Gideon The Ninth Characters Novels & Stories

He stared, unfocused for a moment before another strained sound slipped out of his mouth and his eyes almost bulged out of their socket, jittering with fear. I smirked at his reaction. Good. Just the expression I wanted. Then I spoke slowly, my voice carrying the weight of a command, heavy with compulsion that could not be resisted. “Who are you?” I demanded. His only good eye darkened with a soft glow, caught in the power of my compulsion and his lips parted. “I am Gideon, a rogue assassin from the dark hive.”

Said Carmen. Jordan was surprised. "My son?" he asked. "Yes Jordan. I need your son to come with me to Aota. The warriors in the palace are not very fit. To tell you the truth, there are not even many warriors at all. There a a few good warriors, but only one best warriors. His name is Gideon. He is the one the entire country depends on for protection." The queen explained. "But Alex is still working for your father." "I know that Jordan. But my father has many fit warriors, who could train other men into becoming fit like them.I need Alex. He is the only warrior I trust for this job. Besides I grew up with him. We were the closest of friends. He will not refuse me."

It was the same warrior from the hall. “My lady,” he said, his gaze falling on Kairi’s peaceful, cleaned form with a look of deep respect. “The men… they await your command. And the prisoner… Gideon. He is in the dungeons. What is your will?” My will. The words were so foreign they barely registered. What was my will? My will had died on this bed.

Jav asked Hendy, one of his friends whom he had asked, to find out about the love interest of Gideon, his nemesis since junior high school. "Yes. The pregnant woman," replied Hendy while chewing the gum in his mouth. "Is it possible that Gideon likes someone else's wife?" Javier said it a little doubtfully. Hendy and Danny shrugged their shoulders at something they weren't sure was true. "Excuse me, sir. What would you like to order?" asked Julie as she approached the table of the three men. The girl was already preparing to take down the three men's orders, with her right hand holding a pen and her left hand holding a notebook.

We worked on basic defensive stances and evasive footwork, but my focus was shattered. “You’re jittery,” Kaelia observed after I over-corrected a dodge and nearly stumbled. “Was the dinner that bad?” “It was… intense,” I admitted, grateful for the physical exertion as a release for my pent-up anxiety. “Gideon is… a lot.” “He’s the Great Alpha. He’s supposed to be ‘a lot’,” she said, effortlessly blocking a half-hearted strike from me. “But he’s fair. A hardass, but fair. He raised those three after their parents died. He’s like a father to them.”

he smiled sweetly, wincing in pain as he shuffled awkwardly. "Piper's baby?" Quinn spoke and I snapped my attention back to him. Gideon was swinging his legs childishly, now drinking the warmed liquid. The plate sat empty next to him and judging from the pungent smell coming from the jar, the mustard was too. "Uh, yeah," Caden awkwardly scratched his chin. "That one." "Good idea!" Jennifer popped up from her chair, clearly ready to get some alone time. "Gideon," I spoke as I stood and padded over to him. Quinn sent a glare in my direction when the brown haired man put his bowl down to look at me. "Let's go shower." I mumbled, watching as blood coated various parts of his body again.

"I was part of a traveling troupe, performers, entertainers. One day they were gone, vanished without a trace. I was abandoned, scared. Gideon stumbled upon me during his travels, saw the spark in me. He didn't just take me in; he celebrated my spirit, my love for life. He taught me that joy is a strength, not a weakness." His laughter filled the air, a testament to his resilience and Gideon's ability to see the potential in others. Finally, Liam, the youngest, spoke, his voice a little shaky. "A bad pack took my family, and I was all alone and really scared. Gideon found me when I was hiding. He didn't just save me; he made me feel better. He's like a dad to me now, and he helps me get stro

This is not their Alpha. “Oh, calm down E, he’s Leora’s guest.” Cora crouches to where Gideon is bowing from, “Roll with me if you want to make it all the way to Leora.” A hint of fear was both in their eyes. Gideon nods and stands upright. “Yes, I am. My name is Gideon and I’m a friend of your daughter’s.” Cora smiles approvingly.