Gideon The Ninth Kindle Novels & Stories

"That bitch needed to die to keep her mouth shut for good. I set the archive fire, and I arranged the helicopter malfunction too." Gavin and I exchanged a look. We had everything we needed. "You raised me to be a fake heiress, and now you're trying to get rid of me too?" Tears welled in her eyes as her voice trembled. Gideon sneered and suddenly grabbed her by the throat. "You were just a pawn. Now, you're useless." At that critical moment, Gavin and security rushed into the room and slammed Gideon to the floor, saying in an ice-cold tone, "Gideon, every one of your crimes has been recorded."

He sat on a rock, clutching something tightly in his hand. I looked closer. It was a moonstone ring. Gideon's engagement gift to me. I unfolded the letter. Conrad's handwriting filled the page. Cora, I know you may not want to hear from me, but I felt you had a right to know. First, I am truly sorry for the crimes my son committed. Gideon has been exiled permanently. He now wanders the northern wilds. The last person who saw him said he looked like a ghost. The only thing he carries with him is the ring he once gave you.

“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.

“I’m still waiting for some of it, but I think I’m finally on the right track.” “I figured as much,” he releases the book into my hands. “You can keep this for now, until you start one of your own. That will be your first assignment tomorrow in class.” “Is this some strange family heirloom as well,” I smile at him before closing the book, leaving the bookmark resting on the spell we just encountered. “Will I face some kind of dire consequence if it goes missing?” “No,” Gideon laughs. “I bought that journal at the supermarket because I liked the cover. If it goes missing it’s easy enough to make a new one, although you’ll regret having to research all those missing spells without a copy to st

Her heart skipped a beat "What the fuck are you talking about?" "I truly don't have time for this, Lia. I won't do anything to you. Just tell me where you kept the papers. Once you've given your statement to the police, I'll send you out of the country. You can go wherever you want." "I don't understand what you're saying. Can you please say something that makes sense? How can you say I'm dead when I'm right here, Gideon?" "You've always wanted to travel. This is your chance. In a few weeks, your leg will heal and you can go back to your old self. I promise everything will be alright. All you have to do is listen to 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

After Isak's old flame, Julia, came back to town, she made a bet with me: he gets nine chances to choose between us in life-or-death situations. The one he abandons for the ninth time has to walk away. I agreed. The ninth time, a single phone call from Julia was all it took for Isak to leave me on the side of the road again. "Drive! Go!" Isak's voice was sharp, laced with a panic I'd never heard before. I clutched the gunshot wound in my stomach, blood seeping through my fingers, staining my white silk shirt.

“Besides, you know that I bore easily.” The psychopathic lord glanced over at the man, impressed that he was still living. Blood continued to ooze from his chest, masking the small games board that Dorian had created. “Hmm, yes I remember. I presume that is how the game started, what information did he have to give?” Dorian growled lightly, his bare feet coated in the man’s blood. “Scouts are tricky little creatures. More are coming, estimated to arrive before morning. They are searching for a girl, the bastard daughter of Atlas.”

Zelena. Gunner stood deathly still, staring at his best friend’s body. He slowly turned back to me with the question in his eyes; Is he okay? I shook my head as a sob broke out of my mouth. Tears fell down my cheeks and I relaxed into Tobias’s hold, letting him hold me up. Gunner roared into the air and threw Galterio across the small space. Galterio’s back hit hard against a tree, and he fell to the ground. Even with the effects of the darkness slowing him down, Galterio was still quicker on his feet than the rest of us. He jumped back up and charged towards Gunner. I noticed it before Gunner did, and raised the shield, making Galterio run face first into the invisible wall. I pushed Tobias