Aot Gunther Novels & Stories

Gunter said with a smile, “If you can kill the God of War, the five strongest nations will label you a hero. Kill the God of War? The thought had crossed Gunter’s mind before. Nevertheless, he had to put that thought aside after the war between the five strongest nations and Arcadia. Those who never experienced the war would never comprehend the terrifying power of that man. A rattled bustle, coupled with whimpers and cries, echoed from outside the lounge. Gunter frowned, feeling his good mood lifted. “Are the Hornbergs back here stirring a fuss again? Tell them to leave!” Gunter instructed his henchman who barged into the room. The henchman was a steward Gunter brought from Glowmoss, and he

'' Delta Gunther asked, entering the office with a valve of pink liquid in his hand. "Have you been listening to us?" Hayley asked. "Relax, I am the Delta." Gunther told her. Hayley stared at him. "Don't worry, I'll just sit and be quiet." Gunther said, then played with his fingers. That was, for whatever reason, painted with red nail polish. "Anyway, I want to leave." "Why?" Kane asked. "I'm not a wolf,'' Hayley said, but Kane was busy staring at Gunther, who was too interested in his nail polish.

“About time. I was starting to think you forgot about me.” He looked at me and over to Alec. Alec just stood by the door with his arms crossed in front of him. Grabbing a chair, I moved to sit in front of Gunther. “Alright, I’m here. Talk.” “What if I had a change of heart?” Gunther asked. “Then I will use the knife for awhile before either just killing you. No, actually, I will need to kill you in front of everyone. Make a show of it.”

Meanwhile, Wayne and Gordon were standing behind David. Gunther walked in and sat opposite David, took a sip of the cup of tea Pearl had made, and looked at Pearl's curvy body with a smile. His eyes were full of lust as if he wanted to see through Pearl's clothes. He did not pay any attention to David who was sitting on the opposite side or his two bodyguards who stood quietly behind him. Pearl felt a little uncomfortable while Gunther was ogling her. After putting down the teapot, she stood behind David and used David to cover her body.

His brows furrowed in confusion, he didn't know where she got the idea that he would kill her. "Relax, I won't hurt you." He said in a reserved tone. "I am Benhail Gunther." He reached for the drawer in the car, pulled it open, and picked a card from inside. "Here is my card, you can text my details to your people. Let them know you are with me, they can come to find me if anything happens to you tonight." He assured her that she was in safe hands. She took the card from him with shaky hands, glanced through it, and turned back to him. "Benhail Gunther, CEO Gunther winery." She read out.

"What the f*ck? Is he an idiot? Did he not hear the gunshot? Why isn’t he fleeing for his life?" "Hahaha! Exactly! He clearly knows we're after his life, yet he's still loitering around." "Gunther, make sure you get the wind speed right this time, and don't miss," Wolfclaw said. "Yes, sir." Gunther took a deep breath and aimed his weapon once more, ready to take his second shot. However, he failed to realize that his position had already been exposed thanks to his first shot. Brett locked onto his position from the shadows. He took out a throwing star as he sneered. "You're done!" He then threw the throwing star.

~~~~~ Despite being an Earth Dragon, Gunther had wings. He could soar far above the clouds, giving Catherine a much-needed break from the whines of the whelps. He took it slowly, his huge wings flapping, displacing the surrounding clouds. Gunther glanced over his shoulder for a second to see the bright smile lighting his wife’s features; her purple eyes sparkling with her glee. It was that smile he lived for. That happiness. He angled to the side, turning his attention forward. Zion would never forgive him if something happened due to him being distracted.

As Nyos again took his position as the vanguard, and Keil blocked any attempt to enter through the side door, multiple attacks were heard impacting the stone wall. "That thing won't last much longer." "I know, it's just to buy enough time for Ingrid to arrive" "Wouldn't it be better to use the trusty old Fireball?" "It's not a bad idea, but I don't want to destroy the farm" As the attacks increased, Gunther realized that his son had died, although he hurt internally, he knew he could do nothing, but out of curiosity or perhaps in an attempt to find some hope, Gunther asked.

I sense Gunther behind my door and I just shake my head. "Why won't you come in?" I enquire through mindlink. "Aloha, your aura might cripple me. I can sense your anger from miles away." Gunther responds. Only after he says this do I realize how much my thoughts got me carried away. All because of those daughters of the leaders of the Elite Alliance, am I this worked up? I need to shake it off and focus on my investigations. Gunther walls in and places a USB drive on my desk and I just raise my eyebrows.

Once finished, he carelessly tossed the used bandage aside and fixed his eyes on Angelia, his look as predatory as a vulture eyeing its prey. Angelia couldn’t help but feel afraid, especially under the piercing coldness of his gaze. His forced smile was enough to send her heart pounding in her throat. ‘F*ck.’ Gunter spat at Angelia, his large hand landing brutally on her face, leaving a painful mark. ‘You traitor! You put on a front of helping us, but secretly aided those people, didn’t you?’ Gunter was a powerful and hateful man. His blow was so fierce that it nearly knocked Angelia out, leaving her enveloped in darkness.