Lil Gideon Novels & Stories

You can't even have a baby! I snorted. "Yeah, I'm definitely not like you, still getting pregnant at your age." "You… You… I'll kill you, you bitch!" Lily lunged toward me, reaching for anything she could use to hit me. However, Gideon quickly intervened and stopped her. He was still trying to get me to give money to these lazy homeless people, hoping to get a good reputation and a big payout. How pathetic. Even now, he couldn't let go of his obsession with the system.

The moonlight cast eerie shadows across the deserted lot as Lysander and Kylie approached, their senses on high alert. They slipped inside through a broken door, the silence broken only by the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls. Lysander’s hand tightened around the gun tucked into his waistband, ready for anything. A figure emerged from the shadows, and Lysander recognized Gideon immediately. He was thinner than Lysander remembered, his face gaunt and eyes haunted, but there was a steely determination in his gaze. “Lysander,” Gideon said, his voice low and urgent. “I’m glad you came.”

"He loved you, Lady Lilith." Lilith smiled sadly. "I know." "That's what hurts the most." She placed both hands over her stomach again; it was really happening, their child will only know about the father through stories. The older guard gently helped her stand properly. "We should go, Cole has quite the temper, he could cut our salaries for bringing you in late." She didn't move, instead she looked up sadly. "What has he been doing?" The guards were silent for a short while.

“He wants you to react. Don’t give him the satisfaction.” I was trying. I really was. But Liam had a way of peeling at the layers I kept so tightly wrapped. His superiority complex, that smug confidence—like everyone was beneath him—was a firestarter I didn’t need today. “You’re lucky there are witnesses,” I muttered. “No,” Liam said, voice dipped in challenge, “you’re lucky you’re still tolerated.” Before I could move, Gideon placed a firm hand on my chest, grounding me. “Breathe,” he said. “Not here. Not now.”

Darius: The moment the conference doors shut behind us, Liam rounded on me. His jaw was tight, his wolf bristling just beneath his skin. “What the hell are you playing at?” His voice was low, sharp, so no human ears could catch the venom in it. “Of all the placed that you decide to show yourself, you’ve been hiding like a coward, pretending to be nonexistent when you had your men in here all along.”

On the distant mountain peaks, the champions observed intently. "Very strong!" Dominic remarked. The other champions could not deny that Willis and Lyle were indeed powerful. In a confrontation with them, the outcome would likely be evenly matched. However, they had unfortunately encountered Gideon. He was no ordinary prodigy—his abilities defied conventional standards. "Die!" Lyle and Willis roared in unison. Gideon's face betrayed no emotion, resembling a serene lake. His hands were clasped behind his back as he confidently took a step forward. With each step, the two lights that had been fiercely glowing in his fists disappeared without a trace.

she stated matter of factly then asked if Gavin could hold his grandson. Handing my pup over to my dad I watched his eyes widen along with his smile. “He's a hybrid like his father. What did he name him?” “Ciaran Finn Landers,” I answered and my dad nodded. “It's old Irish. Gideon must be from that area,” he commented and I nodded. We all turned to the door being flung open and watched a bloodied Gideon coming back inside. “He is no longer an issue and will not be antagonizing any of us any longer. Excuse me while I go take a quick shower,” he announced as he strode past us.

"It means you are celebrating too early. You think you won because you have a warehouse and a title. You think Gideon is happy hauling bread for a baker. But Gideon Moore was not built for Linden Row. He was built for the tower." "He chose this life," I said. "He walked away from your empire." "He is suffering from a fever, Amara. A temporary fever of redemption. He thinks if he stays in the dirt long enough, he will be clean." She leaned closer to the glass. I could see the fine lines around her eyes. "But a man like Gideon cannot live without power. Right now, he is a joke. I hear the associates record him on their phones. They laugh at him while he unloads fruit. How long do you think his

"Oh, yea. I tracked the prototype from the company where it was made, to Pinnacle where Shoten signed for it. From there I had no clue, until the makers informed me of a trackable anti-theft chip. They told me as long as it is turned on, it can be tracked, even without internet. So at this moment, they are tracking it. When it comes online, they will let me know." Carter was impressed. He had found that KK was 3 years younger than Leo and himself, but the kid was smart and intuitive. He had done some background on Kaden Kirby when they hired him, checking into his past. Carter was shocked to find that Kaden had been abandoned as a child by his parents and grew up in an orphanage until he tu

Or it had been, until they’d told Samon Lity to go fuck himself. Timothy Gal. The name tasted like metal in his mouth. In the bar, the kid hadn't even flinched when Lity’s name came up. Zero recognition. That made Lity a liar. The "Siren" of the Nash Rebellion wasn't just some thief who’d seduced a mobster’s son; he was something else. Something that made Gideon’s pulse hammer against his ribs in a way that wasn't just about the hunt.