Gideon The Ninth Kindle Novels & Stories

“I’ve lived in Nivel my whole life!” The huge man roared with laughter, snatching the coins back. “Now you owe me three friz coins, Gidon!” “Are you mad, girl?” Gidon asked, his grin faltering. “What business do you have in Kreel if you’re not banished or an outcast?” “I want to become a Watcher,” I said firmly. His laughter returned, louder this time. “A Watcher? This fragile girl wants to become a bloody mole-beast!”

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.”

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."

“You have shamed this family.” Enzo looked at me, and there was no anger left in his eyes now, only unfamiliar coldness. His attention had already returned to Chiara. He did not even notice me anymore. I walked back to my room and picked up the suitcase. I placed the medical proof of miscarriage on top of the divorce agreement. Then I left the envelope on the bedside table where someone would find it. They would know what they had lost. It was my time to leave forever.

She approached the grave with a soft, almost tender smile that made everyone's skin crawl. "See? I brought back everything that belongs to you. None of it is left for anyone else." Under the horrified stares of the crowd, she carefully placed the bloody kidneys Anna had taken from me into the urn. When the police rushed in with guns raised, they froze in disbelief. I turned to Mom. She raised her head, laughed, and pointed into the air. "Look, Jenna has returned." I let out a soft, long sigh, as if I had finally released the last thread of attachment.

Reef asked, “How did you know about Mara’s switch? You mentioned her in the message. Were you watching the packhouse even recently?” Gideon nodded. “I have ways. Old contacts. Birds that carry messages. The forest has its own network if you know how to listen. I saw her change. I saw the honesty in her actions. That’s why I trusted her in the message.” Mara looked surprised but grateful. “Thank you. For seeing me when I was still trying to see myself clearly.” As darkness began falling, the sky slowly filled with thick storm clouds, covering the moon completely. Jordan instinctively looked toward the window. So did Gideon.

Gideon nodded inwardly. He began working, searching for where the fire poison was hiding. It would be hard for most physicians, but not for Gideon. First, his unique physique made him sensitive to fire poison. Second, he could lure it using his Earthcore Flame. The so-called fire poison was actually a seed of flame. To Jessica, it was poison—ravaging her body and threatening her life. But to Gideon, it was food. This was also why he had agreed to treat her. He wasn't some saint. Jonathan banging his head a few times wasn't going to move him.

Gideon spoke with a hoarse voice as if his vocal cords had been burned by charcoal. “Don’t play dumb with me! The book was auctioned off a year ago to a businessman,” Tyr revealed. “His family was then exterminated, and the book was taken away. It’s the Jackals’ doing, right? “You are born with the finest Sapphire Fate. It allows you to use the cultivation techniques in the book to quickly advance to the Demigod realm. I’ll consider sparing you if you hand over the book!” When Gideon raised his head, he looked extremely hideous. He said with a shrill laugh, “Tyr, you already have two books with you. How could you covet the third book? Why are you so greedy? You are not allowed to have this b

Because I chose to leave him. I put the watch in the cabinet box and looked back at the room I lived in for nine years for the last time. Yesterday, Gideon's mother told me some shocking news. “Gideon will marry the young lady of the Ermintrude family. If you're smart, get out of here quickly. Don't make yourself the butt of our jokes.” I endured Gideon's mother's disdainful eyes. For nine years, no matter how hard I tried, I could not please this lady. Right now, I won't pray for unworthy love.

Through the tinted window, I saw Bastien still on his knees, watching us leave, his figure growing smaller until the van turned a corner and he was gone. The drive was long and silent. Gideon sat across from me, not speaking, his gaze fixed on the tablet in his hands. He gave off an aura of immense, contained power, but also of a deep, unsettling stillness. He was a fortress. I was a refugee seeking shelter within his walls, and I had no illusions about the cost.