Gabriel Inferno Series Novels & Stories

"But. . . but. . ." "Seriously, there's no such thing as ghosts, or witches, or witch hunters," Gina raged, reaching her limits of patience. "Those are just make-believe scary stories. Lame ones for that matter and if you're so scared by a story told by a sick, dumb girl then you don't deserve to be in the vampire team." "Okay, sheesh! There's no need to get all snappy," Katie said, stepping forward before she turned to the others. "Come on, guys. Let's get this done with."

“It’s good news isn’t it? Why does everyone look so down?” “Shouldn’t you be asking who challenged you?” Aiden glanced at me. Does it matter? It’s not like I was going to reject whoever it was but then I still asked. “Who is it?” Dad took in a deep sigh, sitting up properly “A beast Gabriella. A malicious beast. I’m afraid this is a part of their plan to eliminate you from the King’s game.”

] [D*mn, Gabriel looked over, and finally found out that it was live broadcast? [Gabriel realized it was live broadcast? Then you should be able to see the comments. Drop dead now!] [Gabriel, go to hell, Gabriel, go to hell, Gabriel, go to hell!] [You reap what you sow, Gabriel, your retribution is here!] [You're still vainly trying to cover up everything, now the whole world knows your true face, hurry up and go to jail!] [Mr. Valentine's beating is still too light, such a person should be hacked to death!]

Alica asked, disgusted by the sight of the bloodied, broken figure. “Oh, very much alive,” Dylan chuckled darkly, flexing the whip in his hand. “Stubborn bastard won’t say a word. I’ve run out of ways to break him.” Gabriel stirred, lifting his head slightly despite the blood that streaked down from his damaged eyes. Despite everything—despite the torture—he still managed a defiant smirk. “No matter what you do, you’ll never get anything from me. Just kill me already and get it over with.” They had thought they’d hit the jackpot by capturing Arthur Nicastro’s personal secretary. But Gabriel had turned out to be a nightmare. He withstood every torment and even attempted suicide multiple times

I didn’t want to want him this much. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. But it was. In the silence between us, filled only with ragged breaths and the pulse of need, the world outside seemed to fade away. The danger, the bombs, the lies—it all disappeared. All that was left was him. And I was falling, deeper into the darkness, unable to stop myself. And I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to. 1 AQSA The smell of smoke and burning metal clung to the air as I stepped over the debris.

Hunted them down in back alleys and foreign cities, chasing justice that was nothing more than a carefully constructed lie. Gabriel had turned him into a weapon. And that wasn’t even the worst part. I found an email chain—dated before the fire. Gabriel had worked for Dante’s father. Until he was fired for insubordination. Fired. Not resigned. Not transferred. Fired. And Dante never knew. Because just weeks after his father’s death, Gabriel returned—and years later, he burned their house to the ground, killing Dante’s mother and sister with it. Gabriel hadn’t just wanted revenge, he wanted to finish what he started after he was cast out by Dante’s father. The fire wasn’t just payback. It was

The sky’s reddish-orange color slowly faded out, and rain started to fall. Gabriella turned back to Evelyn; she pushed more and more white, divine energy into Evelyn's body until her own body was out of it, and Solis’s soul was destroyed instantly. Gabriella, now empty of divine energy, dropped to the ground and landed like a heavy rock, cracking the ground greatly with the weight of her fall. She dropped Evelyn’s body on the ground, turned around, and walked away silently as the intensity of the rain increased. The downpour quenched the flames that had spread all around the city, and dark gray smoke rose slowly from the buildings.

The air reeked of blood, gasoline and death. “Burn in Hell, Witch!” Gabriel yelled, making me realize what he was planning to do.

ELIZA : I don’t think I quite get you… ( with a little confusion creeping in) GABRIEL : The power flowing through you is something that shouldn’t be taken lightly, while fighting Belphegor you used a technique what I can only call a mini white hole which would have turned into a large one if I hadn’t intervened ELIZA : Wait what… GABRIEL : I understand that you wanted to defeat Belphegor by all means but if I hadn’t intervened by closing off the blast radius of your attack, you would have inadvertently blown up the planet out of a lack of control over your powers. ELIZA : oh, I didn’t realize that… I didn’t know what I was doing would cause such damage, thanks for stopping me from destroying

Not because he wanted them to, but because he couldn't stop his mind from leaking into theirs. Tears streamed down Ava’s face instantly, hot and fast. “Oh God…” Gabriel moved toward her quickly, his hands reaching out. “Ava, listen to my voice. Stay with me.” She could barely hear him over the screaming in her head. The visions kept coming, stronger and more vivid. *Cain growing older. Stronger. Completely losing control of the web.* *Then finally—the betrayal. Locked away beneath Eden. Buried alive in concrete and steel.* The station trembled violently again, a deep, resonant boom echoing through the tunnels. A massive crack split cleanly across the platform floor, throwing chunks of stone