Gabriel Miraculous Novels & Stories

Gabriel nodded and collected the pamphlet, while Father Marcel nodded too, but in a proud, pious way to show he was pleased. Priest Gabriel has always loved sharing the gospel at any given opportunity, and he also loved to prepare for it, particularly on Sundays like this, which was tagged as another harvest of souls service. The highlight of such services for him was the altar call, where lost sinners were given yet another chance at repentance. At the last harvest of souls service about four weeks ago, Rev. Marcel had ministered on the “Purchase of Blood," and ten people had surrendered to Yeshua, while Priest Gabriel sat at a corner of the church weeping, his emotions completely overwhelm

Mavric leaned down and kissed her lips very gently a kiss filled with tenderness and a solemn promise of the future they hoped to build, even as the storm surrounding them continued to gather strength. As they walked toward their private jet waiting in a secure hangar at a private airfield outside London, Mavric noticed a figure standing near the aircraft’s boarding steps. The person was dressed in a pilot’s uniform, but when he turned around to face them, Mavric realised with a jolt of shock that this was definitely not the pilot he had hired. It was the man whom everyone had believed was dead in the Alps: Gabriel. Gabriel’s face was marked with terrible burn scars, and one of his eyes was

"His name is Kaleb, he came here yesterday from the south east, he is a guard here" "This is a curse" Ryan whispered to himself The only person who was capable of laying powerful curses was unwanted souls like Gabriel or Marilyn "This is definitely your handwork Gabriel" He whispered again, shaking his head in disbelief

“I mean, he waltzes in here from out of Nowheres with lots of money, and then demands you do crazy tasks as an interview for a job with him. Then he rounds us up like some kind of guardian angel or somethin'. Sounds a bit off his rocker, if you ask me. You know what I mean?” “Listen, Robert. I know he seems a bit eccentric, but Gabriel's the closest thing to a savior any of us has ever had. He's giving you, all of you, a chance like he gave me, to break away from Manny. If you want your life to be better, then believe in him and what he has to offer.”

I blinked slowly, almost giving up to the ghost when my eyes met with the familiar masked up huge figure pointing a gun in my direction. It was him. The same mask and eyes, nothing changed. He had saved me the cold night my mother was slaughtered. A deafening boom pierced through the building with blood splashing on my face, I got released to crumble on the floor like I was the one targeted. "Cupcake...." I was jolted continuously, "Don't scare me. Open your eyes or I will burn down this town!" Theo's voice shook with desperation. He was my saviour and knight in shining armor. ？

“I’ll do it. Just let him go.” I relaxed my grip slightly but didn’t let go. “Get to work.” Gabriel moved quickly, gathering ingredients and muttering incantations under his breath. My heart pounded in my chest, and a mix of anger, guilt, and desperation swirling inside me. Then, suddenly, Gabriel turned and threw something at us. A shimmering blue liquid splashed across my chest, and an unbearable pain shot through me. I let out a loud cry, collapsing to the floor. My brothers’ screams echoed around me as they fell beside me.

Gabriel stares at me with a piercing gaze that manages to leave me speechless. I hurried to calm his temper while stroking his shoulder. “I didn't mean to refuse your kindness, Gabriel.” “Then?!” Gabriel's voice rose, and the skin on his face flushed with a hardened jaw. I could clearly see his bright blue pupils turning dark blue. “I….” I paused my words when his dense aura made it hard for me to breathe properly. “I was so happy when you treated me well. The attention you give me really makes me feel precious. But I'm afraid that your kindness is just an act. I would rather not fall for a second time. Am I wrong if I make a fortress to protect myself?” I asked Gabriel while rubbing my wate

“We are sorry to barge into your home this way, but we really have come from a far place, and we just want to know if we are in the right place.” She dropped her bag, moved her pot to give it a stir, and turned to give us the most discomforting look I have ever seen. I looked away from her eyes, scared that she might see my fear. “Nicolas and Gabriella,” she began, sending an undeniable wave of shock down our spine. “Two people destined to meet each other. A blessing, and a curse. A blessing to whom she chooses to be a blessing to, and a curse to whom she chooses to be a curse to.”

This an opportunity to lay his foundation in his old world, not only those flicks of lights have teleportation property but a kind of space and time abilities mixt with it, its fascinating to think that he can establish his rouling domain in the world of the past under every one of those wanna be noses while using their superstitions against them as a starting point. ‘Only if I can control this ability to follow wherever and whenever my desire wish to go, but alas …. sigh!!’. Slightly frustrated by his shortcoming,he divided some of his aura that was mixed with his will and make it enter these shiny thinks that are like fireflies hovering around him that were and still two creature that can

And in exchange, he always demands a sacrifice. Not only that, he says that there were dark invisible varmints that worked for him. They guide him regarding all the evidence and not once his info came out wrong. Some believe that he does black magic but Axel didn't believe in such shit. Gabriel has witch blood in his veins as well. This could explain why he knows a little about magic. "I deal in exchange for one thing only. A sacrifice of your loved one," Gabriel said so calmly as if he was discussing the weather.