Duncan Total Drama Island Novels & Stories

Duncan. Mr. Duncan was sweating profusely, and he looked at Harmonia eagerly. It seemed like he was waiting for a savior. When he heard Dimas’ words, he quickly stood up and passed the live broadcast back to Harmonia. “Miss Marsh, this live broadcast is more difficult than mining. I'd better go check the jade mine instead.” After saying that, Mr. Duncan ran off like a wisp of smoke. There were now only three pieces of stone left. Harmonia looked at the view count, which had already surpassed ten billion, along with the continuous discussion in the live chat and the endless competition between the first and second sponsors on the chart.

She reached up to gently touch Elyana’s cheek while pointing toward the sparkling sea below. Elyana gazed down at the sparkling ocean below. "Yes, sweetheart, it really is breathtaking," she murmured softly. The view was indeed magnificent, with the vast sea stretching endlessly beneath them as they flew above. Suddenly, Arden pointed out the window, drawing Elyana's attention. "Do you see that little island down there? That's Daimon's private island. It's also where their training base is located." Elyana leaned closer, straining her eyes, but from the altitude, it was difficult to make out any details. She could only spot small flashes of red here and there. "What are those flashing lights

Then, with a sly, calculating attitude, she stepped back to whisper, “Let’s see what the snake is up to.” ~~~ It was almost dusk when Damien finally came back home. Isla hurried out of the house to welcome him, and on getting there, she found Isabella already standing weakly beside him. Damien’s hand brushed her elbow lightly. “Isabella, how are you?” Isla stood close by to watch quietly. Isabella widened her eyes, and the tone of her voice trembled slightly for effect. “Still hurting though,” Isla nodded once, to interrupt as casually as she could,

she shouted, running in the direction Maya had gone earlier. I stood up, my heart racing. Moments later, Elise burst through the bushes, her face pale and full of panic. “She’s gone!” she yelled. “Maya’s gone!” “What do you mean, gone?” I demanded. “She was near the traps when Duncan and his rogues attacked. I tried to fight them off, but there were too many.” Duncan. My blood ran cold. He was one of the most dangerous rogue leaders in this region. Cruel, violent, merciless, and absolutely ruthless.

He doesn't want to go anywhere with this devil. Duncan never smiles when ever he comes, and seeing it today terrifies Valoreth. "I have a good news and a bad news. The bad one is that Damaris has passed away. May his sound rest in pieces, because I wasn't done with him yet, and... The good news, the reason why I'm happy is that" Duncan began walking around him like predator. "My wife is pregnant. I'm a expecting a child soon, Are you happy?" Valoreth nodded fast.

His voice was low and dangerous, the tone he used when he was dealing with business. Isabella lay there for a moment, listening, trying to understand what he was saying. She could hear fragments: "...the island..." "...tomorrow night..." "...seven men..." She wanted to get up and ask him what was happening. But she was too exhausted to move. Too wrung out. Too completely satisfied in a way that had nothing to do with physical pleasure and everything to do with feeling wanted. Even if that wanting was possessive and dark and probably unhealthy. In the living room, Dante was pacing while he talked to Luca.

Being that Jack had fast tracked like Davina and has been already attended college did give me a feeling like he is a responsible young man. “I know you’re right. I’m just worried about her seal and us failing her by allowing the wrong person around Davina,. We can’t lose her too,” I reply. “I know Daniel. Me too.” We then go back inside and I try distracting myself by watching tv. I flip through the channels before settling on Gone With The Wind that is playing. I know Isla loves this movie. I am not really watching and keep checking the time. Only fives minutes have passed since the last time I checked. Isla straddles me, rubbing against me. Instantly making me go hard. She snaps her finge

Unaware that this island held the most unexpected turning point of their lives. Diana sat on her living room floor, knees pulled to her chest, the TV blaring in the background, yet she heard nothing. Her phone was buzzing nonstop. Articles. Updates. Whispers. “Julian Cross leaves the country with Elara, both kids, and both grandmothers.” “Private jet seen departing, unknown destination.” “Cross family vanishes after scandal.” And the words that ripped her open: “Unknown island. Security extremely tight. No access.” Diana’s fingers shook so hard she dropped her phone. It clattered against the marble, but she didn’t even flinch.

"There's a reason for that." I narrowed my eyes. "Spit it out, Isabella." She hesitated, glancing toward Falcon, then back at me. "I wasn't sure at first, I’d heard it casually during my travels but I thought it was rumor.” I straightened in my chair, every muscle taut. "What?" She drew in a breath. "At the McQueen’s ball, Duncan had met his mate, a frail red haired girl. That red head was Jasmine mate. He was her first mate. He rejected her." She paused. “Publicly”

It is funny how music touches everyone so differently. The guys are all huddled around the TV watching a game like it's the Super Bowl. Except, it’s a freaking video game. So, of course, Steve is instantly lost to me. I could do a striptease right here in front of God and everybody, and he would not have a clue. I could be murdered no more than five feet away from him and his eyes would not turn away from that 50-inch screen. They are hooting and hollering like they are at the biggest sporting event of the year. Steve hollers that he has dibs to play the next round and becomes lost in the crowd of overgrown "boys".