Gilbert Blythe Novels & Stories

“Ian, I don’t understand what you are trying to say.” Ian brought out his phone. “Come on, tell me what’s—“ He silenced her with a finger pressed to his lips. And played the file that was sent to him. It was a recording! The deep voice began. "Good day, Mr Ian Bryant. I am sending this recording to share a few things I know about a woman named Ria Robert. I know you are pretty close to her but she is worth nothing at all. Why are you wasting your time helping an opportunist like her? Well I don’t blame you because it seems that you don't know who she really is. I mean her true colors. I will tell you who she is now so you will stay away from her or else you might end up losing everything you

Soundlessly Blythe shrieks as he tries to move, tries to step away from me and finds himself stuck in place. “The gentle queen?” I ask, my voice thick with derision. “Who sees the good in all people and just wants to heal and feed everyone, helping them grow?” Silence rings around us as Blythe stops fighting and turns his eyes away back to me, an appropriate amount of terror coming into his expression now.

"S-Sir, I know that I was wrong! Even if you kill me, that won't bring back your daughter! H-How about this? Your family is poor, right? I'll give you some money, and you can just have another child…" Another stab was the only response to his words. Blythe seemed to be purposely avoiding the vital areas on Mark's body, all so he could make Mark suffer more. "No matter how poor we are, there's still no way we would've sold our daughter's life for the sake of money! You think you're all that just because you're rich, huh? Well, all I care about is an eye for an eye! You'll pay for what you did!" Finally unable to stand it anymore, the enraged Blythe slashed his knife across Mark's eyes.

"I say you'll last more than a week while Caleb here, says you won't last a week" Caleb smiled awkwardly and touched the back of his neck. Bellona squinted her eyes and observed Evelyn. She seemed human and certainly didn't know that Zephyr was a wolf. It seemed like only a few people knew Zephyr's true identity. "You're the third one this month" Evelyn said, understanding Bellona's confusion.

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

I would have to have her as my servant I have my ways of getting what I want in this place. "Thank you little lady. What is your name?" I asked. "It's Millie." She said sweetly. "Millie, I love it. Guards leave us." I ordered. The guards did as I told them. They all know what happneed to one guard and a doctor. I had killed thm both and ate them. Baxter dosn't know of this but everyone else does, so everyone obeys me. Millie looked pretty afraid I'm sure she was told of me. But instead of leaving she came over to me undoing my straight jacket which I was glad because it was super uncomfortable. But she didn't remove my muzzle. "I'll um have your dinner ready soon Mr. Brian." She said as she

"But Yan—when you find her, don't try to save her. Don't try to understand her. Just... witness her. That's all any of us need. To be seen, one last time, as we really are." She turned. Tapped her way to the door. Stopped. "And check your eyes again tomorrow. Not because they’ll be gray. Because they’ll be brown. Because you need to remember that brown is yours." She left. I stood in the restroom. Alone. The broken mirror showed me three reflections, fractured, mismatched. All brown. All me. For now. I opened my notebook. Wrote: *Margaret. Y-0. The first. The blind see more.*

Proof of this strange mate of mine. The door to the cabin suddenly burst open, hitting the wall. There was knock at all. Then, a tall figure stood at the doorway. His face showed that he was a strict man. In a jiffy, the small room was filled with the scent of his sweet perfume and real power. He was older, his jaw set hard, but his eyes were the same blue. It was him, my assumed mate. He never looked at my mother nor at the doctor, but at me, his eyes travelling down from my face to the two bundles in my mother's arms. A small evil smile spread across his face.

He laughed then. “My ears have an antenna, Magi. I heard what you said to Corrine, didn't I?” "That's true. I'm one of the eyewitnesses, no!” "Could you just not interfere, Julia? I guess you want to be the one to bite the apple instead of that lechon pig, eh!" "You're rude!" And the two of you are already lying on the pillow. Dylan and Magi ran away. Why did Magi suddenly crave kimbap? So, because Dylan knows how to do that, Magi joins him in the kitchen to make her request granted. It's sweet, isn't it?

At this moment in time, the local police have not released the name of the driver, and have also been unable to confirm the identity of the unknown hero, but are keen to speak with her. A witness? Shit! I was so positive there was nobody else around last night. Oh my god! My mum is going to go ape shit if she puts two and two together! As I re-read the article I calm down a bit when I realize that no description has been given of me, and no mention has been made of how Tommy had managed to release his trapped leg. Who was this witness that had given such a vague description of me? It just didn't make sense. "Genie? Maisie was waving at me "You've been engrossed in that paper since you got he