The Fallen Series By Gabrielle Sands の小説・ストーリー

I want to make sure you’re safe because of my background whoever is around me is always in danger from my past. Your mate Jaz

He followed the footprints to get to Eren. “You won't be able to run away from me Eren! You know what my special ability is right?!” shouted Jacob trying to intimidate Eren. With his special powers, Jacob tries to chase after Eren. He ran very fast and almost caught up with Eren who was walking in the thick grass. "Got you, Eren!" said Jacob as he continued to run fast. When he got very close to Eren, suddenly... "Brakkk!" Jacob fell so hard he rolled over. The gun he was carrying fell somewhere.

From the look in her eyes, you could tell she had to be around Azz’s age. “OK! WHO BROKE-!?” She suddenly noticed me and her eyes widened, “it?” Azz introduced, “Fayda, this is Gabe. He is a fallen angel. Gabriel came here not long after you left.” I started to panic a little. Was she talking about the shelf that I broke? Now that I think about it.... How did I break the shelf like that? She suddenly got this calculating look as she stared at me, “Never mind.” The healer then came towards me, “Jeez, Azz, can’t you send me a letter about these things…”

CATRIONA I dropped my hands in shock as Sandra's words hit me like a ton of bricks. "He murders his mates." The weight of her statement overwhelmed me, leaving no room for coherent thoughts. Before I could process it further, Gabriel abruptly grabbed Sandra by the neck, choking her. Everyone who had been minding their business gasped in shock as others began disappearing. Despite struggling to breathe, Sandra managed to speak. "Are you going to kill me like those other women?" "You've crossed the line, woman," Gabriel growled. In an instant, he snapped her neck.

I’m wearing boxers and nothing else, and I’m still covered in grime and dust. How am I here? I look down at my bloody hands, blood that isn’t mine. Blood that belongs to a man I can no longer call the Grand Wizard because he’s dead, which makes me… Fallon is sitting on the storm-swept beach watching the sunset. Her hair lifts off her shoulders in a calm, warm summer breeze that’s not my doing. The air feels lighter somehow. The clouds drift high overhead, revealing the first stars blinking into existence against a pale periwinkle sky. The sun drops below the horizon, casting its final rays in shades of crimson.

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.

The truth had spilled, and now everything was breaking—Catriona’s trust, Gabriel’s silence, my control. But Abriel’s cry came again, tearing me from myself and sprinted after them. When I reached the clearing, the world seemed to collapse. Sandra was sprawled across the dirt, blood streaking her cheek, her eyes dazed. And in the center—Catriona and Gabriel—fighting, clawing, but being pulled back, dragged by creatures I’d never seen before. Tall, thin, their limbs too long, skin pale like ash stretched over bone. Their faces twisted, hollow eyes glowing faintly, mouths stretched in eternal snarls.

“You are smarter than you look, Giovanni. Yes… Gabrielle must bleed. Just a drop, and the seal breaks open. Then you will find your beloved Crystal waiting inside alive, for now.” I covered my ears, but it didn’t help. His voice was inside my head, crawling under my skin. . Giovanni caught me before I hit the ground. The ground seemed to spin under me. My eyes blurred, and everything around me sounded from a far distance. I tried to stand steady, but my legs shook. My hand slipped from the wall I used to support my body, and before I knew it, everything went dark as I fell. “Stay with me,” Giovanni whispered. His hand cupped the side of my face, keeping me awake. His wolf eyes burned gold, f

“And yet, every time I look at you, you’re already halfway to falling.” My throat closed. There it was. The thing neither of us was ready to say but both of us already felt. We were falling. Wrong timing. Wrong people. Wrong everything. But falling anyway. I shook my head. “I can’t do this.” “You already are.” That broke something. “I’m not Gabrielle,” I snapped. “I don’t play games. I don’t know how to twist knives while I smile.” “No,” he said. “You just aim them straight at my chest. And they hit every single time,”

"No news. I tried something stupid today and lost what little I had left." Silence on the other end, then a slow exhale. "Okay," she said. "Okay. We'll think of something else." "There isn't a something else, Stella. I've tried everything. The car, the gym, the pawn shop, and now this, and I've got nothing left to try." "There's always something else," she said, steadier than she probably felt. "We just haven't found it yet." I didn't answer, because I didn't believe her, not really, not the way I used to believe her when we were kids and she could still fix things just by promising they'd be fixed.