Gilbert Von Obsidian Novels & Stories

Tyler was gently observing the discussion between Damon and his business partner when his phone vibrated in his pocket. Gently, he brought it out, only to see Debby's message. His mood changes instantly, but he needed to control himself. For him to raise his head, he did share eye contact with Damon. Even though Billionaire was wearing black eyeglasses, he already spotted that there was a problem. Stylishly, he removed the eyeglass and signaled Tyler with his index finger to go closer to him. He waited not for another person to understand what he did and started wiping the glass with his white handkerchief. Tyler matched to him, following his back.

She just needed to think and after sometime,it seemed like she had remembered and then, she curiously spoke. "Wait! Wait! Wait! Do you mean Mr. Evidence Anderson? The owner of the Evidence condom companies Limited? The youngest billionaire? is that whom you are talking about?" she asked and Crystabel nodded. "Yes, he is." Crystabel replied. "Hmmmm… So, what about him? What happened?" Anita asked. "I met with him yesterday." Said Crystabel. Anita, hearing that, was shocked and surprised as she could now feel her ears stand to hear more.

But when Carl mentioned reign and history, she remembered the hidden treasures of this kingdom and mostly wanted to know if it had any more information about Gabriel that he hadn't revealed. “We rise from the dark and slowly we'll consume the world.” Elsa read the top bold line on the page and saw a picture of a king named David Winston (4,000 years ago died in a battle) “Is Gabriel also Winston? Because this man will be his great-great-grandfather,” Elsa murmured. She started to read and felt the violence was hard to abide by. David Winston was the first Vampire king who won ten kingdoms after defeating the Dragon king Marcus III and the werewolf king Pyrus, the blood hunter.

Victim of His Obsession By: bleed4more Prologue I really don’t think that I will be in this situation. I wasn’t prepared for this, I knew to myself that I’m not that good to be admire this much. I never wanted to be like this, to become a fool by myself. My name is Xencia Enclovia Morcos, I am being rejected by anyone. Trying to fit in, but it doesn’t suit me. Insecure, judge by the others, low level woman and a no one. That’s how I see myself.

“Why do you think your stalker is doing this? What's in it for harassing you?” I had asked myself that question a million times. "Destroy my life," I replied. “Who would be interested in destroying your life?” “Fernando.” Paola gave Fernando one more point. “Who came into your life before the bullying started?” “Ezra.” “Do you know someone who is obsessed with your physique?” I forced my mind to think and achieved nothing. "No one that I know of," I commented. “Are you sure it's a man?” “I don't know, I can't be sure of anything but I don't think it's a woman. I have no enemy.”

[Obsidian Veins] The smell of scorched flesh and ozone was so thick I could taste it on the back of my tongue. I looked down at the surgical tray, where a jagged, bloody mess of bone and muscle had been replaced by a gleaming, predatory limb of dark obsidian and silver-tech. Dante hadn't just survived the surgery; he had sacrificed the last of his human warmth to become something I could no longer recognize.

“Those men are Obsidians.” “Obsidians?” “Yes. Obsidian is a rogue who owns half of this city. He’s one of the three rogues who are like gods in this place.” I don’t know anything about these rogues, but for me, they are still rogues. Weak and stinky. “So what? They don’t know me. I can sashay in there and take a peek.” “You can, but let’s wait for a while and observe the situation. I have a feeling that Lia might be involved with them.”

children he had seen in the London slums—the ones Arthur had designated as "Trash." The gold walls of the Sovereign-Prime began to groan. The liquid obsidian in the pipes started to boil. Arthur’s marble skin cracked, revealing a core of glowing, orange data. "Error," the ship’s AI whispered. "Emotional overflow. Symmetry compromised." The Obsidian Infection: Meilin’s Gamble Back in the valley, the liquid obsidian reached the moonstone flower. But it didn't consume it. The Ghost-Meilin stepped out of the petals, her silver form expanding until she was ten feet tall. She didn't fight the obsidian; she Infected it. She poured her "Vance Noise" into the liquid, turning the black sludge into a s

"Anyone can talk big. If you really can get the Eldorian Scroll fragment, be my guest! Caspian said with a smile. Sylvia and the others looked at Gilbert disdainfully. Gilbert was angry. Once he obtained the Eldorian Scroll fragment, he would surely kill Caspian! "All of you, go!" Gilbert said to the expert martial artists. Everyone was speechless. Gilbert had proclaimed loudly that he would go, but now he was afraid of going ahead. "Mr. Shane, since Shadow Gate is so powerful, you can go ahead first!" "That's right. Or are you afraid, Mr. Shane?" "My leg's cramping up. You go first!"

"If I got to choose, I'd never want to see you again in my life." She was not hiding how much she disliked him. Silver Obsidian had been helping out with the investigation since he got caught, and he found out about Helma and her baby girl. He felt really bad about it. In a quiet voice, Silver Obsidian said, "I'm sorry. Glacier was just a test thing at first. I got booted from the lab and didn't see it coming when they changed it and sold it, hurting a lot of people..." Helma thought his excuse sounded pretty lame.