Gabriel Season 1 Novels & Stories

Gabriel's white shirt and pants, with his hair tousled across his forehead, caught her attention. "You look so beautiful, Hazel, so beautiful that I'm losing control. But I won't come near you without your consent. I know I have a right to you, but for me, your consent is the most important thing," Gabriel said, his voice tender. "If you're not comfortable, I'll wait. You are mine, but I need to conquer your heart first. If your heart is mine, then your body will follow, and I won't need your consent anymore." He chuckled softly at his last words, his gaze full of warmth and desire. Hazel raised her eyes to meet his, but quickly looked away, unable to handle the intensity of his emotions. Ga

… Early the next morning, Gabriel received a call from Wren just as he stepped off the plane. "Gabriel, come to the hospital right away. Harrison and I need to talk to you," Wren said urgently. Gabriel frowned, replying, "I'm a bit busy right now. I'll come by in the evening." He hung up and was about to call his assistant when a news notification popped up on his screen. His grip on the phone tightened, and his eyes widened in disbelief as he clicked on the article. A minute later, Gabriel called his assistant, his voice icy. "Is the news about Nyla's cliff dive true?"

complete. "No!" Gabriel screamed as he shot up, ignoring his hardening member, running to the shower and turning on the cold water. Stripping down and stepping into it, Gabriel's thoughts filled more with Angelica Sky. "Fuck!" He screamed and hollered, punching the shower walls around him. "Don't get attached, don't love, don't care - it only gets you hurt." Gabriel's blood ran cold and his erection deflated. Placing a cold hard shell around his heart once more, Gabriel stepped out of the shower, trying to convince himself that he hated Angelica Sky and the thing growing inside her.

“What are you—” Gabriel’s expression didn’t shift. “Leaving.” He moved toward the door, brushing past Elias without even acknowledging him further. But as he passed me, he paused—just for half a second. Low. Quiet. Deadly soft. “This isn’t over.” Then he was gone. The door clicked shut. Silence settled, heavy and suffocating. Elias approached slowly, eyes searching mine. “Isa… are you okay?” I exhaled shakily, pressing a hand to my abdomen.

My knees shook, and I felt like fainting, but I bit my tongue and stood still. “Gab....Gab.....Gabriel. He is inside the house. They were waiting for us. We have been ambushed. I and the boys tried to get to the girls but we couldn’t. They are inside alone with him and we have no way of warning them. Tyler and Jacob are badly hurt and my left leg with a few ribs of mine are broken. Please come here quickly.” The line went dead, and I looked around in a daze. He has Ariel. Is she still alive, or did he kill her?

All of them sat there, unable to look Gabriella in the eye and clearly unwilling to talk in front of the others as she peppered them with her questions. “Do you want that bastard to come back? To kill your people without cause as he did before?” Gabriella took a deep breath. The pain was getting horrible and she was having trouble breathing. It seemed the more she got worked up the quicker the infection spread. She was still waiting for an answer when one of the angels appeared in the room. They had found something they thought might stop the infection from spreading and needed Gabriella to be moved to their house in the city.

In the dining table, I tried to slip away to the far end of the table, the way I thought was just right— but Gabriel paused, pulled out the chair beside his, and looked at me. Then he gave me a nod. A quiet and expectant nod, that for some reason I understood. I hesitated, but still walked over and sat beside him. I felt him looked at me as he calmly pouredwater into my glass before his own. “How was your first full day?” “I— it was good,” I replied, my voice soft. “I was able to quickly adapt.” “I can see that.” I glanced toward the kitchen door, where Rita and the others occasionally peeked in. “They’ve been kind.”

If luck could take a human form, it would be her. If only everyone were like that. “Here,” Gabriella said in her bratty tone, handing him her new shopping bag. He had no choice but to take it, though he rolled his eyes behind her back. “Where to next?” he asked. “To heaven. Want to come?” “If there are abs there, sure,” he muttered before quickly covering his mouth. Why did his gay side always slip out whenever abs were mentioned? Hopefully she didn’t hear him. “Abs?” Gabriella repeated, raising one eyebrow as she stepped closer. “You want abs? OMG, don’t tell me—”

woman and build a practical partnership based on mutual respect and shared goals. He wants what he had. What he destroyed. And he has no idea how to get it back. Gabriel pulls into the parking structure and sits in his car for a moment, gathering his composure. Through the windshield, he can see the council building rising above him, all glass and steel and packed power. His phone buzzes again. Another message from Derek: Where are you? The elders are getting restless. Gabriel takes a breath and gets out of the car. Time to face the consequences of his father's final manipulation.

How do I tell my son that I’ve slept with the woman he cares about? That I feel something dangerous for her? That every instinct inside me wants to claim her? I can't. I won't. The silence stretches too long. Gabriel sighs, clearly frustrated. “Look… whatever this is, I’m still going.” He moves toward the door again. “Gabriel—” He pauses but doesn’t turn around. “I’m just checking on her,” he says. “That’s it.” Then he opens the door and cold afternoon air floods the house.