Gabriel Reyes Novels & Stories

It is too dark to see who attacked him so Gabriel hurries to the light switch. He immediately recognizes the body when the lights go on. It was as he expected, Javier came for his revenge like a coward in the night. His heart is beating in his chest because if it wasn’t for his dream then it could have been him that was laying there stone-cold dead. The dream felt so real like she was so close he could have touched her. He sits down on the floor with his head in his hands. The physical pain of missing his wife is so great that he doesn’t know what to do with it. He stays that way until the sun slowly starts to emerge and small light beams peek through his window.

He was amused and said, “Where the f*ck did you come from, boy? You’re not going to swoop in and perform a heroic rescue here. You should know that I’m the leader of the Internal Affairs’ special zone.” Gabriel liked his position very much and enjoyed oppressing the people in Southeast with his identity. Because of who he was, the countless moguls in Southeast would show their obedience to him. In addition, his uncle was Chase’s brother-in-law. “I’m talking to you. Who the hell are you?!” Gabriel shouted in rage after noticing that Adrian was quiet. “I’m the god king,” said Adrian smilingly. “What?”

He paused as his evil eyes turned dark with rage and hate. "Ask Rylie to give her chores. Remember to give her instructions that human girl shouldn't be harmed physically otherwise she will have to face me." Victor bowed his head and kneeled before him when Gabriel walked out of the place. Gabriel was half naked as he was exercising in the practice area in the backyard. It's been a while since he did an exercise from the time he returned. Even the time of his stay in the village he didn't much exercise because of his injuries.

"You know, Alessia, there's something I've been meaning to tell you." I raise an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it?" He takes a deep breath, his gaze unwavering. "I have a confession to make. I'm not just an artist; I'm also a single father." My heart skips a beat, and a mixture of surprise and curiosity washes over me. "You have a child?" Gabriel nods, his expression filled with a blend of pride and vulnerability. "Yes, a daughter. Her name is Sofia, and she's the most important person in my life."

The moment the car stopped, two men opened the doors, dragging Gabriel out between them. I jumped out, following closely. “Where are you taking him?” A new voice cut through the air. “Inside. Quickly.” I turned to see a man in his late fifties, salt-and-pepper hair slicked back, wearing a crisp white coat. He looked me over once before shifting his attention to Gabriel. Thiago stepped beside me. “Fix him up, Dr. Reyes. Don’t ask questions.” Dr. Reyes snorted. “You say that every time.”

After all, Yuka owed a lot of money, and she still needed to rely on him for her a-hundred-and-fifty million dollars debt to the Free Rebel Gang. He then offered a handshake and said, "I'm Gabriel, Great Guardian of the Free Rebel Gang!" Gabriel had taken the initiative to introduce himself. Although Severin did not have a particularly good impression of that old man, he was courteous enough to accept the handshake. "Severin Feuillet! Pleased to meet you!" "Hehe, you are a very generous man, Severin!" Gabriel said. At the same time, he gradually exerted more force on his hand, and Severin's hand ached as a result.

The restaurant stood quietly beneath the glow of warm lights, its glass windows reflecting the movement of the city like a distant river of color. Yna Reyes slowed her steps as she approached, instincts already alert. She scanned the entrance, the valet stand, the shadows along the sidewalk. Then she saw him. Gabriel Valesquez stood just outside the doors, posture relaxed yet unmistakably composed. He wasn’t checking his phone. He wasn’t pacing. He was waiting. When his gaze met hers, something shifted subtle, restrained.

Reyes? He swiped it away—but it clung to the back of his eyelids like a stain. The office door opened again. “Sir, your 3:30 meeting cancelled. They’re… withdrawing the pitch partnership.” Gabriel didn’t respond. His phone rang again. This time, it was Celina’s number. He grabbed the phone, breath catching—finally. But when he answered, it wasn’t her voice. “Mr. Reyes?” The voice on the other end was calm, clipped—professional in the way that told him immediately this wasn’t a casual call.

Although it was a tough decision to choose to spare his life but I had chosen to do that just for the sake of my revenge. As I attempted to take another step closer, Gabriel Santos suddenly yelled. "Wait." I was startled but I remained composure. I remained in my position and continued to bow my head at him. Gabriel Santos rose to his feet, his figure was towering, he was many feets taller than me, six feets approximately, he had a muscular physique and he gave the deadliest gaze.

Gabriel looks at me with his smile and back to the press while caressing my waist. "Isabella Montenegro is the head of tonight's charity. And yes, she is my girlfriend, the love of my life." And he pulls me to him and kisses me, pushing me softly so my body is a little bent backward. I know Gabriel's purpose. He wants the press to get a good pose like some models, so later he can ask the press to send it to him and he will put it for his background screen. Gabriel Remington and his childish side. ***