Gideon The Ninth Ebook Novels & Stories

“But money still opens many doors. And fear opens the rest.” I stared at him, my heart beating hard. “You won’t win,” I said. His smile disappeared. “I already won once. I stole one of your sons from birth and raised him under Alexander’s nose for two years.” My hands curled into fists. “Do not talk about Julian.” “Oh, but I will,” Gideon said, taking one slow step closer. “That boy was quiet and easy to control. Unlike Leo.” I lunged toward him without thinking. Eleanor dragged me back so hard pain shot through my neck.

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"Oh Alex. Where is Gideon now?" "He is in Aota working as their warrior still. But he is also spying for me. I threw a bag Carmen and I made as children inside the water, because Incase the men I thought of helping would try to cause harm to Gideon and I." "What kind of bag?" "A quilted, silky textured handbag,with yellow and pink thread decoration on it." "Did the back have a book inside?" "Yes it did." "David found the bag. He came with it from work."

He closed his door and pondered, what the hell does that mean? Morning arrives, and Gideon has not slept a wink. His mind kept going over and over about what Leora told him. He had written on his notebook about the curse, eventually he started opening up books learning about the different gods they had on the island. He read about Frey and his siblings, but not a lick of sense was made when he was rereading his notes. “I have such crappy handwriting.” Sitting on the edge of his bed he grew anxious. 'What if I can’t save her from the curse, what happens to her? Why won’t her family do anything about it? Why did they give up saving her?' Questions kept piling one over the other, his thou

Emmett was my scapegoat, and I needed as many unsuspecting allies as I could get in this place filled with men who wished to see me burn again. I moved into the reading room, inspecting the books and looking for hidden doorways. But came up empty. "Find anything?" Gideon's voice, husky and full of sleep, sounded from the entranceway, startling me. I spun around; my hand pressed against my racing heart. I knocked over a vase of flowers in the process, and the sound of breaking glass filled the study. "You scared me. What are you doing up?" Gideon stepped into the room, the light of the moon reflecting off his tan skin showing off his muscular chest and toned abs. Black boxers hugged his muscu

Some were stained with blood. Others had broken chains wrapped around them. Adrian stared in disbelief. "What are these?" "They are the endings." "The endings?" "Every possibility." The stranger picked up one thin volume. He opened it. Inside, Adrian saw himself sacrificing his own life to seal the Ninth Cipher forever. The book instantly crumbled into silver dust. Another volume. Adrian abandoned the Archive. Darkness swallowed history. That book also dissolved. Another. Thomas returned. The First Keeper disappeared. Again... Dust.

“Because I didn’t want to defend myself like some cornered liar. I wanted to deserve your belief.” My breath caught. “And maybe,” Gideon said, voice low, “some part of me thought I deserved your doubt. I saw it coming—Kalali’s games, her patterns. I should’ve stopped it before it reached you. But I didn’t. I let her act. I let her run the board, thinking I could catch her clean. And then I found you—tied up like some prisoner, lying there like you didn’t even have the strength to move—and I realized... I hadn’t protected you at all. I’d just played my strategy while you paid the price.”

Zavian I was very interested in the reason why they needed me to lug this heavy fucking book. I hadn’t touched this book in years. I haven’t needed to. I personally didn’t know any of the Meridian. So, needless to say, when Emerald asked me if I have a book with all their symbols within it piqued my interest. I could see why Emerald would be interested in it, but when she said that Devon and Nate asked her to ask me about the book, I found that weird. The fact that no one outside the magic community had even heard, so when she said that, I was intrigued.

she murmured, scratching her brother's hair. "Why don't you look for a publisher for your book?" Jodie is suddenly silent. She never expected that her youngest brother would talk about her dream. "Do you believe this is a favorable opportunity for me?" she asked. "We'll see," Jake said with a wink. ---- Gideon frowns at Kevin, who is in the midst of a conversation. "So you mean the Rigor Company was about to produce a fiction novel and they could persuade readers to buy it? Is that what you're suggesting, Kevin? "

They clung to each other, sobbing—a scene so touching it could move anyone to tears. I stared coldly at the jeweled circlet on his head, flashing arrogantly in the firelight. My own hair, before I died, had been tied back with nothing but a frayed leather cord—some drunken client's careless afterthought. I listened as Matthew, in that clear, sweet voice of his, spun a story so perfect it was seamless. "Father, forgive me—I've been so unfilial. I wasn't lost that night. I was taken—kidnapped by slavers.