Gabriel The Giver Novels & Stories

said Gabriel. The woman's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of the cash. "But … the whole cart of sweet potatoes isn't worth this much." "Just take it. Buy some good food for your grandchildren." After saying that, Gabriel hailed a taxi and left. As he closed the car door, he could still hear the vendor's voice choking with tears. "You're a good person. Your good deeds will surely be rewarded." Gabriel looked out the window, his expression complex. He could not help but wonder if he was a good person. He figured there was no one else worse than him in this world.

I would come back. I would come back to you, and I would tell you everything and find a way to get you out of it too. But that night it wasn't possible, it would have been too much of a hassle to kill two people in the same way; worse still, me and you, the two sons of Capos who hated this world. I hope you understand me. I hope you read it. I hope you can still forgive me... From Gabriel. Yours always Gabe.” I closed the notebook immediately. For a few moments I could believe him, it was as if he was still that same "Gabe" that I trusted so much. But no... That Gabe wouldn't do all that he did.

Gabriella thought that this was the most meaningful gift Xavier had ever given her—an honor beyond price. She then walked to the microphone stand, her hands trembling slightly as she gripped the microphone. She took a moment to collect herself before a faint smile graced her lips. "Xavier told me he was off to Crimsonir on a business trip, but it seems like he took on the role of a good Samaritan instead. I'm still very pleased that over 20 children were rescued, though.

Gabriel grin and looks at me. Gabriel is the best player when it comes to woman’s feeling, he’s twenty-two, and he’s not ready to search for his mate, he feels he has all the luxury of time to explore more women but as for me I click to two girlfriends, we are just friends with benefit, no feelings attach. I must say it been a hard situation for me finding my mate, I only want to be with my Luna and mate, the mother to my heirs, tired of sleeping around with some random ladies. I tapped Gabriel on the shoulder go be with those ladies, you can’t keep their desires waiting, he look at me with a bad boy smile.

My mother looked at Gabriel, turning her head slightly, as if to examine him a bit closer, before she asks him, “And who is this Goddess that you speak of, that has returned?” “Your twin sons’ mate, of course. You should be honored to have her as your daughter in law, as she will bring peace to our lands once again.” Gabriel tells her, and my mother slowly lowers her sword, as if she now believes Gabriel is who he says he is, but it makes me wonder what my little dove did to him to make him believe that she was this Goddess that he speaks of.

As his nights with Chloe increased, Isabella’s messages had grown fewer and fewer, as though she were silently venting her anger through absence. Until— He reached the message Chloe had forged, pretending to summon Isabella and their son back to the Coven for the child’s birthday. And then— The final message. I wish you happiness. Goodbye. Forever. Gabriel’s composure shattered completely. His fingers flew across the screen, trembling uncontrollably. “Isabella, I know the truth now. Don’t be angry anymore. Please come back.” “You don’t have to think about me—but think about our son. Where can you take him? Are you really going to let him become an Outcast Vampire?”

I don’t know if it’s because my wolf and I are disconnected or something more. “Are you ready to tell me what happened?” he asks, his voice tense and he takes a serum and attaches it to the needle. Gabriel has a gift of healing. Where most wolves can only heal their mates, Gabriel’s saliva can heal everyone. Obviously, he doesn’t want to go around licking everyone, so he has found a way to extract his express healing genes and bottle it. At the moment, he just has it for the pack, but he would make a killing if he sold it. Not that he needs to. My brothers are wealthy enough. Plus, Gabriel is cautious so often something used for good can be corrupted.

Emily screamed, struggling violently as the assistant used all his strength to hold her back. "Blood for blood..." Gabriel sat on the ground, repeating the phrase. His eyes turned red, filled with panic. Then, he slowly stood up and staggered toward the door. "Blood for blood, Catherine, I’ll trade my life for yours... Please, come back." Gabriel walked down the stairs of the apartment building, not even bothering to put on shoes. When he got into his car and sped off, the assistant ran after him.

Austin was flogged and beaten black and blue, but he still let out an eerie laughter at that question. "You're so pathetic, Alpha. You still don't even know who your real opponents are." He spat out a mouthful of bloody froth, and his eyes were filled with mockery and satisfaction. "Nobody told me to do this. Everything I did was to repay Luna Eleanor's kindness. She asked me to ask you a question—Did you enjoy your marking ceremony gift, Alpha Gabriel?" Gabriel's eyes narrowed into slits. He then grabbed Austin tightly by the neck. Veins bulged in his arms as he said, "Eleanor is dead! What kind of nonsense are you even spouting?"

“He feels like we exist.” Gabriel, who had been leaning against a table stacked with weapons and files, looked up with a slow, predatory grin. “Oh?” he drawled, his tone a strange mix of amusement and satisfaction. “So he finally feels the ghosts breathing down his neck.” Elijah dropped his bag on the table and crossed his arms. “Being a trusted aide for the Hale family has its perks. I get firsthand information before anyone else even smells the storm.” Gabriel’s grin widened as he stood, the light catching the scar that ran along his jaw a reminder of the kind of childhood both men had endured. “That’s great,” he said smoothly. “Then it’s high time he knows that he has two children somewhe