Firebreather Duncan Novels & Stories

For some reason, I just fuckin’ couldn’t. When would this stop? This tremendous pain and longing? Where would it go all away? ~~~ DUNCAN POV I could hear her labored breathing through the speaker of the small device I clutched to my ear, the silent sobs as they wrenched from her thought. The sadistic part of me was happy that she called me, and that she still trusted me enough to listen to the sound of her silent tears. Did it make me the bad guy? Maybe… But I was beyond caring.

"For that night, Bryan realized he was being watched by many people. After all, I had to put on a convincing face to the people I was targeting. There was no way I was going to have fun with a pack of hungry wolves ready to devour me if I made a mistake." Karen sighed with relief. "I'm glad you were able to restrain yourself. But I actually have a little sympathy for Bryan. He must not have been able to hold back for too long. Especially seeing what you're wearing. If I'm not miscalculating, I think his brain is all about how to get you into bed and fill the room with wetness." "Hey!" screeched Celine unacceptably. "How can you imagine me like that?" Karen looked at Celine innocently. "Weren

Cassius took my head in his hands, “Avery, we aren't normal dragons either and I don't give a fuck. Conner has power over water. Clint has power over the air, that’s why he's a great flier. I have the ability to manipulate fire. When my brothers and I join, we can heal without using herbs or medicines. Our mother called it The Power Of Three. Avery, Avery, I think you have power over it all, plus so, so much more.” Conner took my hand. “Guys go. Avery and I will fix things here and meet you back at the palace. Also, set up a food pantry, like how they have warehouses in my games. Let the tribe choose to restock or not. Say it is a coronation gift from their new queen.” I look at him. “Why, M