روايات وقصص ضمن Descendants Doug

Outside a bar, several bouncers puffed on cigarettes and chatted loudly. I recognized a few faces. They were with Vincent earlier that evening. “Freaking hell, tonight’s been a drag! I can’t believe how tough the menace has gotten!” “Shh! Keep your voice down. Don Colleo is in a foul mood right now.” “What’s there to be scared of? If you ask me, Evelyn needs to be taken down a peg. She was Don Colleo’s lapdog. Does she think she’s a big deal just by putting on some designers?”

We sat at a butcher's block table in the center of the room and were served cups of coffee and fresh cinnamon rolls. As I took my first sip, I glanced out the window and saw a pickup parked at the back of the house. It was the same one that followed us from Edgar’s Eats. “It was you that followed us from the diner!” I exclaimed. “Why?” “After wondering for eighteen years, I thought I may have found my baby sister‘s daughter,” Doug explained. “I wanted to know more about her.” “Why didn’t you tell me who you were and ask whatever you wanted to know?” Amy inquired.

He had told everything about Kayson to Taylor, but Taylor just gave a cold snort and did not say anything anymore. Even though Taylor looked expressionless, only he knew how angry he was and how much he wanted to kill Kayson. Channing was the descendant of the Cadogans from Metrocity. Even though he was not one of the core members, he was still a Cadogan. Therefore, those who dared to hurt him had to pay for it. Regardless of who Kayson was, there was no way he would let him off the hook easily. Soon, the car stopped in front of the Imperial Club.

My mother’s knees buckle, and she sits down very hard, hitting the chair with a dull thud. “Start talking,” Johnathan says. “Or you’ll feel the full force of my wrath.” “When I was away from the Lunae, searching for a breeder, I met Douglas. He was kind, handsome, rich beyond my wildest dreams. Do you know how the Lunae lived? In mud huts in the wilderness… we pissed in the woods, like animals. I did not want to go back to that life.” “So you loved his money more than you loved him?”

Louie said, crossing his legs as he lazily slouched on the chair. “Cough! Erm… Mr. Lourdes, this is all just a misunderstanding. It is all a big misunderstanding. Everyone drank a little too much today. My friend over here has offended you too. I hope that you will show grace and let him go. I am Douglas Lindt, and my father is Gary Lindt. Please give us some face. Mr. Hank, Mr. Saul, my dad even brought me along to drink with you guys...” Douglas hurriedly pleaded as he introduced himself.

"Miss Coulson, why don't you discuss this with Mr. Andrew yourself?" Moira wanted to negotiate with Zaden, but she was not allowed into the villa. How could she discuss it with him? "Jayce, I'm Douglas' birth mother. He's the only heir to the Andrew family. Even if there would be other women who will become your superior in the future, Douglas will still be the eldest son. If you treat me this way, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to face me in the future?" It had to be said that Moira was a persuasive woman.

Yvonne grabbed a few cocktail napkins on the table and moved down to sit at Douglas' right hand. "Here. You're kind of a mess." "I didn't do it." Douglas glanced at her then Theodore. "You've got to believe me. I didn't do it." "Do what? What the fuck happened?" Theodore came to stand over Douglas, arms crossed. Theodore looked a lot like their father right now. "I had an appointment with some guys. They wanted to see the drone in action." Douglas pushed his hand through his hair. "I didn't want a fucking baby sitter, so I got rid of him."

“I know you will make me proud today. I, Elder Ronald Blackwood, will become Luna’s father once you mate with Xavier.” “Daaaaaaad, I already told you Xavier and I are just friends.” She whined dramatically again and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Don’t mind her, she and Xavier would make great leaders.” My mother added, her face filled with pride and smiles. Holding back tears, I finished serving them and turned to leave for my room but my father’s voice stopped me in my tracks. “Make sure you look presentable at the ceremony. You’re not going to embarrass the Blackwood name, we leave in thirty minutes.”

Doug pointed at the drag marks. Jay kneeled down and pulled a fingernail out of one of the floorboards, he recognized it as one of Jess'. “I’m dead.” Jess realized looking down at her missing nail. “Damn it Jess!" He stood up and paced back and forth trying to figure out what to do. "How do we bring her back Doug? People cant just disappear” Jay ran his hand through his disheveled hair. "They can. They do...all the time." Doug put his hands in his pocket and walked out of the cabin. He kicked the gravel as he walked back to the car.