#gabriel

I am not a certified idiot—" "Lack of certification hardly proves intelligence," Will muttered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#gabriel-lightwood #will-herondale #intelligence

'Shotgun!' he bellowed, startling them as he scrambled to the front, passenger-side door. Camael looked at him, an expression of confusion on his goateed face. 'What did you Say?' 'I said shotgun,' Gabriel [the dog] explained. 'It's what you're supposed to say when you want to ride in the front seat.' Aaron could not help but laugh. No matter how many conversations he had had with the animal, Gabriel's increased intelligence still managed to surprise him. ↗

— Thomas E. Sniegoski

#gabriel #gabriel-the-dog #intelligence

I won't leave you. If you're in danger, then I should be with you. I won't let you risk your life alone. We're in this together, remember? That's what you told me when we ran away. ↗

— Kristine Pierce

#danger #gabriel #ran-away #you-ll-be-safe-here #life

Miss Mitchell had a lovely voice, it was true, but Miss Mitchell speaking Italian was something celestial. Her ruby mouth opening and closing, the delicate way she almost sang the words, her tongue peeking out to wet her lips from time to time...Professor Emerson had to remind himself to close his mouth after it had dropped open. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#romance #love

Mr. Merrick, I'd like to speak with you." Mr. Merrick. He hated when teachers called him that, like he was an old man stopping by to learn a few math tricks. ↗

— Brigid Kemmerer

#math

Not that he regretted having killed the guy in Stockton. The one who'd been ready to shoot him over the five crumpled dollar bills in his jeans pocket. He was quite happy to have sent that particular home boy to hell. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#gabriel #lj-smith #the-possessed #vision

Gabriel came out a moment later, while Kaitlyn was still standing motionless by the stairs. He was shrugging into his T-shirt. He looked particularly handsome in a just-roused, early morning way. His hair was very wavy, as if someone had run fingers through it to release the curl, his eyes were hooded and lazy and there was a faint smile of satisfaction on his lips. Kaitlyn discovered that she wanted to kill him. The image that came to her mind was of hitting him with a rolling pin, but not in an amusing, comic-book sort of way. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#gabriel #kaitlyn #the-passion #vision

Will tossed the bloody cloth aside. “And you wonder why we aren’t friends.” “I just wondered,” Gabriel said, in more subdued voice, “if perhaps you have ever had enough.” “Enough of what?” “Enough of behaving as you do.” Will crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes glistening dangerously. “Oh, I can never get enough,” he said. “Which, incidentally, is what your sister said to me when─” The carriage door flew open. A hand shot out, grabbed Will by the back of his shirt, and hauled him inside. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#gabriel-lightwood #will-herondale #will-herondale

We are not our parents, Gabriel. We do not have to carry the burden of their choices or their sins. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cecily-herondale #clockwork-princess #gabriel-lightwood #page- #will-herondale

Carstairs is alright, I suppose. If you like that sort.” “Oh?” “The taken. The uninterested.” “As opposed to… you, Gabriel?” “Well, yes. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-princess #gabriel-lightwood #will-herondale