Gavin Vine Novels & Stories

“Hi,” Mave said. Gabe flashed her his best customer service smile. “He’s on the swing shift with Beka,” I said. Gabe walked to the register Mave just finished preparing and signed in. When it popped open, he pulled the paper out, and started counting the till. “Is she here yet, or is she on her knees sucking dick somewhere?” Gabe asked. “Gabe,” I warned. When he put a dash down next to the ones, he lifted his head and look over his shoulder at me. He flashed me a smile and feigned innocence.

“Geez, here comes the waterworks…“ In the midst of all the curious stares and whispers around him, Gavin let out a guttural sob. Someone, gathering the courage, approached him. “Sir, do you need help?“ “Aren‘t you Gavin Hartley?“ People began to recognize him. Another voice said, “I know him! He was so passionate when he was younger. We all thought he was the most romantic guy. And that woman who just won, she looks like Ms. Chapman.“ “I heard he‘s still single and waiting for her. How sad.“

It was very beautiful. Gavin was a man in his mid forties. He was actually cute. He had a blonde buzz cut and we'll trimmed beard. He had startling blue eyes and he had dimples whenever he smiled. When he showed up I had to admit I was a little wary of him at first.

But now, he's even welcoming him as if they have something to talk about. "I talked to the media," Gavin said as soon as he came out of his car. "Are you sure about your plan?" Gavin asked. "I know what I'm doing," he answered coldly. "Does she know?" Gavin asked again. "I'll explain to her after I announce it," he replied. "The Valestine are not easy to defeat, Gabe. They are greedy in power. Look what they did to the Castellan. They are still the traitor in this world we have," Gavin mentioned as he began to blow a smoke from his cigarette.

I had almost convinced myself it meant nothing. Almost. "There is nothing to talk about," I said. "I disagree." A low voice cut in from the left. "Am I interrupting something?" Gavin Steele stepped out of the shadow of the parking structure with the same quiet intensity he brought to every face-off. Tall, tattooed from collar to wrist, watching the two of us with dark eyes that gave nothing away. His hand found my hip before I could step back. It landed like he had a right to put it there.

The sound of wet footsteps slapping against the pavement makes me turn. And then there he is. Gavin rounds the corner, surfboard tucked under one arm, his hair dripping and plastered to his forehead. Sunlight dances across the droplets trailing down his arms and chest, making him look like he’s been carved out of the ocean itself. He doesn’t rush, doesn’t even seem to notice the way the world tilts when he walks into it. That’s always been Gavin — the kind of boy who doesn’t have to try to take up space, who does it without realizing.

Chapter 40 Gavin is really good and fast. He immediately took me out of the subway before I was hurt. However, all I could do was stare as I watched the gradual combustion of the entire train. "I've seen a lot of this before Guardian of Soul. Trust me, you can get used to it." Gavin said while staring at the burning train. "I think you already know and you have an idea, I used to be human before, guardian of the soul. I'm a priest." He admits.

Gavin raised his glass with a dramatic flourish. “What?” Axel nearly choked on his whiskey. Gavin nodded solemnly, ignoring everyone else's disbelief. “It’s official, we’re dating now. He’s my… what’s it called… soulmate… my person.” Miss Maria pressed her knuckles against her forehead in disbelief. “Gavin… please… you’re drunk.” “Drunk… in love.” Gavin sighed dreamily. “It’s a tragedy.” Axel sighed under his breath, trying not to show how much it amused him.

Gala said, putting a hand on my shoulder “if anyone knows Alpha Nathan, it is me” “He doesn’t want me around anyway, and his mum isn’t making things any better” I said, turning to face her. Gala smiled and nodded at me to take a seat. I watched as she made me a cup of coffee before sitting in front of me. I wrapped my hands around the cup and looked down at the foam “I just don’t know what to do to please him”

"This precious gift we have been blessed with shall be called Gabriel. It means 'God is my strength.' We went through a lot and thought we had lost him. Even my beloved wife, here was in so much ordeal. I thought I had lost them both, but by divine miracle, my son survived. They both survived and I am so happy and grateful to God." The cheers and applause caused him to pause before he continued. "Thank you. His middle name shall be Braide, in honor of my wonderful father-in-law." More cheers and applause followed. Braide, surprised and emotional, hugged his wife. Boma saw this and was touched. She stood close to Donovan, happy as Donovan continued. "So, ladies and gentlemen, friends and fam