Gabriel Inferno Series Novels & Stories

Gabriele furrowed the brows inside the smiley mask, the once relax brows ceased causing for half of his outlined cheeks to be distorted and lifted up slightly, but the ice cold dark eyes was lowered as Gabriele opened the once tightly close palm, facing it in front of his eyes and gazes at the Eye and the big mouth that once again appeared at the palm that was unexpectedly become a ‘black hole like a whirlpool wanting to draw some people into it and lock it up to fill the emptiness it was feeling’ earlier when his system data has crashes and left him for a short period of time. Well, it really was the feeling Gabriel had for a short amount of time when his system left causing for the poiso

Gramson nodded lightly and walked out. As soon as Gramson left, Gabriel snapped his finger and lit all the candles in the room, and even the fireplace caught fire. Just then, something came to Gabriel's mind that after jumping from the cliff that night, something touched him in the river and has since become a big eye mark on his neck. At first, the mark was red, but now it has turned pitch black. ***************

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

What the fuck? I am suddenly in a trans where all I see is Abi kissing and making love to another man. Her moans and screams are like sharp objects that keep piercing through my already bleeding heart. Mother never told me about this. This horror goes on for hours. Just when I think I am getting used to it then the scent, Abi’s blood plays over and over in my head refreshing and intensifying the pain. “Titan.” I get no response but I know that he is here. His heart is too shallow for him to feel anything. He is punishing me. How the heck did he even know about this?

Tired of waiting. Gabriel is collecting books at the altar, his profile carved out in stained glass colors. His movements are automatic and careful. He always looks careful. I think about how his hands shook, just a little, when he touched me the night of the storm. I want to see that again. I want to see him lose control, just once, even if it means losing everything else. I cross the aisle, my heels quiet on the ancient stones. He doesn’t hear me until I’m almost on him. When he turns, surprise flashes in his eyes, followed by something darker. He looks tired, but he’s still beautiful in a way that has nothing to do with God.

ALMA I was scared out of my mind. I thought I was going to die with no one to save me. Until Lazzaro came. I hated everything about the underworld with my whole being. A girl couldn’t escape her abductor without being abducted by another. Just that these ones were out to kill me. I didn’t understand Russian, but I knew what ubit meant. It meant kill. And they used that a lot. They were going to murder me.

"Or do you prefer my ass? Bet you've never fucked an ass before, have you?" Gabriel closed his eyes, trying to invoke a prayer, but all that came were images of them—Ana with her wet mouth, Lívia with her predatory eyes. He opened his eyes, his cock throbbing, and grabbed Ana's shoulder, trying to push her away, but his hands betrayed him, his fingers digging into her skin. "This is wrong," he said, his voice weak, almost pleading. "I am a man of God."

Vincenzo hissed in annoyance. “Don’t get mad at me. I wasn’t the one who talked back to you.” Alessandro muttered and a smile stretched on my lips for the first time in days. ….. The drive to heaven-knows-where was silent. In the car was the driver, whose gaze was focused on the road and beside me, was Vincenzo, whose eyes were fixed on his phone, typing aggressively against the keyboard, despite his wounded arm. I watched as a call disrupted his continuous aggressive typing and he let out a curse in Russian. “Yebat!”

"You're doomed to destroy everything, Lucifer. Your ambition will be your downfall." I chuckled, relishing the fear emanating from my family. "You underestimate my power. I am the master of earth and hell, and soon, heaven will fall before me." My brother's voice trembled. "Alexander, please... don't do this." I turned to him, my gaze piercing. "I am no longer Alexander. I am Lucifer, ruler of the damned. And you will address me as such." The air thickened with tension as my family realized the true extent of my resolve. Their faces etched with worry, their eyes pleading for me to reconsider. But I would not be swayed.

Axel said smoothly. "I could give you two humans for a sacrifice, what do you say?" Axel asked, thinking about the drug Lords that run their dirty in the city. Gabriel closed his eyes for a brief second before he sighed. "No. Instead of this. You're supposed to protect me until I sacrifice the sacred blood to my God and become the most powerful being. You'll protect me from everyone including you until I fulfill this promise to my God," Gabriel said calmly, his eyes sparkling with excitement as Axel contemplated.