Gabriel X Marinette Novels & Stories

“Watching her son lose control again. Watching her perfect order crumble. And capturing Lia, stopping her from being able to control that beast… well, it is only going to help me with this game.” “And Dominic?” Blake asked. “You do realize that our initial enemy, and the man that aims to break us from the inside is Dominic, and he will stand by Marcel.” My smile widened. “That is exactly what I want… when he tries to stop Marcel,” I said softly, “when he reminds him of duty and restraint… he’ll die too. Marcel wouldn’t know what hit him as he kills his friend, which would end up casting the excommunication order.” Blake inhaled sharply.

He was surprised but chuckled softly while jerking his head slightly. She moved to face the window again, and I did the same thing. The silence stretched between us was still filled with tension, but lighter than before. “Gabriel called her.” My head snapped in his direction, my jaw clenched at the same time, and my eyes darkened. “He sent an application on behalf of her present crippled girlfriend to be a test subject. Lauren rejected it. He saw you with her that day. So, he called Lauren to request a connection to me through you.” He spoke further; his face, once again, was facing the window.

She wasn't about to listen to him lie to her face and say that he was here to see her when it was clear that the only reason he was here was to get on Gavin's nerves. “Do you really think I could come see you in that condition, Martha? You can see for yourself that Gavin isn't even letting me see you when you're awake, so do you really think he would have let me see you when you weren't? Ask him yourself if I never tried to check up on you and he refused to let me,” Gabriel responded, quickly defending himself.

Gabriel didn’t gain any ground as he argued with Melanie. With a look, his assistant moved him away. When he rolled past Melanie, he mumbled, “What bad luck it is to encounter you! Even a hotel can burst into flames!” The light in Melanie’s eyes dimmed as she mumbled, “If it’s just pure bad luck, then I’m the one that’s really unlucky.” - The next day at the International Fragrance Gathering, Gabriel appeared before everyone. He was cold and arrogant as usual, showing not a sliver of his weakness compared to when he was at the hospital yesterday.

“Ah yeah, couldn’t make it last time when I was out of town but I’m here now and I’ve been looking forward to this” He expels an insane burst of bloodlust that makes my muscles tense up as we share a grin. “You both should quit it, you’re infecting the rest of us with your arrogance,” Gabriel comes thrusting into our middle and tying up his dark hair. He’s the second eldest before me and is just as tall as I am. “What? Pissed we’re gonna get more kills than you?” I and Martins grin widely at him and he palms his face with a sigh, “You both will never change”.

We might consider mercy if you show enough sincerity. And finally, Gabriel. Gabriel: [Enough with your theatrics, Marceline. You embarrassed me today, but I am willing to be magnanimous. Come to my office tomorrow, and I may consider not canceling our marriage.] I stared at the screen and laughed. "Look at all these clowns. They truly believe I am homeless and penniless just because I left the Blancs." I sent a photo to Damien, showing a small glimpse of my bank balance: 10,000,000 dollars, give or take.

Minx said as she opened the cupboard for Gabriel to come out. Gabriel was so embarrassed, going to Minx’s place was a mistake. He realized that her parents may never accept him. There’s a lot of hate and repulsion between the werewolves and the wolf blood witches. At first, Gabriel consoled himself with the illusion that he and Minx would be the ones to bring an end to their fighting when they get married in the future but it may no longer be possible. Still, he kept his fingers crossed, he loved Minx and wanted to be with her.

Her arrogance crumbled instantly as she realised she had walked straight into a carefully layered trap set by the daughter‑in‑law she had always looked down upon and treated with contempt. As the ship slowly righted itself after riding out the massive swell, Gabriel slumped down onto the floor, covering his face with blood‑stained hands. He wept silently, a broken man crushed beneath the unbearable weight of his guilt and remorse. Mavric walked over to him. Instead of striking him in anger, he extended a hand of friendship. “Stand up, Gabriel,” Mavric said firmly, though his voice was thick with emotion. “We have no time to dwell on regrets now. We have to save Sarah.”

Emily answered and lifted one shoulder in a partial shrug. Letting out a long sigh, Gabriel said, “Breanna is Marcus’s mate. He is my advisor and came with me to help me find Sabeastian. We called Breanna later because she is a witch, and we did not know if we would need her ability to cloak us to enter Rotterford’s estate. She has some healing abilities. She fixed the crack in your skull,” Gabriel finished quickly. “Now,” he asked, irritated. “Who is Miguel?”

Marilyn said to Gabriel angrily glaring daggers at him "We have more important things to discuss than my pathetic son" "Yeah like how you ask him to kill Ryan instead of the girl like how we planned" Marilyn yelled a little louder "Ryan's a child and that damn bitch deserves to die" Gabriel roared "If Ryan dies my whole plan is ruined.... "I guess your plan is ruined, Ryan is fucking dead" Gabriel said and watched the scared look on Marilyn's face "Gabriel? what have you fucking done?" Marilyn glared at him in disbelief Gabriel smiled and leaned on his seat..