Gabriela Dawson Novels & Stories

(MELISSA'S POV) I woke up and rubbed off sleep from my eyes now that I'm in human world I feel weak unlike in Atlantica where I work all the time without getting tired. My stomach grumble and I sighed. I'm so hungry I stood up from the bed and walked out of the room to where there were big boxes of human rocks that spread down towards the sitting room where we first met yesterday. I gently and carefully climbed down the human Rock and I smiled when I reached the end I looked around the entire sitting room as he called it but couldn't find what to eat. Remembering the sea I smiled happily and immediately opened the door and ran out of the house towards the sea.

Alicia Iminz, Alicia Alexander or Greyshon, the name she'd given herself the day of the final battle of Gatekeepers War. A war that she never wanted to be a part of even though she had visions of it year's before it happened. She was a piece in game of chess that could never be won, the weapon her mother and rest of the goddesses wanted but didn't truly understand or deserve. All she had always wanted was a normal life. It's why only she and her cousin knew what really happened at that final battle. If the Goddesses or Collective knew what she did God only knew what may happen. That piece of evidence would tear down the world she knew in many ways.

‘One who knows his own strength and that of the enemy is invincible. “Deal with that Gabriel, and send Wilson to see me.” Dawson could not be bothered to comment further, so he gave an order instead. The middle-aged man turned around and left to handle the task. They couldn't care less about Wilson’s life. However, Wilson knew about the local information more than anybody else, and Dawson wanted to find out more. He was used to drafting a plan before taking action. He pulled out his phone and brought up Sadie’s photo. “I didn’t expect that you’ve already grown into such a beautiful, attractive woman. It’s a waste that you’re my cousin.”

“Go on now, lady. Get the things you need and don’t mind the two of us.” I staggered from my place. I clutched a small pack of chili powder and headed back to Gwen to pay for everything. When I glanced back at Railey and Marvel, it seemed that the older one was teaching Marvel the discipline and attitude he shall possess. “I thought he’s gonna kill you,” Gwen said, punching the chili powder and the five lemons. She placed it inside a paper bag. She pulled something from the counter. A bar of chocolate! “Eat this on your way to calm yourself. My Dad brought it when he visited. I thought I’d give it to you tomorrow.”

Caleb’s warriors hesitated to walk in, their gazes drifting to Ava and then her battleground. “Now, please,” Caleb prompted. “And then bring people in to clean this up before humans come past.” Ava’s cheeks coloured, their bond flaring with her mortification. “They don’t have to,” she said quickly. “I did this. I’ll... I’ll clean up after myself.” But she had nothing to be ashamed of. Standing tall and naked over the bloody chaos, she looked like a goddess. Like a fierce warrior, straight out of battle. Dirt smeared all over her face and bare body from their run, now it mixed with the blood of her enemies.

Each tick of the clock only reminded her of how alienated she felt—not just from her roommates but from the entire Green Valley experience. Packing up all her stuff and getting ready to call it a night, Gabrielle could bearly open her eyes as they fell swollen and as if they had sand on them. Standing up she had only took two steps from her chair then…she collided with a hard chest. “Ow,” she muttered, rubbing her shoulder, looking up to find the last person she expected. A smirk lit up Damian Morgan’s face, Green Valley’s notorious bad boy, known for his rebellious streak and disdain for authority. Rich, reckless, and undeniably charming, Damian embodied everything Gabby found objectionable

"I-I was just…" Caleb finally breathed out a sigh of relief once he confirmed my safety. "You know what the dumbest thing you did was? It was not copying the five moles on Gabby's collarbone. That was a tattoo she designed to honor the first five fans who followed her streams." "The real Gabriella never forgets her beginnings! Also, Gabby always puts others first." Outside, my assistant slowly helped my weakened self into the hall. All her hurt and fury spilled out in stifled sobs. "Gabby, who knows how cold her hands are, always made sure to gently hold onto my sleeve.

As for Xiao Dust, Xiao Dust's gaze at the moment was similarly gazing over there motionlessly, but he was not looking at anyone else, but a woman who was walking side by side with Mo Shaobei, walking slowly. The woman, dressed in a lavender dress, held a purple jade xiao in her hand, and on her waist, hung a small piece of crescent white jade.

Did you even see a person who is not good at their own language? "Yeah, Andy. I almost fell asleep while waiting." And that impatient lady? She is Gaby, short for Gabriela Davis. She loves to party, get drunk all night and hook-up with some random guys at the bar, in short she's a total whore but I love her. "I'm sorry if I keep you waiting, there's a man who was riding a motorcycle and hit my car. He didn't pay me, worst, he fed me the smoke that came from his polluted vehicle," I explained.

Elena could only shake her head. Lia took a deep breath before facing the poor innocent girl, “Rumor has it that Zachary Dawson is a cruel, cold-blooded man. He run his family underground business, like… you know… drug dealer and all… Most importantly,” Lia looked at her seriously, still whispering as if she’s afraid anyone over hearing them. “….He hates woman, disgusted even when he sees us. Many people couldn’t stand working for a log period in that villa. Some of the women who work there have never been seen again until now.”