraid to offend him no matter what the cost, he immediately went down on his knees. “I apologise for trespassing, sir. The name Gabriel’s Holdings is a great option for our company. It aligns perfectly with our vision, and I believe it would attract more clients to us.” He paused, voice trembling slightly as though weighing every word.

he murmured. Behind us, Jack called out, amused. “Gabriel, you’re leaving already? We’ve got another round. Everyone’s waiting.” Gabriel didn’t even turn around. He stayed pressed against me, voice soft. “No. My wife needs her medication. I’m taking her home.” Jack clicked his tongue but didn’t push. A second later, my phone vibrated twice. I unlocked it. It was a message from Ella Reed. Grace Miller, want to play a game? Guess—will Gabriel go home with you to make sure you take your meds…

He now stood pensively staring at the ground, silent for once. Gabriel stood off by himself. He made people uncomfortable. He was a giant of a man standing well over six and a half feet tall. He was built like a tank. No one would dare cross him and even those who knew him well would often make a wide path around him. Despite all that, he was one of the kindest, gentlest men Cara had ever had the pleasure of meeting. His eyes crinkled a little too much at the corners and his lips were drawn in a tight frown. He was all business right now.

Gabriel was sitting at the piano when he heard the door opening. He was humming a tune he was halfway through writing and was jotting notes down on a sheet on score paper. Gabriel put his pen down and walking over to the large square archway. He stood and watched for a moment and then leaned against the jamb arms and legs crossed to enjoy watching Nick and Millie kissing, he knew how turned on Nick would be by now, in fact watching them he was feeling stirrings in his groin.