Gideon Book Series Novels & Stories

It was hard, now, to see in this powerful man the remnants of the frightened but brave child who had written their thoughts in that leatherbound book. “I want to know more.” I said, slipping into the chair in front of his desk, “I want to hear your side of the story.” He stilled, staring down at the desk. “Please, Gideon. Help me to understand. Tell me about how you found out about your demonblood. Tell me what will happen if you have children… if we have children.” My plea fell into the silence of the room and I saw its ripples shake Gideon. When he raised his eyes to meet mine, he looked like a man haunted by his past.

not that one could ever be prepared for something like that. he continued to pull me until i was beneath him, my struggle nothing but a futile attempt at escape. he then began to run his hand up my leg and suddenly as hes about to tug at my clothing a howl rips through the air. Distracted, Gideon looks up toward the direction the howl came from. i used this opportunity to knee him in his private area and scurry backwards away from him. he grabs onto me again and one of the guys that had came with them ran up to us panting heavily "Gideon kill her and lets go we're being attacked" he says almost out of breath

“Why are you always so busy scribbling in that little notebook of yours whenever you talk to me, Jaxon?” Without waiting for an answer, Gideon snatched the notebook out of Jaxon’s hands with startling speed. Flipping it open, he scanned its pages, his initial shock quickly giving way to a wicked grin. “I thought you were just an obsessive little note-taker,” Gideon said, waving the notebook mockingly. “But it turns out your ‘inspiration’ is quite... abstract, isn’t it?” Jaxon turned fully now, his expression colder than ever as his eyes fixed on the book in Gideon’s hand.

Gideon's face turned serious as he ordered the assistant, "I want the most detailed information." "Yes, I will immediately send someone to investigate in B City." The assistant accepted the order. Gideon squinted his eyes, a look of ecstasy flashed past those deep eyes. He never thought that someone would be so ruthless towards Gabriel; And if Gabriel was in the carriage, would he still be alive in the world? Or was he hiding somewhere now to complain? Suspended his life? Gideon immediately realized that during these four years, Gabriel had been the weakest. Even if he still had a breath of life left in him, he had to take this opportunity to extinguish his last breath.

[hey guys! let's start book 3, shall we? LOl. Merry Christmas everybody! so before we begin book 3, I realized the version of Apod on Good novel (book 2) is the only one that didn't have this chapter. I must have forgotten to post it and for that I'm sorry. Whilst it will take away nothing from book 2, I feel it is essential for Character development and just a recap of some elements in book 1. Please note that the events of this chapter took place in book 2.]

They weren’t here last week, so I am guessing they must have transferred into this class. “Hey, my name is Gareth, and this is my cousin Elias.” Gareth says. “My name is Sapphire, and it is nice to meet the two of you.” I tell them. Gareth seems nice, but when Elias turns to look at me, I freeze. He has the most intriguing eyes I have ever seen. They are like gold coins with little splashes of red. It reminds me of a flame. There is something weirdly familiar about them. Something about him makes me very uncomfortable, but I hide it. He turns away from me, and I relax a little. There is something about both of these guys that has my hackles raised. I will see what Dad has to say ab

I thought I liked this side of her, the courageous, adventurous side I hadn’t seen before. At least now we had a direction in which to go. We needed to find more information about the Faiths. It may well explain all the strange things that were happening to me. After spending a few hours studying defensive magic, Gideon returned to the library. Diana and I had been engrossed in finding the right glyph and practicing the movements required to activate it. As we looked up from our books at the sound of Gideon coming through the library gates, I noticed a hint of annoyance on his face. However, my attention was quickly diverted by the strong, putrid smell emanating from him. I had to scrunch my

she warned, holding up her flashlight as if it were a weapon. Gideon chuckled, unperturbed. “You think you can stop me with that? Adorable.” I gripped the ledger tighter, my palms slick with sweat. “You’ve already lost, Gideon. This ledger is all the proof we need to destroy you.” His smile faded, replaced by a dark scowl. “You don’t understand what you’re playing with, do you? That book isn’t just my downfall—it’s yours, too. The moment you expose what’s in there, you’ll make enemies you can’t even imagine.”

Hands still visible. “You could have killed me,” he says. “I still can,” I reply. He nods—once. Walks to the door. Pauses. “Gideon won’t stop,” he says—quiet. “He’s not like the old ones. He doesn’t want power. He wants perfection. And he’ll burn everything to get it.” Then he’s gone—footsteps fading down the stairwell. We don’t chase him. We take the laptop. Wipe the house for prints. Leave through the garden the same way we came.

I am pointing at the middle, but I highly recommend finishing The Strong before starting The Jock if you don't want any spoilers. Stay safe Love Peyton