Novel & Cerita Gideon The Ninth Ebook

Best to leave it for last. After reading the first few pages, my first impression is that this Alpha was a total quack. All he wrote about was the chosen daughter. The time that she lived with them brought them joy and prosperity. Apparently, he believed that her presence gave the pack well wishes and good fortune. Even though she had died three hundred years before he was the Alpha, he still wrote like it was only recent. If he hadn’t written the dates, I would have thought that he had been there for it, that he knew her personally. This idiot. Believing in fairy tales like a child. Is it any wonder it was so easy for me to wipe out this pack. I flipped through the rest of the pages more qu

At this point, she did not think he was joining them. “Just now,” Caleb replied casually. “I’m coming along for the party.” Her brow arched slightly. “You know someone there?” Caleb nodded. “Gideon. He is my friend.” Damien offered some context. “Gideon is the birthday boy. He is Ronan’s nephew and his sister Giovanni’s son. Gia recently moved to New York because Gideon’s father was relocated here for work. Since Gideon isn’t used to being away from his dad, Gia decides to stay in New York for a while. Caleb and Gideon are the same age and attend the same class. I asked Caleb to look out for him and befriend him.”

Whether Vivian would come to regret it no longer mattered to me. After I completely gave up on her treatment, the nerves I had kept stretched tight finally loosened a little. After leaving the Grant estate, I was about to ask Vivian to return my passport and ID. All of my documents had been with her these past few years. As soon as I reached a corner by the street, a sharp pain exploded across my forehead. Hot blood gushed from the wound. Dizziness swept over me. Before I even understood what had happened, a group of people grabbed me, pulled me around, and started punching and kicking me.

“…Just stay. For them. For me.” I stayed beside the bed for a long time, watching her breath softly and hearing her heartbeat. I listened to the small sounds of the children who slept next to her. Each second I stayed there made my vow deeper. I finally straightened myself, my decision and determination was as strong as stone. I would not rest until I uncovered the hand behind the maid. No matter whoever it is, an Ally or a Noble or even someone close to him, they will pay for harming his people. With one last look at the three of them, Gideon turned toward the door.

"Gideon killed it before I ever reached for the matches. He purged the board like he was cleaning out a closet. He removed the people who built him. He removed Helena. He turned his back on his own blood just to please a girl from Linden Row. He destroyed our power to satisfy her ego. If I cannot have the Moore name and the estate, then nobody will. I would rather see the whole wing in ashes than see that mouse living in it like she belongs there." The detective shakes his head slowly. "You are facing decades in a cell, Ms. Moore. You threw your entire life away for a pile of stones and some old books." "I threw it away for a point," I correct him. I lean back as far as the metal chair allow

Ibinaba ko ang tingin ko sa kanilang dalawa at napalunok ng makita ang kamay ni Gideon na nasa loob na ng skirt ng babae, hindi naman 'to yung babaeng kasama niya sa ice cream parlor ah. Kinuha ko ang planner ng hindi inaalis ang tingin sa kanilang dalawa, kitang kita ko kung paanong palihim na umungol ang babae habang naka ngisi lang si Gideon at hinahalikan ang leeg nito. Anak ng tikbalang talagang sa bookstore pa nila piniling gumawa ng milagro ah! At may pa wet floor wet floor pa siyang nalalaman eh iba naman pala yung basa!

Her face was soft and pretty, the kind of face people compared to a lily. But her eyes were sharp and calculating. And her smile made the hair on my arms stand up. I couldn't exactly refuse, so I let her walk me down the corridor. The second we reached the bathroom door, she leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear. "Ada, want to make a little bet with me? Let's both fall down at the same time. We'll see who Professor cares about more." Her stiletto came down on my broken leg. Pain ripped through me. I went white, cold sweat sheeting down my back, and I crumpled onto the floor.

“Why are you always so busy scribbling in that little notebook of yours whenever you talk to me, Jaxon?” Without waiting for an answer, Gideon snatched the notebook out of Jaxon’s hands with startling speed. Flipping it open, he scanned its pages, his initial shock quickly giving way to a wicked grin. “I thought you were just an obsessive little note-taker,” Gideon said, waving the notebook mockingly. “But it turns out your ‘inspiration’ is quite... abstract, isn’t it?” Jaxon turned fully now, his expression colder than ever as his eyes fixed on the book in Gideon’s hand.

she warned, holding up her flashlight as if it were a weapon. Gideon chuckled, unperturbed. “You think you can stop me with that? Adorable.” I gripped the ledger tighter, my palms slick with sweat. “You’ve already lost, Gideon. This ledger is all the proof we need to destroy you.” His smile faded, replaced by a dark scowl. “You don’t understand what you’re playing with, do you? That book isn’t just my downfall—it’s yours, too. The moment you expose what’s in there, you’ll make enemies you can’t even imagine.”

Ghost grabs for my elbow again and this time I don’t shrug him off; I’m too busy focusing on the scent of pancakes, at first I thought it smelt like Flora’s but now I realise there is an earthy, spicy scent to them that I’ve never smelt before. “Do you smell that?” I ask no one in particular; I feel like I’m floating in the air and I’m following a vivid cloud of this delicious scent without caring who is in my way. I barely register putting one foot in front of the other; people move out of my way with little complaint and I think that's thanks to Ghost. I keep walking in a daze until I come to the end of the group and see Gideon standing in the middle of a field with a small child clinging