Gabriel Reyes 소설 & 이야기

"It’s an observation. The Castellanos value family and stability, right? Protecting the family money is about as stable as it gets." Gabriel walks toward me, his stride eating up the distance until he stops just inside my personal space. The scent of him—sandalwood, expensive scotch, and the crisp smell of a shirt worn for sixteen hours—wraps around me. "You continue to surprise me, Isla." "Is that a good thing?" "In my world, surprises are usually expensive. This one..." His gaze drops to my mouth, lingers for a heartbeat, then snaps back to my eyes. "This one was profitable."

I let out a gasp so loud that the Sacerdote pauses in his sermon before continuing. Thomas’s gaze is fixed on me, his intense green eyes cutting through the rain to meet mine. "Grief is heavy, but one does not have to carry the weight alone.” I've been shouldering burdens on my own for years, and it's only made me stronger. As Keia whispers excitedly beside me, I can barely breathe as I meet Thomas’s gaze. Dressed impeccably in a black peacoat and dark slacks, raindrops cling to his dark hair, and there's a hint of stubble on his cheeks. His eyes drift over Aiden and Addison, but it's as if he doesn't recognize them as his children.

The way he said you—as if acknowledging the effort, the sacrifice—settled something warm in my chest. Dr. Reyes paused, studying the screen more closely. “Alright,” she said. “Let’s see if our little one feels like sharing today.” The room grew quieter. Gabriel leaned forward slightly, hands resting on the edge of the counter, eyes never leaving the monitor. “Do you want to know?” the doctor asked, glancing between us. “Yes,” I said without hesitation. Gabriel didn’t answer right away. Then, softly, “Yes.” Dr. Reyes smiled. “Alright.”

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

"I'm not playing a game, Serena. I'm trying to help you understand what you're dealing with." "How do you know?" I demand, grabbing his arm without thinking. The moment my skin makes contact with his, that electric shock intensifies into something that feels like lightning coursing through my veins. "How do you know about any of this?" Gabriel looks down at my hand on his arm, and when he meets my eyes again, there's something ancient and knowing in his gaze that makes him look far older than eighteen. "Because I'm like you," he says simply. "I'm not entirely human either."

Surprised by this revelation, I posed another question, my curiosity unabated, "Does this mean that Angelica is also his step-sibling?" "No, Angelica is her biological sister. Adrian, Daniel, and Jamal are the sons of Courtney, Gabriel's mother, and Seth Miller, a gardener. Unfortunately, Seth passed away ten years into their marriage, leaving Courtney a young widow with three young sons to care for. She faced financial struggles with minimal savings left from her husband. During that period, she crossed paths with Garett, Gabriel's father, and they eventually fell in love. Garett brought Courtney and her three sons here, where they eventually married. Initially, Courtney was kind-hearted, b

He looked older, somehow—same Gabriel, but with that kind of peace people only get when they stop fighting the world. And then I noticed the man beside him. “Andrés,” Gabriel said, smiling as he gestured toward him. “This is my husband.” I blinked. Andrés laughed awkwardly, stepping forward with a small wave. “Hey. I’ve heard so much about you. Finally get to meet the legendary Tyler Reyes.” I shook his hand, still a little dazed. “Yeah, wow. You’re real.” “Last I checked,” Andrés said, grinning. “Don’t look so shocked,” Gabriel teased. “What, you thought I’d never settle down?”

Gabriel was there to assist me in settling down. Together, we started going to the gym. Gabriel’s first rule was to make oneself physically fit to face the challenges of the world, and I adhered to it diligently. I needed to be strong and healthy for my son because our lives depended on it. However, in the past year, Gabriel had gone to Europe for further studies. Today, as I caught sight of him, I couldn’t contain my joy and excitement. I impulsively jumped into his arms, overwhelmed with happiness at our reunion. End Flashback

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald

"Anything else?" "Her parents arrived in California some days ago, meanwhile look at the goddamned photos, Philip." Gabriel said and hung up. Philip scrolled to the place where Gabriel must have sent the photos and after just one look at the photo, he allowed his phone to drop on the floor.