Miraculous Gabriel Agreste Novels & Stories

what was going on? “I will always come back sweetie,” Aranife assured Aracely stared at her with so much emotion and replied as her bottom.lip wobbled. “and what if you don't?” Aracely cried. Aramide couldn't do this. “Gabriel, go get the bear from Dared” She instructed the driver to get the bear from Dared who was waiting in front of the hospital building that was opposite them

His free hand stroked Lucy's head, soft blonde curls matted with dirt and blood. "He marked her," I stated, my tone softening, gesturing to the marks on Lucy's neck. Alistair was inside of her now. Just like he had marked me those centuries ago. Absolving the marked of any free will, turning them into a soulless plaything. "I can help you. Just put the rosary down, and let me explain." Gabriel stared at me, his teeth grinding together. His arms were trembling, either from adrenaline or fear. I couldn't tell. A sharp growl left his chest before he lowered the rosary. "Talk fast," he demanded, tucking the prayer beads into his pocket.

Alpha Gabriel couldn't help it but feel the high hopes and anticipation that the pack members had carried regarding the meeting, and Gabriel personally felt the burden of his role and duties for the meeting. About seven minutes before the meeting took place, Gabriel was all alone, he stood outside of his palace looking up at the night sky filled with beautiful stars. He was just observing how the moon slowly came out. The moon light created a soft, silver-colored illumination, which then produced elongated shadows on the ground. Thinking about his pasts in specific; the suffering he had inflicted on others and his love life he had lost. Beta Brent had approached Gabriel quietly, having an un

he asked, his deep voice steady yet tinged with anticipation. Amelia nodded vigorously, her chestnut hair cascading around her shoulders. "The Heart of Tenebris. It's not just mythology; it's our key to salvation." Her hands shook with adrenaline as she pointed to the heart-shaped symbol etched at the mural's center. "This sacred artifact—it's real, Gabriel, and it's here on this forsaken island." A slow smile spread across Gabriel's face, his green eyes reflecting a spark of hope for the first time in what felt like an eternity. "Then let us waste no more time," he said, standing tall, his muscular frame ready to spring into action.

>>HIDALGO SECRET MANSION<< Outside the mansion, the nurses were trooping out of the building as they went back to the hospital. Gabrielle has been revived back to life but she was still stuck in the web of shock; she's yet to accept the reality that her mother was gone. Presently, Lady Bellamy was trying to persuade Gabrielle into eating her food. However, Gabrielle has been voiceless all along. "Please, Gabrielle. You have to eat for the sake of your baby," Lady Bellamy pleaded with her.

"Don't you dare. Don't you dare complete it. My name is Gabriel." Why did he have a problem with me calling him Luciano? Staring into his cold eyes, I saw danger. A type I couldn't fathom. His eyes were locked on mine for the longest time. And I couldn't tear my gaze away from him either. I swallowed a hard lump that had formed in my throat, completely hypnotized by the spell he seemed to cast with his deep blue orbs. With a single stare, he was bending me to my knees, weakening me in ways I didn't like. And I badly wanted it to stop.

“Lucius, you were given the dagger of the archangel Michael and you just cast Melloch from Gabriel’s body. Just try. Please, that's all I'm asking.” Siegfried, Roman, and Armain glided over and knelt beside Gabriel. They rested their palms on his chest and closed their eyes. “Absurd,” Lucius sighed as he reluctantly rested his hands alongside theirs. “This will not work.” “I need you to be positive,” she told him. “Focus your mind on Gabriel being returned to us.” Lucius nodded and closed his eyes. “So be it.” Together they bowed their heads as Aurora asked God to return her beloved Gabriel to the broken body sprawled out on the floor.

Isabella, too, began to see Gabriel not only as her caregiver but as a friend and confidant. One evening, under the starlit sky, Gabriel gathered his courage and expressed his feelings to Isabella. He confessed his love, fully aware of the complexities and challenges that lay ahead. The princess was taken aback, her heart touched by Gabriel's sincerity and devotion. She had always dreamed of finding true love, but she had resigned herself to a life of solitude due to her condition.

“Oh, baby—are you hurt? Are you alright? Talk to me!” He shook his head against my chest, curls damp with sweat. “I’m fine…” He paused, his little body trembling. “But he’s not fine.” I froze. My grip loosened just enough for me to pull him back, my eyes narrowing. “Who?” Abriel’s tiny hand lifted, pointing behind me. My blood iced. I turned, following the small, trembling finger— And saw him. Gabriel. He lay sprawled on the ground, his body too still, blood seeping dark into the earth beneath him. His chest rose shallow, every breath a battle.

He smiled, but the smile faded as he remembered Gio’s actions. Agustin's face turned blank as he heard the name of his rival. “Gio Robles…” he muttered. Gabriel nodded, wondering how Agustin knew Gio. “He brought me from Spain to the Philippines, promising to help me find my mother. I went with him because I trusted him.” Gabriel wiped his tears and laughed softly, running his hand through his hair. “But that’s what I thought… He just turned me into his slave. He treated me like a toy, but he’s still not satisfied…”