Gilbert Von Obsidian Novels & Stories

Originally, Genad was to break out of the illusion many years later before eventually getting what he wanted but they had no choice but to bump that up, because if Zero had been a moment later then Dina would’ve been done for, talk more of in years. “Master, where are we?” Feral inquired curiously as he gently played with the golden panda in his hands to a certain person’s annoyance. “The demon realm,” Genad answered casually before pulling out a round-like item, its size was around that of a medium-sized ball and its body was pure obsidian color with a large symbol—‘VR’, written on it with white. Placing the VR in front of Feral who stared at it strangely, he asked, “It won’t respond to me

As the feminine man waved his hand, Dragonslayer landed on the feminine man's palm. "Kill him! It's useless keeping him alive." Looking at Gilbert's surprised face, the feminine man sneered. Not everyone could become a servant of the survivors of the Inuit. Although Gilbert's status was noble, in the eyes of the feminine man, he was nothing. The next moment, Kevin suddenly attacked, and a trace of shock and anger appeared in Gilbert's eyes. Facing the fierce Kevin, he did not dare to neglect it. He knew that it was likely that he would not be able to escape today. He could not deal with Kevin alone, and there was a feminine man whom he could not see through. Therefore, the ending could be p

However, I always hated suspenders-wearing men, so I had him spied too, just in case he squeaks to anyone. “You can leave now, Gilbert,” I said while moving to one of the opened crates. There were six life-sized boxes delivered, and Geralt already opened one for me. My attention moved to a jagged part of the meteor peeking behind the bubble wrap. It was as I remembered it to be: a color metallic black with flecks of blue. It looked beautiful under the naked eye, but deadly under my werewolf vision. “Of course, Master Eros,” Gilbert answered while lowering his head. “But I’ve heard you operate a killer club and casino inside your lair. If you permit, I would like to visit and spend my earning

“I, Gerard Ramirez, assistant to President Drago Caracas of Obsidian, demand entry to the laboratory. I am obliged to carry out my duty for Operation Golden Blaze. Once driven, forever Obsidian.” Nothing. Silence. “I, Gerard Ramirez, assistant to President Drago Caracas of Obsidian, demand entry to the laboratory. I am obliged to carry out my duty for Operation Golden Blaze. Once driven, forever Obsidian,” Señor Ramirez repeated, this time with a hint of desperation in his commanding voice. Still nothing.

"He had been with you for many years. Would you fire him just for a case of wine?" Gilbert sneered and laughed at himself, "How do you know I won't? After all, I am the most ruthless person!" Kisa looked right into his eye. "You... won't." Although she did not deny he was heartless, she was sure he would not fire Davian for a case of wine. Gilbert raised his head and chuckled, "It seems like I'm not completely ruthless in your eyes." "Okay, this wine thing is over. I won't take it even if you really did get a whole case of this wine."

“You think I will abruptly withdraw my charges from court two days before the trial begins?” Sebastian sighed. “If you are not willing to do it for the money, then perhaps you can do it for the sake of the legacy and empire of the only man who treated you like his own daughter.” He said. “And for the sake of the love we once shared.” Olivia was torn. Her memories of Gerald Gilbert were very clear. He was a tall, bulky man with green eyes and the widest smile she had ever seen. Gerald was kind, confident and funny. For a man who owned a multibillion dollar empire, he was very down to earth.

Her touch was cold, colder than death itself, yet so oddly comforting. “You’re so close now, Giovanni,” she whispered, leaning into me, her breath cool against my neck. “Everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve suffered for, it’s finally within reach. The young boy's body really did help me. It is a shame that he had lost himself. It is a shame that he fell for my voice. But he came to my benefit. Caleb was his name, wasn't it?”

Then, he quickly added, "You can tell me how much you want. We can even trade our items with each other. Either way is fine." Gerald was expressing his utmost sincerity to Theo. Even if he would suffer from some losses, he was willing to take it. Theo furrowed his brows in confusion. Then, he asked, "What is that?" "The Obsidian Flame Grass!" Gerald repeated. Theo frowned again and shook his head, saying, "Mr. Whitlock, forgive my ignorance. I've never heard of the object that you've just mentioned."

Juniper interjected harshly. She stood nearby, and hearing Sunny speak ill of the elderly couple made her seethe with anger. Who was Sunny to speak so disrespectfully about her soon-to-be in-laws? She could only imagine how much arrogance Sunny possessed. "Some third-tier family shouldn't speak when first-tiers are talking," Sunny replied provocatively. "Some first-tier, I see. So what? Do I look like I care about your so-called 'first-tier'? I don't. Especially not from a two-faced white lotus like you," Juniper countered aggressively.

Isabella said. "Gilbert has nothing to say. He would not ask for an audience. He is not remorseful for what he did. He..." "You can't conclude without seeing him. I know Gilbert could be heartless and cold-hearted and I know he doesn't feel remorseful for anything but today I can tell you that I saw fear in his eyes for the first time. He must be sorry for what he did" He sighed. "I will wait and see" **