Goddess Gabriella Feet Novels & Stories

As I moved to step away from the throne, but quickly realized that my feet were no longer working the same as they had just moments ago. Looking down at my feet, I quickly realized that my feet were hovering inches above the floor, and with a bit of fear in my voice, I say to the angels, “Um guys, what the hell is this?” Gabriel let out a slight chuckle, before he moved to my side and said, “Powers from being a Goddess.” As he steps around me stepping down from the throne, like what he said to me answered my question.

Fifteen minutes later, Gabriella appeared. He watched her climb out of the silver Mercedes convertible. She approached with a lazy confidence that invited men to be seen as whole. He neutrally admired her black top that showed off her flat stomach and waistline. The tight-fitting jeans were held low by a thin black belt. Her low-heeled black boots crunched on the gravel until she stopped right in front of him. Her wine red lips parted in a professional manner. "Eric." Her eyes burned, but her voice was cold. "Nice to meet you again."

Xavier brushed his lips against Gabriella's tender earlobe as he asked in a low, husky voice, "Haven't you discovered my specific fetishes that evening?" Gabriella was so incensed that she roared, "Xavier!" Xavier shushed her, holding her close as he gently slipped off her high heels. He then proceeded to carefully dress her in the nude-colored stockings. His hands subtly brushed against Gabriella's skin, causing her to shudder faintly.

Powerful. “You’ll do,” he said evenly. Gabriel yanked her toward the door. The asymmetrical straps of her silver dress hung unevenly on her shoulders, apparently threatening to fall at any moment to reveal her amazing breasts. He knew it was only a cunning artifice of design, but as they walked towards the guests, and he heard the sound of her six-inch-high silver stiletto heels beside him, Gabriel watched men get whiplash from turning their heads to gawk at her.

“Do you think if your necklace is goddess connected that you might be able to ask her what’s going on? Maybe like a mind link or something?” Sonya thought for a minute and looked up at him “I don’t know. That’s a good idea. Maybe I’ll give it a shot.” Sonya put her feet on the ground and her hands in her lap before clearing her head. Once she felt that she was centered enough and her head was clear she tried to reach out to the moon goddess. After several failed attempts she could feel a connection being made.

She turned slowly, and caught a pair of blue eyes staring back at her from the doorway. "How long have you been standing there?" Alexa asked, fumbling with the dress. "Doesn't matter my dear, that dress was made especially for you." Gabrielle complimented, his eyes all over her body. "You didn't see me naked did you?." "What if I did?" Gabrielle snorted. "I've seen you naked before remember?" Alexa looked embarrassed. And to think that it was this moron that deflowered her. Gabrielle wasn't wearing anything, except for a black trouser. His chest was bare, exposing his magnificent abs . Alexa's cheeks flushed from the sight of his muscles, reminding her of the Greek gods she read about in her

she declared and immediately she felt the mate bond severed, Gabriella turned around to escape from the sinful room. Plunging into the dark night with broken pieces of her heart in hand, she was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t bother to stop a taxi. She walked past the bus station like a mad woman. Her hair looked chaotic from constant scratching and her shoes were wet and covered in mud. Gabriella walked for hours subconsciously, lost in thought and questioning the moon goddess about her life. At one point, she tripped over and lost one of her shoes but she didn’t stop walking.

Amelia's POV Mature content ahead: Leaving the bathroom, my gaze remained fixated on the engagement ring adorning my finger. Lost in its glimmering beauty, I didn't notice the person in front of me until I bumped into them. I looked up, and a smile spread across my face as I realized it was Gabriel. The transformation in him had been remarkable; his newfound kindness was endearing. A sudden urge to hug him overwhelmed me, and I wrapped my arms around him, resting my head against his chest. Rising up on my toes, I could just barely reach his chest; he was so tall.

From there, we climbed. The peak known as the Goddess’s Tear was thirty-two thousand feet above sea level. It was a jagged, brutal spire of black ice and ancient granite that pierced straight through the cloud cover. The air was so thin it tasted like copper, and the temperature hovered at a terrifying forty below zero.

I fire back, feeling proud of my comeback. "You think I am insecure? Says the girl who can't even defend herself. The girl who went from grace to grass and the idiot, who's trying to copy her sister in every way. Listen carefully Gabriella, if you dare, I repeat, if you dare to challenge me, I'll put you six feet under without any remorse so be warned baby sis cause I'm not playing around. See you never I hope." She threaten, gets up and when she was about to walk away I stop her.