Gideon The Ninth Ebook Novels & Stories

He growled, his teeth clenched in anger. My heart sank upon hearing those words. The Valley of Dry Bones was a place of despair and slow death. But even so, it was a chance to live and, maybe, to prove my innocence someday. "Guards, take this filthy whore away from me," Gideon ordered, his voice full of cold authority. "She doesn't deserve to stay another second in my presence, or I will end up plunging this knife into her neck and cutting her into a thousand pieces."

"Tell him I have the money as long as he brings the evidence and meets me in person." … The next day, Gideon found himself slipping inside a quiet cafe with his hoodie on. A greedy glint flickered to life when he laid his eyes on me. "Summer! Where's the money? Did you bring it?" I set a black briefcase on the table. "Where's the evidence?" Gideon pulled out a USB drive. "It's all in here! The records of his falsifying accounts and the recordings of how he and Eleanor plotted against you are all in there! I secretly recorded everything!"

I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

I only saw him when he was with Nora. Gideon talked about training, his duties, and about the books he was reading. He gave Nora much more detail about the books than he did his training or any other duties. I guess he thought she’d find the books more interesting. I dutifully kept mental notes on everything they said. Honestly, I was relieved. It was all just mundane, simple things. I couldn’t imagine any way Prince Marcus could do harm with a summary of Prince Gideon’s favorite adventure novel. During the day, I spent my time at Nora’s side. I sat beside her while she read books on court procedure and the proper forms of address for various nobles. I helped her practice various greetings s

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The people they once were lost in the wake of battle, the sky coated in the blood and ashes of the fallen. Elika glanced down at the ancient book in her hands; it was the only recorded history of the days before the war. The real truth of how this life came to pass, a past that Elika longed for with all her heart. Maybe it was foolish of her to dream of such a life, of peace, but it was all she had ever wished for. A time when she could live with the knowledge that her people are safe and happy, when she no longer had to look over her shoulder in fear that when she turned 16 her father would call her to fight in the senseless war. Killing and destroying the citizens of hell along with her br

Anyway, I found a classic book from the little library inside the room and kept myself busy with it. I didn’t know how long I had been reading for before I fell asleep. “No!” Gideon suddenly roared, and clutched the sword that had just pierced through his abdomen with his bare hands. Blood splashed everywhere. He dropped to his knees, pain evident on his face. Someone stood over him, the one who had just cut through him. I couldn’t quite make out his face. “No!” I screamed as anguish washed over me, “no! Gideon!” I rushed to him and knelt beside him, trying to desperately use my magic to save him. But I couldn’t. I felt powerless. My magic wasn’t with me.

Gideon felt a pang of apprehension himself, knowing that being in the same bed with Avla would test his resolve to wait. "You can put everything in my room," Gideon confirmed, his voice confident but gentle. He could see the question in Avla's eyes and reassured her, "Don't worry, I promise we'll take things at your pace." She nodded, her trust in him evident, and they made their way to his room. Once there, Gideon's face flushed slightly, and he cleared his throat. "I'm going to take a shower. Make yourself at home." As he disappeared into the bathroom, Avla's gaze fell on one of the gifts – a beautifully bound book detailing the history of the Luna. Intrigued, she settled down on the bed a

“Let me see the journal.” Isla pulled the leather-bound book from her bag and handed it to him. Gideon opened it carefully, his fingers tracing the faded script and strange symbols on the pages. His eyes narrowed as he read, and for a long time, the room was filled with nothing but the sound of crackling fire. “This is old,” Gideon murmured, more to himself than to them. “Older than the Crescent Moon pack itself.” “Can you read it?” Isla asked, her voice laced with hope and frustration.

Natalina's POV I went to the hospital the next day. Ignoring the doctor, Giannino Porcu's polite pleasantries, I went straight to the point and announced, "I want an abortion. Please schedule the surgery for me." Giannino froze. "But the baby is very healthy this time. You've spent so long trying to have a baby. Wasn't your goal just to have a child of your own?" Hearing Giannino's words, I couldn't help placing a hand over my stomach.