Gideon Galatea Novels & Stories

“Why would I need to realise anything when I have nothing to do with that girl?” 'He’s lying,' the voice whispered. 'He knows. He’s just pretending.' “‘Girl’,” I scoffed, ignoring the voice. “That would be a gross understatement. She is the literal Goddess of Sight; Selene’s mother. A being created at the beginning of time that is now bound and trapped inside a mortal body. That 'girl' is more powerful than you could possibly imagine.” “What…?” was all Aleric managed to say.

My husband, Gideon Hale, returned from the war with barely a breath left in him. Yet despite his condition, he insisted on going to the palace and used his military achievements to secure a royal decree. I thought he had gone to obtain a noble title for me. I was ready to berate him for his foolishness, but the contents of the decree rooted me to the spot. [By royal decree, Gideon Hale, Marquis of Northguard, and his first wife, Clara Reinhart, are permitted to share a tomb.] Clara was my dearest friend from girlhood. My ears rang. I opened my mouth to demand an explanation, but before I could utter a word, Gideon breathed his last. I stood frozen until my son suddenly snatched the decr

~DAISY~ " hey! hey!" The gateman held my hand firmly and dragged me closer to him. He held my shoulder and made me face him. "You want your sister to survive huh? He asked and I nodded with tears. Then we have to rush her to the hospital immediately, now is not the best time to blame anyone." He added The unknown man rushed into his car as we followed him behind. The gateman sat in the front seat while I sat with Kelly whose head was on my lap.

“Well… I mean… people talk.” Paulo didn’t respond. Lewis crosses his arms defensively. “I swear, I didn’t know it was him.” Before Paulo could reply, another man walks in and stops at the doorway. He was wearing a plain black shirt and moves with quiet confidence. “Paulo,” the man said. Paulo turns toward him. “What?” “Madam Stygian is awake,” the man answered. Paulo’s expression changes slightly. “That's good news,” he said to the man.

The palace can be a maze, but I know each halls and most of the rooms. Gideon takes a left at the portrait gallery, then ducks into the servants’ wing. I glide behind a marble pillar and watch as he disappears behind a tapestry depicting some ancient battle. I’m on him in two beats, holding my skirts so they don’t get caught and betray me by creating any sounds. I watch him from a distance. He moves with purpose, like he’s walking back into a memory. I barely make a sound but just to be sure, I also activated a spell that will ensure he won’t be able to smell or sense me.

“Why?” “The only Alpha Gideon I know of was the First Male Wolf, made by Selne in her picture. He had a mate, Emelda, but she disappeared at some point. They never had children together, so Selene created another couple; Freya and Volantis. They had a lot of children, who traveled into the world. Selene is said to have made 8 more pure Alpha couples, one of which can be traced back to your father, my King. But no one was as powerful and soulbound as Gideon and Emelda. Tales tell of them meeting whenever the Goddess, because that was the general consensus of what she was, was allowed to visit earth.” He sighs. “It’s of course folklore, and even as the names match, it could be a coincidence. I

He questioned for the first time, but all either of us did was smirk. “What is the third key?” I turned back to inspect the complex-looking cage, but when no one answered I looked up to see the Abbey and the protectors sharing a look. “The blood of a King… and a Goddess.” He answered hesitantly, pointing to the dusty stone that lay at the foot of the cage. Upon closer inspection, I saw words carved into the stone. “As punishment for defying Zeus, Selene’s beloved, Endymion was sentenced to an eternal sleep only to be awakened by the escape of the great evil… Endymion; Carrier of Fire.” I read with much difficulty and looked up at Jasper who seemed frozen in his spot.

"You're mine now, pretty." "W-what do you mean?!" Chris smiled and rubbed his bite marks on Agatha's neck, indicating that the two had bonded with each other. "This." Agatha touched her neck, then frowned as she felt the pain that was still there. "Ssh ... so, we are mate?" Chris nodded and extended his hand. "Christopher Elard." "Ah ... Agatha Candice," Agatha replied with an awkward smile. "Anyway, why are you here?" "What do you mean? I'm here because I want to."

I go to move when the portal closes. “Shall we?” Calista gestures for us to follow him and we do. We need answers as to why our mate ran, and I think we need to get our heads around the idea that we are fated to the Goddess of Hell, Gaia Williams. The niece of Alpha Destinee and Alpha Titus Blackwood.

--- As the final surge of energy flowed into the synthesizer, Ethan cried out in pain, his body convulsing under the strain. “Ethan!” I screamed, my heart pounding in my chest. “I’m fine,” he gasped, though his voice was weak. I didn’t believe him. I couldn’t. I rushed to the controls, my hands trembling as I tried to stabilize the energy flow. “Stay with me,” I pleaded, tears streaming down my face. “Please, Ethan. Stay with me.” “I’m here,” he said softly, his voice barely audible. The glow around him began to fade, and I knew the process was complete. The synthesizer hummed softly, the vial containing the cure glowing faintly on the other side of the chamber.