Gideon The Ninth Characters Novels & Stories

Gideon I turned back to Elaine and my family. "Actually, why don't we go check that spot out again now?" The five of us exited the pack house, and I stopped in my tracks. There were twelve strangers waiting along the driveway. Elaine turned to me. "Prince Gideon, I'd like you to meet my coven. When you texted Cora, we teleported her and your parents here." She smiled at me. "We were all a little anxious to get here and get started."

That conversation would come in its own time. The reaction I hadn't expected was Gideon. He was one of the oldest active warriors in the pack, scarred in the specific way of someone who had earned every mark, with a reputation for being impossible to impress and even more impossible to move once he'd formed an opinion. He had never once, in my memory, acknowledged me as anything other than the Beta's inconvenient Omega daughter. He had not been unkind. He had simply not seen me as relevant. He was standing near the training yard gate when I came around the corner of the main building. He looked at me, and I looked at him, and I was fully prepared to walk past without incident.

Faster. He sank his fingers into me again. “So tight.” He licked his lips. He curled his fingers upwards. Stroking. Tapping my swelling gland. “Gideon,” he said. I looked down in brief confusion. “Huh?” I moaned again as his pace quicked. “You’ll be screaming my name as I wringe each climax from you, baby girl.” He buried his face into my heat again, feasting on my wetness. Gideon. His name rang through my mind. With each suckeling moment, he burned a permanent place there. He was trying to make sure I never forgot him.

Jodie just laughed, "You're mean to me!-Anyway, I'll cook your favorite dish." "Tasty Scrambled egg?” he asked. Jodie nodded with a smile. “And toasted bread please." Jodie kissed her brother on the cheek. “As you wish, master!” Then she ran towards the kitchen. —--- Gideon stopped signing documents when Sheila threw a newspaper on his table. Gideon looked at the newspaper where he saw his picture at the hotel pulling a girl. Fortunately, the woman was unable to recognize the face since it parted her hair at that time. "It's just paparazzi," Gideon replied calmly as he put down the newspaper after taking a long breath.

Gideon's face remained expressionless. He stared at Xandor with a calm intensity that was somehow more terrifying than any outburst. A chill crawled down Xandor's spine. His heart raced, and his body went cold. "Who are you?" Xandor asked. Gideon replied, "Weren't you asking for me? Well, here I am." Every hair on Xandor's body stood on end at Gideon's words. He stared in disbelief. He hadn't expected the mastermind behind the fall of the Yovarian Guild to be so young.

”Just because he’s Summer’s dad doesn’t mean you should marry him at that instant. She slapped her friend’s shoulder and gave her a pinch on the waist. Quincy Mae was whispering in her seat before she turned her attention to Gideon, who was having a conversation with Nexus Almeradez’s sibling, whom she met a while ago. Alejandro Almeradez was just like Gideon. His shoulder-length hair was black with stubble. Ruggedly handsome was the best description for him. She learned that he was Gideon’s colleague during his military days, along with his close friend, Riguel. Just as serious as Gideon’s character was, Alejandro was the complete opposite. The way he winked at her made her think that makin

He had jet-black hair, dark honey brown eyes framed by thick brows which lifted in question the moment he spotted me. The second was a girl seated by the couch, shuffling a deck of cards. She looked young, maybe even a year or two younger than I was, but when she’d looked up at me, her ancient grey eyes had me doubting my guess. She was beautiful, the type of beauty that takes a moment to take in. “This is my beta, Gideon,” Cassian motioned to the man with jetblack hair, “And my gamma, Katalier.” “Your… gamma?” I repeated, staring in utter surprise at the girl with ancient grey eyes. I’d never ever seen a female gamma before—ever.

Until the last one fell, defeated, he would fight. Sabin leaned forward, anchoring his weight on his knees as he laid his arms steadying himself. "Anything?" "Plenty?" Gideon said. "Nothing," Nora countered with a roll of her eyes. Gideon wasn't possessed like his siblings, but he was a rogue. Unlike Sabin, the man couldn't utter a single truth. Everyone in the room knew to believe the opposite of whatever he said.

she stated matter of factly then asked if Gavin could hold his grandson. Handing my pup over to my dad I watched his eyes widen along with his smile. “He's a hybrid like his father. What did he name him?” “Ciaran Finn Landers,” I answered and my dad nodded. “It's old Irish. Gideon must be from that area,” he commented and I nodded. We all turned to the door being flung open and watched a bloodied Gideon coming back inside. “He is no longer an issue and will not be antagonizing any of us any longer. Excuse me while I go take a quick shower,” he announced as he strode past us.

It was a weak defense. “You know, Gideon has a type,” I continued, circling her like a predator. “And it isn't the ‘quiet and compliant’ type he’s pretending to prefer now. He used to be so different. Vibrant. Attached. But then, things happen. People learn that emotions are a liability”. “Why are you telling me this?” she asked, her voice trembling just enough for me to notice.