Gabriel Knight Novel Novels & Stories

“Get in here. Don't ever run outside. Hundreds of rogues who are working with Alpha Alex inhabit because of this area of the forest.” “What?” My body weakened as I heard his words. And it was as if there were hundreds of invisible hot irons piercing my heart—so painful and miserable. “The point is, rogues have surrounded us. I'll explain it to you later.” Gabriel said it rapidly and put a knife into my palm. “This is a knife from my family. It was a gift to you from my mother. I love you, Grace.” I gripped the knife Gabriel gave me very tightly. Before the wooden cupboard door closed, I said the one thing Gabriel had been waiting for. “I love you too, Gabriel. Come back safely if you really

Isabella, too, began to see Gabriel not only as her caregiver but as a friend and confidant. One evening, under the starlit sky, Gabriel gathered his courage and expressed his feelings to Isabella. He confessed his love, fully aware of the complexities and challenges that lay ahead. The princess was taken aback, her heart touched by Gabriel's sincerity and devotion. She had always dreamed of finding true love, but she had resigned herself to a life of solitude due to her condition.

“We don’t make a habit of burning people’s homes down but that bastard deserves it.” “Who are you people?” Maribell wondered out loud. “We’re the Devil’s Knights, darlin’. You can call me Jude. We’re not like you’re thinking so you can wipe that terrified look off of your face.” The old man said, correctly judging the look on her face without looking at her. “Most of these guys are retired military and they’ve mostly gone legit.” Margo assured her. “Margo has known most of us since she was in diapers.” Jude rambled on.

The scar that was barely visible in my left chest had been given to me by her on my third birthday, Father had stopped her just in time from killing me with that kitchen blade. That day had also been the first time I had heard about my illness. I had found Gabrielle when I thought that the only thing left in this world was darkness, I was unknown to her but she consumed my thoughts each time I close my eyes. I had often fantasized about her in more than one way, most of the time it was her kneeling beautifully for me, gazing up at me beneath those thick long lashes and my name coming out as a moan from those precious lips as she waited for my commands. Her body, mind and soul ever willing to

I question harshly through clenched teeth. She blinks her bright eyes in surprise at me, “How did you know they were here?” “Because their scent is all over the place. What the fuck were they doing here?” I begin to seethe. Gabriella’s eyes turn hard, and her spine straightens, “I’ve warned you about using that tone with me. Your friend came to talk to me and see how I’m doing. They were being a friend. Or am I not allowed to have friends as well as exes now? Good thing all my family is dead, or I imagine they’d be excommunicated next,” she snaps acerbically, crossing her arms over her chest.

—Gabriel’s POV— I scanned the surroundings, searching for the source of the magical attacks. That's when my gaze locked with the most breathtaking woman I had ever laid eyes on. I had anticipated coming face-to-face with the coven queen due to the sheer intensity of the magic unleashed upon us. However, the lady before me bore no resemblance to the images of the coven queen plastered across the walls of our wolf pack. Her beauty left me speechless, and I yearned for a closer look at her.

"You of all people should know killing the wife and burning their house wasn't in the plan." "Neither was bringing his daughter here." He poured brandy into two glass cups, and headed for my desk. "I was gone for a couple of months, and this is what happens." "Someone got to him right before I got there." I said, collecting a glass from him. "The person had a really strong ass grudge because Gabriel and his wife were beaten to pulp and dead, as for Gabriella, she was shot, blinded, and left there burn alive." "Christ." Vinnie muttered.

Gabbie POV “Gabriella, we meet again,” Kahn smirked. He had fresh scars on his face, but they only made him look deadlier. “You don’t care about the prisoners, you want the Alpha King,” Kahn continued. “Yes, where is he?” I folded my arms. “Underwater.” My eyes went wide and I glanced at Tristan, who still had Elowen in front of him. “You killed him?” I blasted. “You’re not a Hunter anymore, Gabbie. Which means you’re no use to me.” He held out his hand and smirked.

I have one shot, he thought as he tightened his grip on the stake, ignoring the splinters penetrating his palm, a stab through the heart should do it, I need an opening. Gabriel stalked towards the man, mentally promising to do everything he could to ensure Angel’s safety, no matter the cost. He had to protect the one he loves, though he knew he had no right to love her, knew that they would never have a happy ending, any future together, but he would protect her future with the King. Ignoring all the pain pulsing through his body, he lunged towards Lloyd, slashing the stake at his chest. Gabriel moved forward as the man stepped back, moving towards a wall behind him until the man’s back was

Rain drummed softly against the tall windows of the east wing, and the city beyond was cloaked in a gray mist, its vibrant chaos muted as if it too sensed the danger ahead. Gabriel stood in the grand library, his jacket draped over a velvet chair, eyes fixed on the documents spread across the desk. Names, figures, and coded notes lay scrawled across the pages proof of the tangled web his father had left behind and of the vultures circling now to tear at what remained. His hand tightened around the glass of whiskey he hadn’t yet touched. This meeting was inevitable. Neutral ground, they had called it, though he knew better. Nothing about tonight would be neutral.