Gabriel Reyes Novels & Stories

Esteban rarely ever entered the man’s room, and he knew that the new additions that he had would be shocking to him; however, he didn’t care. Viktor had other plans of his own. He knew that he had to work and fast, but his plans now were higher than they ever were, and Esteban was right, something was different about him; however, should Esteban find out about this, he knew that he wouldn’t really like it. He glared at the wall ahead of him, and pulling out a gun, he shot the wall, thankful for the silencer that blocked its voice. Three bullets used to be shot. These were the three he pledged his revenge against.

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

Wendy said and the whole crowd gave a round of applause for Gabriel as he stepped on the stage with his designer suit that looked perfect on him. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I am Gabriel Oscar, son of Seth Oscar and Alpha of the blood moon pack of the eastern region. It's an honor to stand before the greatest community of paranormal, the Oscars Academy. It was never my idea to build a school, I went on a really long trip and by the time I was back, my wife Minx Oscar already had this prestigious institution in motion, please a round of applause for her” Gabriel said and the spotlight was put on Minx as the whole crowd applauded her.

I glanced at the floor, then, with a deep breath, I lifted my gaze to meet his. I wanted to flee. To disappear. But I couldn’t. Wouldn’t. I am Gabbriel Lane—beautiful, confident, a professional photographer—and I loved Rei. I was clever, too. My mind raced with possibilities, strategies, and silent schemes. His grip on my wrist held steady. My fingers still clenched the glass. I leaned closer, letting the soft curve of my smile reach my eyes. “How’s Greece, baby?” I murmured, sweet, teasing… and sharp with sarcasm.

He knew he was not powerful to fight Nicklaus but at least he can buy time for Noah and Rafael to escape. “Take Lord Noah away!” Gabriel gritted his teeth as he summoned up courage to face Nicklaus. His monster was not that powerful to go head on with a god like Nicklaus but he had to try. He was trembling but kept a strong façade. He was afraid that soon, he would not be able to defend Nicklaus attack and may die but what could he do? His loyalty for Noah was more than his love for his life.

There is also a white oak stake stuck in his heart and just like what happened to Fabian earlier when Lincoln and I caught him lying on the floor and unconscious with a white oak stake stuck on his heart, the veins of this man are also visible all over his body, it’s like it’s popping out of his skin. "It's them, they're our brothers. This is Guzman and that's Polo. I can't believe our mother's not playing with us, it's been decades since the last time I saw them." Fabian said and it looks like he was still in disbelief as he stared at our brothers lying in the coffins.

Why god? He was one hot guy in my life and you turned him gay. Why Ryan God? Why? Maybe that's why he only hires male secretaries. Maybe that's why his last secretary was hot and, for the same reason, he made me his secretary. Oh, no! I can't do it this way. What if he touches me down and feels no banana? I even cry harder this time. No matter what I do on earth, I can't change him. I can't tell him what magical powers a vagina holds. Because he is into dicks, penises, balls. Cocks!

They only knew me as Evelyn Summers, award-winning designer. After an awards ceremony, I received a phone call from the prison. A guard told me Gabriel was dying. Six months ago, he'd gotten into a fight, and someone had broken his spine, leaving him paralyzed. Now complications had set in, and the doctors said he only had days left. His dying wish was to see me one last time, so I agreed to go. When I saw Gabriel again, I barely recognized him. He lay in the infirmary bed, emaciated, a sour stench clinging to him. When he saw me enter, a flicker of life returned to his clouded eyes.

Jaden I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, steeling myself for what was to come. Just rip off the band aid and get it over with … how bad can it be? “During the games there was an incident which caused injuries to both your daughters. They have been taken to the pack hospital and been given the best medical care possible. Gabriel Reynolds is even here to ensure they both make a full recovery,” As Gabriel's name is uttered, a tumultuous storm of emotions washes over their faces. Relief floods in, quickly followed by concern they know what having someone like Gabriel here means. His healing skills are known throughout the packs as someone who can heal anything. But in order for him to come

It doesn’t take long for our family to join us in here afterward. Ever seen a brawny man cry? I never thought I would until I saw it with my own eyes when Gabriel Priest laid eyes on his grandchildren. I think we’ve just created overprotective monsters out of our fathers and I pity the one who tries to break Reyvenne’s heart.