Gilbert Nightray Novels & Stories

"Right after you went to check on the chairman." Gilbert ran a hand through his hair. "You all can go," he ordered. As the men started to leave, Gilbert called back, "Nicolas...find the remaining cameras. By eight tonight, I’ll tell you where to meet. We have a meeting." "Noted, sir," Nicolas said. He bowed his head once, then left with his men. Gilbert stayed behind in the office alone for a long minute, looking at the ruined light fixtures and the tiny lenses that had spied on them.

A long while later, he closed his hand, and the blood dripped down to the floor like a stream. Gilbert had drunk a lot tonight and ended up becoming disoriented. He stumbled out of the corner with a chillingly grim smile. He did not look at Davian and Felicity but walked straight toward the door. He wanted to see her and ask her if she had a heart and what else they could do for the rest of their lives—to keep on hating each other or there was a slight chance of reconciliation. He suddenly covered his face, as something warm spilled out of his eyes. he leaned against the wall in silence as he felt a lump in his throat. After a long, long while, when he finally removed his hand covering his f

Gilbert said, feeling frustrated. Nixon was stunned. Gilbert was from Shadow Gate. If it were anybody else, they would have already accepted his offer. How arrogant of the Morrison family! "Forget it. Since the Morrisons refuse to join us, we'll attack them after we get rid of Caspian!" Gilbert said. "It's getting late. Let's just carry on as discussed. I'll make a move first," Gilbert said before leaving the tent. After Gilbert had left, Nixon could not help but let out a laugh.

Almost immediately, something in her expression changed, as if she sensed there was still more. “But what else, Alex?” Her voice, soft yet urgent, reflected her cautious nature and her need to know everything—to understand. She couldn’t relax without the whole truth, no matter how terrifying it might be. Alex fell silent for a moment, staring at the ground as if the words were hard to say. Finally, he sighed and lifted his gaze, his seriousness making it clear that what he was about to say wasn’t something he had wanted to share. “Last night, I had an unexpected visitor,” he murmured, keeping his eyes fixed on Scarlett. “Zafira. The gorgon who tried to drown you.”

His eyebrows were raised up as if they were parts of his vocal organs. “You haven’t eaten the food I placed on the table?” Sarah said as she sauntered to the sitting room. “Yes, Sarah. I am going through this historical book. I will munch the food when I am done,” Gilbert said, and flipped to the next page. “What do you want to get from this photo book? It contains records of the past…,” Sarah said and sat down on one of the sofas. The sofa was very close to where Gilbert was sitting. Gilbert was muted for about six seconds. He finally spoke with gestures, “look at this picture; it’s the Lord of the Moon. My father told me the Lord of the Moon is magnanimous. My father also said he wanted to

I see her with her friend and she’s looking towards my area of the balcony. “This place is great. I have all of the devices set up. Let’s do this, the device flashes like a light when it’s getting a reading” I was going to leave but, now I am intrigued. Humans and their toys. They try communicating with the dead. It’s fascinating to watch. I don’t have a visual into the spirit realm but, generally, a lot of those speaking are demons not humans. I watch with Katherine as the device lights up. “Help” I hear a voice say. It sounds like one of the maids, I recognize it. Her name was Nadella. I miss that little lady; she was such a wonderful soul.

I blinked as a ray of sunlight came through the window. My eyes not yet fully open, my right hand reached for the gadget on the nightstand, fingering it lightly to see the time. When the flat black object was successfully grasped in my hand, I saw that it was exactly 6:15 am. It was still too early for me to get up. I usually set my alarm for 7 am, then head out to help prepare Gavin's family breakfast.

Max and Nora got into another one, while the guards got into the last one. The chauffeurs ignited the cars and they drove. Lily stared out the window and enjoyed the view, the city was beautiful at night. She was amazed by everything they came across that she hadn't seen before, Lily hadn't seen a lot of things before. Axel found her interesting to watch and he decided to stare, he couldn't get tired anyway, he never could. Lily is different, different from every other person he has come across. Her innocence amazes him every time, her way of doing things too included.

Nathan looked at him coldly and added, “You don’t need to bother about anything else.” “I knew you'd say that.” Tyler shook his head in exasperation and said in a low voice, “That man is called Gabriel Night. Aunt Wanda left him at the Golden Triangle when he was young. "He was trained to be a ruthless mercenary, and his expertise is assassination. He’s six foot two and has a square face. He has short hair and usually dresses in a hood.” Nathan took note of everything Tyler said. After Tyler was done, Nathan looked up at him.

Ayra replied. “She doesn’t know you are back. She has been living with me here. She thinks everything is going according to her plan. Richard here disguised himself as your Private Investigator, on Rose’s demand.” “What?!” Dimitri snapped. “Stay calm.” Ayra glared at him. His eyes widened at the way she glared at him. She hadn’t done that before. Never actually. She had difficulty in maintaining eye contact with him and now that same Ayra was glaring at him.