Gilbert Nightray Novels & Stories

I kept it precise the way I kept most things precise, because precision was a tool and imprecision was a liability and I had not survived nineteen days in a northern corridor tracking vampire reconnaissance by being vague about who I was and what I was doing there. I was Silver Dawn. Field investigator. Four years of clean work and a handler who trusted me because I had given him reasons to. I had a theory about Highcliff Hold. And I was about to test it.

He pointed his index finger at Lux and was nervous, “Y-You … you turned out to be a neart user too!” On the other hand, Azura who was with the others. He smiled and said in his heart, “That's Lux I know. She is a strong and fearless girl.” The man who was tied up was the co-leader of the child abduction that took place in Heward and he was in the helicopter, he was shocked to see the incident happening right in front of his eyes. Zack is sitting on the chair to drive the helicopter. He noticed the man's expression was astonished and said, “Do you know what the Starlight organization is? That girl is the only girl in the Starlight organization.”

“Alright. But he better come back with an explanation!” The battle continues and gets bloody and gore with each passing second. With the ticking time of the loop of six and the current time when everything of this is happening. Lightning finally strikes, not to mess with anything, but to scream the agony and wrath that’s building inside Nate’s heart. “Nate. You have come. I know that you will be coming for me.” Gilbert’s twisted smile, with tears running from his eyes. With the lighting, the somehow fought against its thunder twin.

Death is a tragedy, and I’ll do anything to stay alive. Are you ready for the last ride of your life? Six has a gun to your head—what would you do? This isn’t a love story. It’s a death story. Find out more here Check out the Trailer Breach Book 1 His body was sin, his cock was sin, and I was a sinner. To keep myself safe I hide in the world and let life move around me. My new partner, Nathan, isn’t safe. Far from it. The darkness coils around him, hidden by a shield created by a blinding smile. But those who live in shadows see past the façade we create.

, I need the company of a beautiful woman tonight- the man looked with interest at the young woman behind the glass he had on his lips- He handed a ticket to the waiter, who put it in his pocket and bowed respectfully to the customer. Mary Christine, go with the man and this time do not let him go so easy, he gave an excellent tip, so treat him well- said the waiter- you know, if he asks you for sex, do it, he has to become a frequent customer of this place - Gilbert said - go with him.

[“But, Sir,” “What is it?” The man on the other end of the line sounded hesitant. [“I can't reach that person to confirm whether Narsha has been placed at that location.”] Gilbert nodded. “You don't need to worry about that. She must be in chaos so she hasn't had time to report back. Just focus on your task.” [“Yes, I understand.”] After the call ended, Gilbert slowly sipped his wine. Then, with a sly smile, he muttered softly, “It's time for you to meet your predecessor, Dexter.”

His breathing was getting a little irregular. “My parents want to see you. Are you free to accompany me back to Mountain City tonight?” Natalie’s hometown was in Mountain City and her family was not very rich. “Okay…” Gilbert did not refuse. His voice sounded faintly tired. “Did something happen?” Natalie asked keenly. “Nothing.” Gilbert shook his head as if Adrian's death had nothing to do with him. “I’m just a little tired.” “Don’t tire yourself out. Let’s enjoy the good food that my parents will make tonight.” Natalie smiled, wanting to comfort him.

Gilbert stared down at him with cold indifference, before removing a black silk handkerchief from his coat pocket and fastidiously wiping the blood from his face and shirt. Once he was done cleaning himself, he dropped the handkerchief to the ground, watching as it fluttered on the night breeze before gently landing on Abel's face, covering his ghastly mask of death. Again, Gilbert stepped leisurely over the body and began walking towards the mansion, whistling as he went. He had almost reached the library's French windows when another grisly howl sounded from inside, immediately followed by the sounds bodies being thrown around in a confined space. Gilbert halted just outside the windows an

***** In his room at the Cruz Estate, Gilbert smiled, finally closing his laptop, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Had no idea she's indeed devoted," he muttered to himself, a plan forming in his mind as he finally allowed himself to rest. His watch on Lyriel was over. He was convinced. “I’ll be able to use her… and once Damien is out of the picture, I’ll make her mine,” he muttered, the smile on his face darkening.

Dylan snapped. “Yes, sir… I’ll find him,” Gerald replied, but his hands trembled slightly as he worked. Meanwhile, across the city… In a quiet room, Nardy’s small fingers flew across his own keyboard. The security traps Gerald set up? Child’s play. Nardy’s face was cold and focused as he bypassed the firewalls, clearing every obstacle effortlessly. “Ridiculous…” Nardy muttered, unfazed by the so-called ‘expert’ trying to trace him.