Gideon Brodess Novels & Stories

A young beta had come to pick us up. “He is James’ half-brother,” Isaac had said. My stomach churns as the engine is revved up. I look at Caius, Lorcan and Harmony as they step back. As the car winds down the gravel path and inches towards the front gate, the churning and the odd feeling grow further. It will pass, I tell myself. I pull Isleen closer to me, while Isaac’s hand finds mine. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself.

He pulled back his hood with his off-hand, exposing a silver-haired, scar-pitted face I recognized instantly. Gideon. Lord Aethelgard’s chief enforcer—and the silent shadow who had executed the family's dirtiest tasks for over two decades. "Darius was just the idiot who took the fall, Creighton," Gideon rasped, his cold grey eyes fixed on me without a flicker of doubt. "He thought he was running the show at Apex. He thought he was playing grandmaster, using Saint Mary’s Clinic to bleed Cross Global dry. But he was just taking orders from my employer."

He must attend this event and convince ZINOX to sell the bar to him he promised himself and the car immediately came to a halt. Gideon immediately ran out of the car brushing off his blue suit with his hands. “Your suitcase sir.” The driver said running after him with his suit case. Gideon had left it behind in the car. “Thank you.” He said while snatching the bag away from the man. He then ran into the building. Gideon was directed into the conference hall of ZINOX and he stood outside the door, heaved a deep sigh, looked at his appearance and carefully pushed the door open after knocking

Nick growls while everyone in the room gets ready for orders. Adrian shrugs his shoulder as he rubs his neck clearly in pain. "I was on my way to the bathroom to shower, Josh here was guarding me." He points at a passed-out Josh who's sprawled across the chair. "I've linked the doc," Robbie grunts. Thank fuck he did because I'm so consumed by my mate at the moment that I didn't even think about it.

he commented and averted his gaze. A few minutes after the happy chattering the group fell silent. Zion Victor Desmantes, the speaker of the gathering cleared his throat. "How's life?" the man asked and smiled. The woman next to Gideon raised her hand. "The Lord blesses my life, Brother Zion." "Thanks be to Him." Zion looked at each of them until his gaze stopped at him. "Gideon, you haven't attended in months. How's life?" he asked. Gideon smiled. "Still under God's grace, Victor."

he said to himself then pulled away the ugly and scarred mask off his face. "My name is Broderick Alessandro. I'll forever remain the most powerful man in NorthHill," Ba said very strongly and powerfully. Ba is Broderick Alessandro. He had been a genius every since he was young, he learnt coding at a very young age and had helped many companies develop a website but beyound that, he had built a world popular digital product that was competing with the likes of F******k and I*******m.

*** I already know why I’m being summoned as I walk into Isaiah’s office. Sure enough, Isaiah sits behind his desk, looking grim, and to his left, Kadrick stands with his hands behind his back, dressed in the black and red guard uniform. I don’t so much as gasp in surprise, wearing a mask of indifference as I sit down casually, not sparing him another glance. Thankfully, Kadrick has proven to be a wonderful actor, keeping his gaze pinned to the floor. "Kenna. Your new personal guard has arrived,” Isaiah states, motioning over Kadrick.

He may have been a mobster street tough, but he had honor. When I was given the chance to come home and clean up the mess on our streets as the leader of Black Eagle, the first person I sought out was Gideon. But he was gone, lost in the war against Debrassy’s Downtown Devils. The younger son had taken the reins and broken the truce that had lasted between the families for generations. “We think he may have been behind the Vandersteele slaughter,” Gideon’s widow had confessed. “I can’t stop him myself, I need your help, Hazardous. He always wanted you to lead us someday.”

"I just think that it's a little odd for the Shanahans to get two spots when Diane had just only resumed her position as general manager. I just made some off-handed remarks, that's all! I didn't make any sort of insinuation!" "Tell your men to chase Victor, Jada, and the rest of the Stones from this venue," Gideon said to the head of the bodyguards. "Their prearranged quota in the Liberty City project will be retracted and given to Brookbourn Mansion!" Gideon had earlier realized that there were only two spots given to Brookbourn Mansion, and it seemed a little out of place for a third-tier family like the Shanahans to be given two spots as well. He therefore decided to chase out the Stones

The green lines under the twins' skin were glowing brightly through their clothes, pulsing fast in perfect synchronization with a small, flashing antenna on top of the server. Gideon Ross stepped out from the shadows behind the crate, an elegant umbrella held over his head, a silver pistol tucked carelessly into his pocket. He looked at me and smiled his cruel, sociopathic smile. "You're exactly on time, Mrs. Blackwood," Gideon said smoothly, gesturing toward the folder in my hands. "But it seems your arrogant husband didn't listen to my instructions. My network spotters just picked up his SUV entering the underground garage at Blackwood Tower."