Gideon The Ninth Novels & Stories

Every step I take exuding a quiet confidence that commands attention. Peeta opens the door for me as I step in and the room is filled with the Japanese, their gazes fixed on me as I enter. I take a moment to soak in the atmosphere as I gracefully take my seat at the table, my eyes scanning the room, meeting each gaze with a calm yet knowing look. I smile to myself, confident that whatever the reason, I'm not leaving here without a sealing handshake. It's me, Nadia, formidable and unbeatable.

Her freedom is dangerous, especially with her desire to kill the only thing that's giving her reason to come back again and again to the land of the living. Her raging soul couldn't get the peace she have always wanted. The revenge she kept on wanting for the sake of her family keeps on haunting her, giving her the undying purpose of coming back as the strongest living nine-tailed among them all. She left Finn in search of Hiro. She went back to their hiding place, hoping that the body has been left by the other members of the team. Yna's body is stronger than her previous body, maybe because she was the daughter of the goddess. The remaining smell in the palace gives her the hint of the nex

Until the last one fell, defeated, he would fight. Sabin leaned forward, anchoring his weight on his knees as he laid his arms steadying himself. "Anything?" "Plenty?" Gideon said. "Nothing," Nora countered with a roll of her eyes. Gideon wasn't possessed like his siblings, but he was a rogue. Unlike Sabin, the man couldn't utter a single truth. Everyone in the room knew to believe the opposite of whatever he said.

Though I know I’ll have to. “This is Petra,” Wren says as I turn my attention back to her. She points out the girl next to her, who is the opposite of her in every way. Curvaceous still, but more bookish. More reserved. She waves shyly. “And this,” Wren adds, doing a flourish around him like she is a game show hostess, “is Reid.” Reid, the tall rugged-looking fellow, lets his golden-brown eyes flirt with me. I can already tell he and I won’t get along.

His heavy head dropped onto my shoulder, his forehead burning hot against my neck as he gasped for air, his teeth gritted so hard I heard them crack. “Dominic!” I screamed, my hands flying to his back, my fingers instantly slick with his hot, dark crimson blood. “I told you...” he choked out, a spray of blood hitting my torn collarbone as his fingers tightened into the fabric of my dress, pinning me beneath him. “Nobody... touches you.” “Target reloaded! Draw!” Gideon’s voice boomed through the mist, entirely devoid of mercy. “The King has chosen treason! Fire at will!”

James's POV I did not sleep that night. I lay on Leticia's bed with the wedding ring still clenched in my hand. "She could not have disappeared on her own," I rasped, staring at Giacomo, my eyes bloodshot. "A woman controlled by her family cannot bypass all our surveillance. Someone helped her." The door creaked open. A familiar scent entered the room, and for one fractured second my pupils eased. I turned toward the doorway with a rush of hope.

Third-Person POV Antonio couldn't shake the feeling that something felt wrong. He hadn't dreamed of Natalina in ages, but tonight, he dreamed of the look in her eyes during their last fight. It wasn't a look of hatred or resentment. All she had done was calmly stare at him, as if she was looking at a ledger that was written off. That calmness unsettled him. He picked up his phone to call her, but two notifications caught his eye. The first was an alert from the Ragusa Famiglia's intelligence network with the headline reading, "The Corradini Famiglia is set to seal a marriage alliance with a Famiglia in Nipalino."

He stumbled back, as if I’d raised a hand to him. “Dr. Hardy, I just wanted to apologize. You didn’t have to–” That was when I heard the sound of high heels clicking quickly down the hallway, and I instantly knew what this was all about. A second later, Joseph suddenly flung himself backward like someone had shoved him. He crashed to the floor, coffee spilling all over his coat. Annie appeared in the doorway right then and saw Joseph on the ground, soaked and groaning. Her face turned pale in an instant.