Ultrakill Gabriel X V1 Novels & Stories

*Zing! Mirozlav exerted pressure on Gabrielle's AB Saber, forcing her to step back. The air around them grew frigid, causing the vapor within the arena to frost over. "Rime Slayer was undoubtedly a monster. I have no regrets about putting an end to him. So, are you seeking vengeance for him?" Gabrielle stepped back, maintaining a calm demeanor as she pointed her saber forward, ready for the continuation of their clash. ...He knows the name of my Sika. There's no room for doubt anymore...

I whispered again when I heard a noise coming form outside. My heart skipped a beat as I stared at it and yet I knew that it was not him, I didn’t hear his car, and I couldn’t feel his scent. “Please,” I whispered. “Gabriel died because he didn’t plan well, he thought he could come to you without even thinking about it and he thought he was smart enough to of that, I am not fool and I am not going o die, if I bring you home, I will be the hero and I want that, but I gang be the hero if I am dead,” Killan explained and I nodded

“Shut up! You're not the boss of me! You didn’t support me in my time of need. You don’t even have a name! You're just a useless voice in the background.” I hear a sudden loud growl, vibrated though me, and it startles me. “My name is Gabriel. I am a warrior!” She growls. “Kyle is only our first chance, mate. You will become a warrior as well, and eventually we will need to leave this pack and one day find our second chance, mate.” She says in my head.

Gabriel did not take it—he straight-faced Everest, who was slightly shorter than him in height. "I don't think twice to crush your skull if you don't move." Gabriel threatened with a growl. His eyes were sharp and overpowering. Some of the Levantine wolves looked doubtful and daunted by Gabriel's attitude. Gabriel is famous for his extraordinary strength. He is one of the most robust wolves of the famous Xander clan.

Another lurched behind it. Gabriel stepped past Evelyn and drove the blunt end of his axe into its knee hard enough to fold the leg backward. The infected hit the ground face-first. Before it could claw itself upright, Gabriel brought the axe down again. Not dramatic. Not wasteful. One hard strike, then he was moving, already looking for the next one.

“The arm is a declaration of war. Killing your asset. The photo is the threat. He’s identifying his targets. He’s saying he can reach them.” Dimitri finally moved, laying Luka’s arm back in the box with a grim finality. “He already has.” My phone vibrated in my pocket. An unknown number. The ice in my veins turned to fire. I swiped to answer, putting it on speaker. “Hello, brother.” Gabriel’s voice was a symphony of smug malice, tinged with that theatrical flair he’d always had. “Did you like my gift? I wasn’t sure if you’d prefer express or standard delivery. I went with express. Fresher that way.”

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

I smiled. "I love books," I stated. "I'll probably be a regular here from now on." The idea seemed to please him. "I'm assuming you're our Luna: Evelyn," he said, walking into the room. I nodded. "I guess that's me. What's your name?" "Xavier West," He said smiling. "I must admit, our Alpha Superior is a handful. I'm sure you'll never be bored with him as a mate." "It's good to hear someone speak of him so lightly," I said sighing. "Everyone I've talked to seems to think of him as a god."

“I’m not sure…” “Listen Gabriel. I can tell you believe what you say is true, but technology can debunk anything you have. You researched my name because you are a terrorist.” Agent Fuller pointed to a file then capturing Gabriel’s attention. “I lied before. You are in the database, but it’s not making much sense. Gabriel Hall has been dead for over thirty years. Tragic car accident with his entire family and his older brother Ezekiel Hall. So there is no way you are who you claim.”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h