Gabriel Inferno Series の小説・ストーリー

_Elio_ I am completely floored by what just happened. I think I am going to have another debt to the Columbo girl, and I just created a new one for the Gabino girl. The Madonna! And they say that men are the ones who are hot-blooded! I turn my head towards the stronzo who has committed a crime against what is mine, and I approach the future Don Gabino and him with a calm step. "Speak. What did you do to piss off Maria and Valentina like that?" orders Gabino.

he teased, inciting laughter between us. With a playful retort of my own, I raced to my room, a hint of excitement mingling with my amusement. "You smell like cow dung, Jon!" I called back, evading any retaliation he might have been planning. Gabriel's POV In the solitude of my office, a glass of whisky in hand, my emotions simmered with a volatile blend of anger and obsession. My thoughts swirled around my angel and the man who had dared to enter her world. I had assigned my operative to watch her closely, to report every detail of her actions to me.

From what he had guessed, the Santiagos were not as strong as the Gabriels. Nevertheless, he had not thought Hudson would care less about offending the Gabriels. "In truth, to me, the Gabriels are nothing special. So…" Before Lucas could complete his statement, a ferocious voice was heard as it blasted the ears of the crowd. "Hudson, Charles is here!" They heard the man’s voice before he even showed up. Everyone in the Santiago family began to fumble around. Charles Gabriel was the head of the Gabriel family and the father of Blake Gabriel. Additionally, he was a Rank 8 Evolved One.

GABRIEL I’m standing in the heart of the ancient, forsaken temple, my silver holy sword gripped tightly in my right hand. Torchlight flickers across the crumbling stone walls, casting long shadows that seem to writhe with unholy life. I am Sir Gabriel Voss, holy knight of the Order of the Eternal Light, sworn to purge demonic corruption wherever it festers. The village elders sent me here to seal this cursed place, but the moment I crossed the threshold, something changed.

Gabriel replied "And who is he?" Rose asked (Rose jumped into the mental layer and healed herself as she is the Queen of heat and flame. she got out by her own and joined them all in the discussion) "I don't know!" Gabriel said "Why don't you?" Eli Asked "Well i am not g****e son! i only know that he would be a human" Gabriel said "Why a human?" Gigi asked "Can you guys please not mistake me as Hermione from harry potter who knew all the answers of your damn questions" Gabriel said

"I'm not playing a game, Serena. I'm trying to help you understand what you're dealing with." "How do you know?" I demand, grabbing his arm without thinking. The moment my skin makes contact with his, that electric shock intensifies into something that feels like lightning coursing through my veins. "How do you know about any of this?" Gabriel looks down at my hand on his arm, and when he meets my eyes again, there's something ancient and knowing in his gaze that makes him look far older than eighteen. "Because I'm like you," he says simply. "I'm not entirely human either."

I scrambled to my feet, my heart in my throat as I saw Nathanial lying motionless on the ground, his body riddled with burns and cuts. "NO!" I screamed, racing to his side. His breathing was shallow, and his eyes fluttered open, filled with pain. "Had to stop...him..." he gasped, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Tears blurred my vision as I pressed my hands against his wounds, trying to staunch the bleeding with what little healing magic I possessed. "Hold on, Nathanial. Please, hold on." Gabriel, weakened but not defeated, staggered to his feet. His eyes blazed with an unholy light as he gathered the remaining dark energy around him. "You think you've won?" he spat, his voice e

Then shattered, unable to stand the heat of Asmodeus' hellfire. Then the flames hit Gabriel, the wounds on his body multiplying. Blood was mixed with the white clothes he was wearing. "Ah!" He grimaced in pain, too much blood had come out of every wound on his body. The revelation angel frowned. His vision had faded a little, faded. He didn't know for sure where Asmodeus was. "Damn, my eyes are already shaded," Gabriel thought. There was no other way but he immediately finished the fight. Then he rotates the star Aquarius, the laver girl.

Gabriella My heart pounded as I recalled the figure in the shadows from the night before. The golden lighter, the unmistakable sense of familiarity—it haunted me. Giovanni had squeezed my hand, asking if something was wrong, but I couldn’t tell him. I wasn’t even sure myself. Could it really be him? Alive? The possibility gnawed at me, a mix of fear and hope twisting in my gut. I needed answers, and I needed them now. That's why I was standing in front of Giovanni's father, the man who despised me but held the keys to the secrets I sought. The dimly lit den smelled of cigar smoke and old leather, an atmosphere thick with power and danger. I couldn’t afford to show any weakness.

“This is hard enough as it is, Arabella. Please let me continue. “I am the Arch-Angel Gabriel. Once every century I was sent to guard the lower gate of hell. It was a special assignment that Mother asked for. Apparently, a couple of minions escaped and was raising cane with the Lorilies.” At the mention of Mother, Arabella sat up straighter and narrowed her eyes. She wanted to speak but restrained herself. She would wait until he completely unburdened himself before Arabella ripped into him. “Almost a year ago now, Mother banned me to the cabin for a few months to teach me a lesson. All it did was give me time to myself, something in short supply in the realm. And that’s where you come in, A