Tessa Gabriel Novels & Stories

Our gazes meet and I take a deep breath to ease some of my nerves. “My name is not Juliet,” I start, “my name is not masked girl. My name is not Mother Theresa. My name is Tessa. You don’t have to be an asshole to me all the time. I am tired of you treating me like shit. It’s unfair.” Tears rush to my eyes. Great, I’m going to cry in front of the jackass, give him more ammunition as if he doesn’t already have enough. “Don’t talk to me at all rather than talk shit to me each time you open that dirty mouth of yours.”

“Go with God, Gabriel.” Gabriel left in a hurry, dropping a kiss on her forehead and wishing her a good day with that sweet smile she was beginning to think of as home. When the door closed, silence draped the apartment like a veil. Celina sat at the table, grabbed her mug of hot chocolate and opened her laptop as she did every morning. It was her ritual—reply to comments, review yesterday’s work, post chapters, plan the next ones. While eating a slice of bread with jam, she opened a browser tab to check the news—something she’d been avoiding lately. But curiosity, or maybe some unconscious impulse, won out. And there it was, like a knife to the gut:

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"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

Isaac replies with a chuckle and then we are stepping inside the portal and within moments we are standing in front of a cosy cabin. A lady in her late 40s perhaps came out a while later. Her chestnut hair was tied back in a tight bun and she wore a pristine white maxi-style dress with small blue and pink flowers printed on it. “Isaac Renaud, to what do I owe you pleasure?” she asked with a radiant smile before her smile faltered when she took in his appearance. “You had wolfsbane, didn’t you?”

I approached the cabinet where I keep the files that John handed me before. My hands were shaking as I flipped the page and scanned the details of Angela. Then, I stopped after I read something. Tears were rolling down my cheeks as the papers fell on the floor. I was blankly staring at the wall while the information I had read slowly sank into my head. "Occupation...prostitute in the entertainment club," I whispered as I weakly bend my knees on the floor in disbelief.

He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.

Taurus tried to explain, but he couldn’t finish his words. "I am no queen in this kingdom, Taurus, but I can be a queen in my power, just to lead the upcoming war." Emily was dangerous, cold, and superior. She lifted her hand, showing her power. A glowing light stunned the two elites. Their eyes widened as Emily started to play with that small light in her palms. "Y-You... have the power of the Moon Goddess." Taurus stammered, too stunned by what he was seeing. "H-How did that happen?"

feelings pass through Santiago's face, the truth is she didn't understand how someone could be so open with a person she had practically just met. — But everything got worse when she became pregnant, while I was filled with happiness, she became hysterical, she did not want children and lose her figure, she did not want to have to give up parties, trips, she said that she was not born to have children or raise them — Santiago sighed remembering those difficult moments in his personal life — I tried to make her see that I would be with her at all times, that we would be a family. To which she replied that she should stop living in fairy tales and wake up, that now a baby only came to cry, an

Leo reached for me with his hands, his own eyes flashing Scarlett rushed in from a corner. “They cannot hide much longer!” She yelled, her voice shaking. “Those pups are too strong. I hope rogues will not find them out any time soon Then… as if Scarlett’s words called the devil, I smelled danger before I saw the harbinger. Cassandra. She walked in without knocking, feeling proud as usual, her dress looking too fancy for the ‘dirty Omega quarters’ I was. Her sharp eyes were flipping around the room until they stopped on the cribs.