Gabriel Reyes Novels & Stories

I asked him when a sarcastic smile appeared on his face. “Right, I forgot who you are, Miss. Abel,” he said as he stepped back, but from his tone, I realized what he was referring to right now. “I just want you to remember one thing, Miss. Abel,” he said as he stepped closer to me and took my hands in his. Anyone seeing us right now should think that we were talking about something romantic, but only I know what his words meant. “Don't you dare seduce and try to sleep with one of my warriors, Miss. Abel. Because if I hear something like that, I will not hesitate to throw you out.” he warned me as he stepped back. “I am not…” before I could complete my sentence, I saw Gamma Benjamin walk towa

The rejoice he felt left him in the blink of an eye. ‘K-Kayson!?’ It was as if a bucket of ice was dumped over Gabriel’s head as he paled visibly. He was just going to call out “Mr. Yarde” and went over to bow before he remembered that Kayson had said they did not know each other after he killed Horacio. “Gabriel! Gabe! Be the judge of this! He is disrespecting you! You’ve got to teach him a lesson!” Gabriel felt tingles on his head. He would love to slap Pete to his death right now. That sc*m, did he want him to be Horacio’s company?

"Oh my god, Gabriel is here too! He must be here to be a mentor!" "Oh my god, it's Gabriel!! I like him so much!" Hearing this, Roseane and Eliza also looked at the man. The man had a pair of peach blossom eyes. When he looked at a person with a smile, he seemed to be full of affection. Eliza knew that Gabriel was the champion of the male team's talent selection last year. He made a debut and had leaped to the top of the entertainment circle. He had countless fans. He was also one of the mentors of the show and was very good at dancing.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

He saw that I was shaking, so he put his hand on my lap to let me know that everything will be fine. I told him "thank you" and smiled at him to show my appreciation. Don't look at me like that. Don't smile like that pumpkin. You're just tormenting me. He said. Gabriel is a handsome man with beautiful blue hazel eyes, black hair in a low bun undercut, with professional thick beard. Ohh sweet Jesus, please lead me not into temptation. The man in front of me is the best. I'm getting lost in his beautiful eyes.

"I'm coming there, okay?" "No." He said sharply. "Its alright. Go to sleep, Bella. I'll see you tomorrow." Oh, the big party thingy. "But you're hurt." "Its okay. I'm fine." "Okay. I miss you." "I miss you, too, Isabelle." "Okay." "Please don't expect me to say okay back." "You won't be my Gus Waters?" I whined playfully. "No. I'll just be your Mariano Rivera. Is that enough for you?" He said lowly.

"And Mr. Webber's role in this prophecy?" I looked at Caleb. Asking silent permission. Receiving confident approval. "Caleb Webber is Miguel Reyes returned," I said clearly. "Reincarnated by the goddess. Reformed in new body. Given second chance to complete what death interrupted. He is my first love returned. My past brought forward. My loss transformed into reunion." Gasps rippled through the chamber. Shock. Disbelief. Wonder. Even those who'd suspected, who'd researched, who'd prepared, were stunned by direct confirmation.

"Because your recent reports suggest otherwise." Esteban's jaw tightened, but he kept his face neutral. "I've encountered some complications. Nothing I can't handle." "Complications," Vincent Salazar repeated. He had a slight accent. Colombian originally, though he'd spent years scrubbing it away. "The Cruz girl is still unbroken. The Torres heir is taking three times longer than projected to reprogram. And the asset—Gabriel, is still exhibiting unpredictable responses." "All temporary setbacks," Esteban said. "The girl is cooperating now. Lucien will be ready soon, and Gabriel's responses are actually a sign of his enhanced abilities developing."

Gabriel glanced at them. "What's your name, Kuya handsome?" the little girl asked eagerly. "Do I know you, Mister? You're not familiar to me, are you one of the newly members of Elite boys?" she's hesitant to ask. “You can call me Gabby, but my full name is Gabriel Venturri. And I’m not a new member of Elite boys, I don't have any idea about it." Smiled at them to ease up their tensions. "I’m here for my business ventures with Brandt James Salvatierra. Actually, I’m on my way to Elite Cafè for our meeting.“ trying to explain but Marish didn't care about it.

The only fresh blood was Gabe’s. I nearly snicker when I see “Gabriel” walking down the alley. Really Buddy with a wig, make-up and a fake Viuda Negra vest that Mags sewed. From the angle and with it being dark though, he looks spot on. “That’s Gabriel Casillas and a couple of his pack members going in. That’s about when I got the call. I was probably there within ten minutes and in that time nobody else came or went,” I explain.