Gabriel Knight Novel Novels & Stories

I shake my head moving the image of his naked chest out of my head. I have a shower and then get dressed in a pair of shorts and a crop top. I let my wet hair down and walk out of the bathroom to find Alicia crying in the kitchen. “What happened?” - I ask as I put everything down on the table and I hug her. “Gabriel broke up with me” - she says between sobs. “W-what?” - I thought they weren’t together. That’s what he told me. “He said he doesn’t like me and that I am nothing to him, he said I am means to an end” - she says going back to crying.

Gabrielle answered, taking one step towards the horses again, who both put their ears back and looked at the human like they were going to bite her. Aklan. Wasn't that the servant who died? I remember seeing his body on a cart when Adrian was travelling back. This servant knew something. She looked at me with danger in her eyes and shook her head. "Gabrielle." I spoke loudly. "Kneel." I ordered, putting poison in my voice. Something was wrong with her. She kneeled instantly. And in the same second, I jumped at her with a snarl and grabbed her by the throat.

"I apologize for my brother's outburst. He didn't mean the things he said." "Please, leave. I've been terrified enough," she replied sharply, hugging her arms tightly around herself. I gave her one long look, sighed, and then followed my brother. Gabriel's POV It's been a week, a week of pretending everything was alright. But I knew deep within me that my problems were far from over. That became painfully clear the moment I got cornered by the Knight brothers in my office. They were demanding for their sister. After a whole round of glares and heated argument, they stormed out the same way they arrived.

But it didn’t. Nothing had prepared me for that kiss. Not the softness. Not the way she melted under my touch, like she didn’t even realize she was doing it. And not the fear in her eyes when she pulled away. She was scared of herself. Scared of me. Scared of the way this—we—might change everything. And she was right. It already had. I pushed off the wall, pacing once across the hall, then again. Gabriella wasn’t like anyone I’d ever met. She didn’t bend to charm or power. She didn’t care about the money, the name, or the house. She didn’t flinch when I was cold or distant—but the second I got close?

Pattern after pattern of suspiciously convenient evidence and swift condemnation. As Kaelen read by candlelight, the capital's bells tolled midnight. Beyond his window, the execution ground stood empty but waiting. How many innocent men had died there, condemned by zealous justice? He burned the journal as instructed, watching parchment curl into ash. But the words remained seared in memory. Tomorrow, he would face formal questioning. Tomorrow, the real trial would begin. Tonight, in the darkness of the Tower, Kaelen Dawnblade began to understand that faith alone might not save him. For the first time in his life, the Knight-Captain wondered if the Light he served had been corrupted by the v

He wanted to be the one to take that life away. It wasn't what George wanted. But George wasn't there to tell him what to do. There was no stopping him. He could rebuild a civilization without the fear of being stricken by the formidable Solace. He would be king and continue George's legacy. Finish his unwritten novel. It may have started with the birth of Prince George, but it would end with the ruling of Knight Anthony. Everyone would know their story. Their friendship was never really called companionship.

The man was masterful in a crisis, and Aidan suddenly understood that if he fell apart here, it was going to be King who’d be the one to put him back together again. Knox breathed into Gabi’s mouth, did chest compressions. Over and over, the rhythm oddly soothing. Aidan kept his eyes trained on Gabi’s face. God, she was just so beautiful, and he stared at her colorless cheeks and gray lips and remembered the last time he’d stroked them, kissed them. Was it really just yesterday afternoon?

I tried to pull my hand back to sprint for the door, but Gabriel’s fingers only clamped down harder, his nails digging deep into my skin. "Please... don't leave me here! Don't let her..." he whimpered, his head whipping from side to side as a terrifying fever held him hostage. "Gabriel! Gabe!" I bent over him, grabbing his trembling shoulders, trying to gently shake him out of the nightmare. "Gabe, look at me! Wake up!" "Nurse!" I screamed again. The door finally flew open, and a nurse barged in, lunging straight for Gabriel's side. The moment her fingers touched his wrist to check his pulse, his shivering intensified into a violent tremor. He was burning hot, his skin radiating a dry unnatu

​Written in elegant, flowing black ink was a single line: ​"The past does not sleep in this town, Sarah... and your father knows the price." ​I dropped the paper onto the wooden desk as if it had burned my skin. Cold sweat broke out across my forehead. Gabriel’s dark warnings echoed relentlessly in my mind. He was watching my every move. He could reach into my school bag, walk into my house, and touch my life whenever he pleased.

Morgan, along with Lamia and her four Knights share a major role in how that future would turn out and I hoped with her being mated to Mathias, we would be on the winning side again. Each Knight of the chosen one was to be given a gift - Strength, light, speed, and immunity. Each gift complimenting the other three. The four Knights: King Kellen, his Beta Mike Pike, Hunji, and lastly the Hunter Rhett. - The King, the commander, the savior, and the councilor. Each one is a protector of the chosen and what she will carry when the time comes. Each one fated to a mate that will strengthen them.