Gilbert Blythe Novels & Stories

I mumbled under my breath. He seemed to hear me clearly because he replied, “I want to be your lover, Scarlet. I don’t care. But remember, Scarlet, I’m not a gentle lover. I’m a very possessive lover. If someone dares to challenge me for your attention or tries to steal you from me, I won’t hesitate to strike him down.” I yawned, refusing to listen to a single word more of his nonsense. “Are you done? I’m going to sleep.”

“What…what did this?” I approached slowly, cautiously kneeling next to Caleb’s motionless form. His skin was ice-cold, unnaturally so. As my fingers hovered just above him, a chill surged through me, colder than ice, darker than midnight. I did not even need to touch him to feel the cold. My heart pounded furiously when suddenly, something appeared above Caleb’s chest, a faint, shimmering glow forming into words, elegant golden letters curling in the dim light. It is just the beginning. He is only the first.

His voice barely above whispers as he steps down the stairs, the stairs creaking under his weight. "The marriage will hold." "Congratulations Miss Daisy for winning my son's heart." Mr Gilbert Roberto said, as he shook Daisy Hunter's hand smiling gleefully. "Gilbert! What's the meaning of this…"

she said running back into her house. I wanted to go after her but I couldn't move, seeing my mate cry in front of me made me hurt and guilty that I was the one who made her hurt. I then found myself walking back to my castle, I walked to my room ignoring everyone. I sat on my bed, my vision started to get blurry and I felt water rolling down my cheeks. I, Aspen Xavier Mikealson has never cried and I never will. I wiped away the tears and walked towards the bathroom to take a shower because I stank.

Lucian said pleadingly. "I am willing to humble myself before you publicly to take her back. Just give us back our mate, please," He said, and I heard his voice crack and knew he was crying. "Men that cry are like little boys. Did you get her revenge? You invited a stranger to your home and let him go after he committed an offence at Scarlett's expense. His name isn't Gregory; he is Geoffery, and I have him in a cell for Scarlett's amusement. You do not deserve her, and you know it. It is best you leave and go face Garland. I am sure he is likely to spare your lives if you make him the same offer you just made me.

Perhaps if my limbs were working well, I would have danced and thrown leaves into the air. "Why did you do that?" I question Cal, as he clambers out after me, kicking the trap door that once concealed me closed. He turns, looking at me. In the light, he is so much more handsome. But something painful and deep set lies within his gaze, and I feel mildly sorry for whoever the woman is that has to crack him. That's why I decide not to question him on who he is. "It's my job. What my boss says, goes." "Who's your boss? Grayson?"

Unlike Calix and Riley, greeting her in a friendly way is not a problem because there won't be any issues even if we do that. "Blythe, I missed you" And just like usual, she gave me a light hug and returned my greeting "Yeah. i missed you too! By the way, this is sir Adellion, my escort" she said. The knight greeted me in a polite way and so, I also did the same Looking at this guy, he has a good appearance and a quite bulky body. I wonder, how did this guy made Blythe fell inlove with him? Blythe is actually a woman who's not prone inyo falling inlove to just anyone so I'm curious about what's great about this guy

Her face gradually turned gray but still she added, "Aunt Helly...she killed N-Natasha Halifax." She sucked her breath again, letting her father hugging her whilst being depressed about her situation. I'm worried about her life as well making me raised my hand at her telling her, "S-Stop... that's enough...okay?" Tears keep falling from her eyes, I thought she would listen to me but she uttered the name, "Art..." "Stop Blythe!" Gamma Benjamin cried. Max stood up, covering Blythe's mouth to stop her from speaking. She was looking at me, wailing and she fought the word against in Max's hand but I still heard. "He's alive..."

WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde Eye color: Blue Height: 163 cm Body type: Slender OFFENSE: Stealing West Colony’s property REWARD: Ten cartons of goods. Protection and be a citizen of West Colony. CONTACT US IMMEDIATELY “Fuck!” Dread bolted through me. “Have you seen that woman?” I stiffened and my hand tightened the hold on the poster. “Excuse me?” I eyed the man beside me. He had thick dark blond hair. Shorter than me in a few inches, but had a few pounds and had deep brown eyes, and there was something in those orbs that gave me unsettling chills. He was wearing a clean shirt for someone who came to trade.

“When we raided the witches' coven, we found a book about the soul stone. The name beside it was Nathaniel. There are plenty of Nathaniels in this country, but if this one is truly a vampire, he could be planning to steal that girl’s soul. Or who knows what else he is planning with that stone? We can’t allow him to keep it and trap someone inside it.” I couldn’t imagine someone or something being so evil as to trap someone’s soul so they could never move on and be at peace. The vampire and human servant I watched and listened to seemed like an average couple. They didn’t interact with people except for their one maid and a delivery man sometimes. And that was only the woman, Victoria. She wa