Gideon Book Galatea Novels & Stories

Salome cowered after being hit by the teacup. "You idiot!" Galen took a drag of his cigar with every sentence he spoke. He was already old, and his breathing was unstable. "I've told you many times to take note of how you behave and what you say out there. Even if you look down on someone, you're not to show it outright!" Even though Salome was already in her 70s, she still trembled in front of her father. "It's my fault, Father." "I won't say anything more." Galen's eyes narrowed. "I've already made due arrangements in Southbury, and nothing will be exposed, but I'll only do this once, so be more careful in the future!"

Ethan continued, “What you currently possess has been marked with a hidden price tag. The cost of what you took will be your lives.” George staggered back in a daze, fear gripping him, and his body trembled. If Riveria fell apart, his fate would be nothing but death! “Help me!” He panicked. Celestial City must not fall! “Go back.” Ethan offered nothing more than that. “No!” George protested desperately. “Help me just this once!” Ethan remained silent, leaving George gritting his teeth, trying to think of a way to convince Ethan to lend a hand. Just then…

Nothing happened. Eight…nine…ten seconds, still nothing. Gale exhaled in relief. But it felt wrong. “He must’ve undone them?” he asked. “Maybe he’s awake! We could be in luck, Liam.” It didn’t feel like it. I picked up a stone and threw it as well. It landed on the ground and – One after another, rings with written sigils around the inner area lit up on the ground. The colors were red and yellow. Fire. “Stand back!” I shouted at Gale and pushed him to his side.

Gabe had seen the effect of doing that, and he had told Gideon point-blank never to mess with his mate or call her anything other than her name, but as she had grown to know, the Berkeley men are just plain ass stubborn, and the streak was what made them who they were, so he had continued. Perhaps, it was only to rile Gabe up, but Gideon had also called her that even when they were alone, and it had nothing to do with having a pass at her. He was just sweet like that. Gabe was also a sweet man, under that strong, I don't care, don't mess with me exterior, and Galatia was a man that was intense, but Gideon was sweet and gentle. His mate would definitely have a great man to be with.

Damon still sat unmoving, his expression seemed absent but his mind wasn't. He knew Galilea was making the wrong move, he understood her plight. After all, Galilea was the one that had introduced him to Valerie. Valerie was Galilea's sister, they were the only siblings born of their parents before their death. He knew Galilea had liked him for ages and despite the failed bondings they've involved themselves into a long time ago, the Moon still didn't fate them both as mates.

“I was hoping we could have a minute to talk.” Again, disappointment struck me, and I condemned my foolish heart for wanting something it shouldn’t. Just like Gideon wasn’t seducing me, I didn’t come here because I wanted to seduce him… right? Gods, maybe I needed another dip in the ocean. Or a very cold shower. “I have a beautiful balcony that overlooks the water,” Gideon said, gesturing toward a glass door that I had not come in through. “Sit out there with me. I’ll grab some wine.”

With that final, crushing warning, Gali turns his back on the tribunal and strides away, his heavy black cloak snapping in the icy wind. A heavy, suffocating silence envelops the entire burial ground. After what feels like an eternity of frozen horror, Allegra suddenly lunges forward. She grabs Gideon’s embroidered sleeve, dropping to her knees on the frozen earth with tears streaming down her bruised face. "Father! Tell me the truth! Tell me what is going on!" Gideon, gasping frantically for air as his heart strains under the pressure, violently shoves Allegra away from him, roaring in her face, "You believe Gali’s treacherous, divisive words?! You foolish bitch!"

Wondering whether Ekral would even notice if he were to be buried under at least a decade’s worth of grime during his search, Allen did not dwell on the thought for long before pulling two more volumes from a nearby pile to add to those he had already amassed. Starting in the daunting task of skimming the pages of the thick totems in search of anything that could help to free his partner from the Moon Gate. Allen waded through their seemingly illegible diagrams and arcane language for hours before he began to consider the possibility of having to concede defeat. Hoping that Cazer’s efforts might have at least been more enlightening than his own lead, he released a long sigh. Clamping the pag

Halvern was watching them again. Not openly. But enough. Nyx followed his gaze. “Ah,” she said softly. “What?” “We’re interesting.” “That’s not good.” “No,” Nyx agreed. “It really isn’t.” Later that evening, Nyx crossed the atrium alone. The academy had quieted into twilight calm. Lamps glowed along the marble floors. Shadows stretched across the walls like long fingers. The scoreboard still burned above. Moore / Calder — 1 Beneath it:

-Lucy’s POV- I could not believe that I followed Conner’s orders. I am currently riding in his Rolls Royce Cullinan silently, while my heart is rebelling. I have always been an independent woman and with that I have always taken things in my own hands. I am not used to depending on someone, but here I am doing just the opposite. What kind of black magic does Conner have that he can just easily make me follow him. Oh please Lucy, get over it! Conner has made his point and it truly made sense. Ugh! To be honest I am not so worried about the tasting test because I know that Ronald will do great. What I am truly worried about is myself. Can I pull out the tough act when Conner is very near me? I