Lil Gideon Novels & Stories

Xander lit the tobacco in his mouth, "The fewer people know about your real identity, the higher chance for us to move freely. It’s what you call a clean slate, Lilith." I kept sighing hearing petty excuses from him, or so I thought. I couldn't help but show my disappointment about it, "Those were innocent lives. Those were people. They had family, too. They weren't even connected to the Morgans, were they?" But he responded differently from what I expected. He laughed maniacally without any sign of remorse, "Innocent, you say? If only you had known who they were, I highly doubt you would even want them alive. Not even a single soul from those deserves to live. None!" he was berated.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Gideon chuckled, "Sweetheart, there is nothing to fear from an old man such as myself. I won’t tell anyone about you or your mates. Besides, I know better than to meddle with the will of the Goddess. I’ve seen way too many things to do that, that is for sure.” Lilly's eyes widened at Gideon's words, a mix of relief and lingering anxiety washing over her. She glanced between Kenny and Axel, who both looked equally stunned by the healer's candid admission. "You... you knew?" Lilly asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Gideon's eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief. "My dear, I've been around long enough to recognise the signs. The Moon Goddess works in mysterious ways, and it's not my place

I sat down and tapped the keys, my fingers moving by instinct. A notification was blinking on the main screen. No sender, no subject, just a video file. I clicked it. The screen flickered, then cleared. It was a small, concrete room with no windows, just a single chair bolted to the floor. And in that chair was Gideon. My breath hitched. He looked terrible. His face was a map of purple and yellow bruises. One of his eyes was swollen shut, and his hands were cuffed behind his back. But his other eye, the one that was open… was sharp. He wasn't broken. Not yet.

He notices the fear in her voice and sits down on the ground where he was, hoping it would make her feel a little calm. “I live a little far from here. I just got into a fight with my father and walked away. I kept walking and walking and walking until I looked up and saw the lights. I—I’m sorry. I am actually a little lost. I haven’t reached this side of the island before.” His last sentence piqued Leora’s interest. “Sounds like an adventure waiting to happen. Who are you again?” “Oh, uh, I’m Gideon Willows II. I’m named after my grandfather.”

“But money still opens many doors. And fear opens the rest.” I stared at him, my heart beating hard. “You won’t win,” I said. His smile disappeared. “I already won once. I stole one of your sons from birth and raised him under Alexander’s nose for two years.” My hands curled into fists. “Do not talk about Julian.” “Oh, but I will,” Gideon said, taking one slow step closer. “That boy was quiet and easy to control. Unlike Leo.” I lunged toward him without thinking. Eleanor dragged me back so hard pain shot through my neck.

“Hey, hey, hey. What is this?” He asks, pulling me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me. I sniff as the tears come. Clint picks me up, taking me to a nearby tree and sitting me in his lap sideways. He runs his thumbs across my cheeks. “Talk to me Lily bud.” “It’s just….it’s like losing my father all over again. Gideon is so proud to know that we’re a Guardian, but he knows he can’t be part of our lives because of my father. I didn’t just lose my dad, I lost Gideon too.”