Gilbert Blythe X Reader Novels & Stories

Earl said and went out of the chamber. Blythe smiled "I could've killed you if I wanted to..... But you might be helpful......" She said and went back to her chamber. She laid down on her bed. She thought if the prophecy will indeed come through. Will she truly die in Roxanne hands? "No!!!" She said loudly. Elmer suddenly appeared in her chamber. "Daughter, follow me" He said and stretched his hand forward, Blythe go up and placed her hands on his and they both disappeared.

I dialed her number, but she didn’t answer; when I tried again, Blythe answered the phone. "I’m sorry for keeping you waiting; I’m almost there." "Ate..." As soon as I heard Blythe’s shaking voice, all of my tiny hair sprang up. Something didn’t feel right. "Blythe…" "A- Allerick... ate Gemma..." "Why? What happened to Allerick? " "Ate... please... please hurry... I- I don’t know what to do anymore. My hands..." "Blythe, speak slowly. I’m not sure what you’re saying."

I heard her sobbing behind me and drove home. The house was empty when I returned so I wandered through the silence like a ghost. In the bedroom, I found her phone on the nightstand and beside it was the gift box. The one she'd given me weeks ago, I'd been waiting for her to come back so we could open it together. Because I believed she would come back. Elena’s pov The news about Blake and Lydia dominated every channel. "Alpha Candidate Blake's Marriage Collapses at Elder Gathering." "Shocking Confrontation: Blake Attacks Fellow Wolf Over Former Mate."

"Of course, Miss Blythe. Señorito looks too formal and scary most of the time, but if you observe him thoroughly you will see that he's not the complicated type." True enough. Since he met Zandro, their every encounter has always been taking her breath away and so is her heartbeats. What she read in the magazines influenced her a lot through the years until that night... Never once have any of the magazines' folds shared about the ruthless attorney's romantic side. It's surprising yet, it made her the happiest woman at that moment. After preparing everything, Blythe went upstairs to take a shower and changed into her favorite white dress. Madam Adelaida is nowhere around so it's safe to be h

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”love what are you talking about “I screamed “ I don't love sin !” I tried to look away as my heart clenched at my words. Blythe clinched her fists til her knuckles were a creamy white color. In it's wake is only a cold emotionless presided within her eyes. “I seen you everyone seen your brazen scene. Have you no shame?!”she screamed “Blythe you have this all wrong I'm not giving eyes to sin were just friends. Nothing more “ I stated as she paced the small bathroom

And as everyone spins out ideas I go very still, my breath coming short in my chest because… Because as far as I’ve come in this Academy, and despite everything I have learned, I am definitely, definitely not ready to be alone in the woods with a stranger without any of my Alphas by my side. What – what on earth could Blythe want with me? Does Blythe – like Wright – want me dead? “Hello Team Sinclair,” a smug voice says behind me. As one, each of my boys goes silent and turns towards that voice, snarls breaking from between their teeth. Slowly I turn to look up at Redman Blythe. At my Captain. “Hey, Clark,” Blythe says, ignoring all the murderous glares from the Alphas all around me, smirkin

She continued wearily, "I worked so hard to get you out of that cave. You can't be so negative, or else everything I did will all be for naught." Gilbert stared at her bloody palm without talking, and his eyes became teary. 'She doesn't even love me. Why would she do so much for me? What's going on in her mind?' Even though he did not understand many things, he did not dare to ask her, afraid of not getting the answer he desired. He preferred leaving some room for his imagination rather than getting the answers that would hurt him. The cold wind blew by, and countless snowflakes fell on them. Soon, their bodies were covered by a layer of snow, yet they lay on the ground, unmoving as if they

Theodore crossed to it. Mrs. Blythe stayed in the doorway. Violet noticed that too. “You’re not coming in?” Violet asked quietly. The older woman’s face was pale in the lamplight. “I have already stood in this room enough for one lifetime.” Violet’s stomach tightened. “What does that mean?” Mrs. Blythe did not answer. Of course she did not. Violet turned back just as Theodore lifted the blanket. A piece of paper lay beneath it. Small. Folded once.