Who the hell are you? (Zeke) Wrong direction, actually…

Actually Gabriel’s an archangel,” I corrected. “But otherwise, yes.” “Well, that explains why he’s so hard to impress,” said Xavier flippantly

— Alexandra Adornetto

And there’s one more thing. (Gabriel) Neutering? (Zeke)

— Sherrilyn Kenyon

So it's not really whether you talk about politics, but how well were you able to do it. Peter Gabriel and Sting get away…

— Jackson Browne

“I love you, Francesca,” Gabriel told her solemnly. “I cannot express in words what you are to me.” She smiled up at him. “You…

— Christine Feehan

“You toyed with her heart. I know what that’s like. I can have compassion for her because of that.” “I met you first,” he…

— Sylvain Reynard

So here comes Gabriel again, and what he says is "Good tidings of great joy ... for all people." ... That's why the shepherds…

— Walter Wangerin

“Gabriel drew the strength up his calves and thighs to spin himself in a dizzying turn. Most angels didn’t take the time to train…

— A.J. Flowers

Gabriel's voice can reach me anywhere. Even in a hurricane.

— Lauren DeStefano

“But Gabriel saw people talking to the sky, the sky replying. And he knew he had to learn this dance. Someday soon, he may…

— Tomson Highway

Gabriel pulled her over his body to lie on the bed beside him. His kisses pressed her down into the oblivion of the mattress…

— Annette Curtis Klause

Sit, Phantom!" Ivy cooed. "On your bottom!" "Oh, for goodness' sake!" Gabriel put down his book and pointed a longer finger at Phantom. "Sit,"…

— Alexandra Adornetto

I'm a huge stadium rock fan, but I'm also a fan of everything from Massive Attack to Peter Gabriel, U2, the Police, Radiohead, and…

— Tom DeLonge

I think that it's important to try to keep reality. I think that Gabriel Garcia Marquez speaks a lot about reality in his magical…

— Walter Mosley

“Wait, is this a nice-ish way of telling me we had sex and I was lousy? That's how you can tell I'm inexperienced? Because,…

— Molly Harper

“…and suddenly I love you beyond all measure is not just words but a heart, a soul bursting open, a stripping raw of all…

— Linnea Sinclair