Romans & histoires Miraculous Gabriel Agreste

But that was an impossible wish. Gabriella took a deep breath and pressed down on the door handle. The door cracked open, gradually swinging wide. Meeting Aster's gaze, for some reason, Gabriella's eyes reddened. "Grandma!" She hurried to the bedside, grabbing Aster's hand, trembling. "Grandma …" "Good girl." Aster affectionately clasped Gabriella's hand in return. "Grandma doesn't blame you." At the moment, seeing the deer-like eyes of Gabriella, Aster knew what she had been worried about. This granddaughter, seemingly calm on the surface, was, in fact, the most sensitive deep inside.

"I told you, Moonborn or not, your body isn't fully adjusted to the awakening yet. If Selene’s witches catch you tracking them through the spirit plane, they’ll snap your mind like a twig." "I had to see, Lucien," Gina insisted, placing her hand over her brother's. "Gabriel needs to know." "Know what?" The deep, rumbling baritone made everyone in the room turn. Gabriel stood in the doorway, his massive frame practically filling the entrance. His dark hair was slightly damp from training, and his jaw was set in that rigid, unyielding line Gina had come to recognize instantly. But as his dark eyes found hers, the harshness in his expression softened, replaced by an intense, consuming focus.

Because of how much I was bullied while growing up, I never believed in miracles, or the fact that someone could save me in my most dire situation. “I looked everywhere for you,” Gabriel says as he stirs the coffee in the mug in his hand before handing it to me, his hand slightly brushing mine. I murmur a quick ‘thanks’. “When I didn’t find you, I got the ill feeling that you were trapped in the South. The land of savages. So, every day, I spend some time around the border, hoping you’d come out alive or dead. Until I finally found you running in the woods. You passed out the moment I grabbed you. I guess I should have been a little gentle.”

She said as she pulled me inside. “Goddess have mercy!” My grandmother exclaimed as she saw me. “What happened to you, child?” She asked as she walked towards me. “There’s no time to explain it right now. She needs to shower and change.” Gaby said as she shoved me towards the staircase. “Well, hurry up.” My grandmother said and turned away from me to go back to supervising the others. I had just gotten under the shower when I felt Gavrael’s presence and nearly had a heart attack as he appeared right in front of me.

Soon they trekked a somewhat deteriorated yet full of grass ground. The after math of the war still not yet fully healed. The trees starting to grow somes are fully grown while others are yet making its life. Thanks, to Gabriel's ability and with the help of his spirit guardian the Mavis greeny ground came back to life. Who would Imagine that, Gabriel is one of the descendants of Neophrah bloodline. A natures gaurdian. "Where are we going?" He asked for the meantime. "You heard of the order right?" Nathan asked him.

Alpha Gabriel’s voice out, making my eyes shift back at him. “No, I am not, unfortunately.” I uttered trying to fake disappointment. “My group is just ordinary, Mother Earth didn’t bless us with such powers.”I continued with a sigh. “Hmmm….Interesting” Gabriel said scratching his short stubble. “Tell me little gipsy, how a nobody like you end up married to Kade Greystone?” He asked me, observing my every move. So he knew I married Kade. “I made a deal with him” I heard myself saying and Gabriel's eyes went wide surprised.

“Hey, baby, look who it is.” Gabriel was busy looking at the menu and was not paying attention to Gene. “What?” he answered but he’s still not paying any attention. “Baby, come on!” “What is it?” he said when she finally got his attention. “It’s Alexandra Nicole, the maker of Créatrice de Mode.” Gabriel looked more starstruck than Gene. He looked pale and was sweating like a pig. “O, hi! You’re the famous Gabriel Anderson. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

I start to pace around to calm my raging nerves. Theo stands up, gripping my arm harshly, stopping my movements "what the hell did you just say" he whispers in a low threatning voice, I gulp but don't back away "I said, I'm not your ma..." "You're more than a stupid mate Celeste" at this moment both my shoulders were now in his strong grip. "You're my everything my love, you're a part of my soul. I don't need validations from a goddess to claim you as mine!" his words are filled with arrogance, my eyes widen at his blatant disrespect towards our sacred goddess.