Gabe Duncan Novels & Stories

She said there was a witness, Eva Duncan. “Jazz, what’s going on?” Jack looked puzzled at the phone where there seemed to be a one-sided conversation. From what he does understand there was a break-in at the Duncan Estate. It clearly had something to do with Eva. She contacted him a couple of times wanting to talk but instinct warned him to stay away from her. He learned his lesson with Carly King. He certainly will never have any private meetings with any woman again. “Jazz,” he asked once it was now silent on the other side.

The Duke was thankful to have someone who at least cared about him when he wasn't feeling good. He would spend the entire day with him, reading, playing the harp or just laying down in the garden. The mornings passed well but during the night he would always find a hard time sleeping, the loneliness caused his brain to have all the negative thoughts reign all over him. A part of losing Jimmy, he was also scared of Adalis and his sudden attacks. "Good morning, Your Grace." he heard someone say from behind. He stopped and turns around to find a pink-haired dwarf bowing to him.

She sighed and turned her eyes to Duncan’s back that was wrapped grey cashmere outfits at that evening. He was walking along the lane to grab the moment to talk with that man. “Mr. Edward Philippe…” Duncan called the man’s name and his voice made the duplicate man of Martinez stopped walking. He turned around and Elena quickly shifted her standing position. She leaned her back on the wall as she tried to hide from those men’s radar but she could hear what Duncan Gordo was trying to tell to that man. “Duncan Gordo…” the man greeted him. In warm handshake they bailed some small talks.

"Come on, come on. If you dare, you can put us in prison. I want to see who is unlucky." Duncan had caused a lot of trouble in the Midwest before, thinking since he was backed by Charlie, it would be safe. But because he was Charlie's supervisor, those people would more or less let him go for Charlie's sake. The Gook family's root was in the Midwest, and its greatest power was also in the Midwest. However, Duncan thought that Gook Empire would be seen as a small company in North Hill City. So no one would buy his account. The leader picked up the handcuffs and handcuffed Duncan. "Son, let's see who is unlucky."

Duncan thumbed his chin, wondering what he would do. He snapped his fingers, going close to the bush and whispering, "I am Duncan Mirthon, mate of Erin Grendel, the one who-" Before he could finish his sentence, the vine struck his cheek, slicing his skin. Duncan hissed, jumping out of the way, feeling his blood dribble down his cheek. "Damn it!" He exclaimed under his breath at the pain that bit his skin. He sat on a small rock, until he remembered he was invisible and could easily sneak into the kingdom.

But Duncan lost. “Fuck this luck,” he groaned. He shoved his chair back and stood, unbuttoning his jeans without a second of hesitation. My stomach tightened. Dera stared, eyes dragging up his thighs. When his pants hit the floor, there was no hiding it. The outline was massive, even behind the tight black boxers. She didn’t look away. Another hand. Another loss. Duncan laughed as he reached for the waistband. “Duke, you better check this deck. I swear you’re cheating.”

They’d come to the hardware store at least three times a week and never once failed to harass me. Duncan, the one at the lead, smoothed a hand over his flannel and down his potbelly. His bald head glistened under the moonlight. He whistled, “Well lookie here, boys. The lil’ blue haired witch was up waitin’ on us.”

CRYSTAL POV Okay! Hear me out. There’s something called a big dick, and then there’s DUNCAN’S DICK. Duncan Griffin was... Man, he was fuckin’ gifted. Hell, that man didn’t lack anything in all the departments. I have never really been a fan of giving head. Let me just say it was the least favorite thing to do in all of these sex wantons and shits; but seeing his little big guy in front of me, all veiny and angry and all ready to plow me till I forgot everything about life, I knew I was a goner.

“Garry Duncan?!” “The legendary Mixed Martial Arts Champion of the great Country H?!” “He’s the top talent of the younger generation! I heard he’s very skillful!” When the crowd heard the two words, ‘Garry Duncan’, they immediately broke into excited murmurs. After all, Garry was a popular influencer in Durin. He often performed stunts such as splitting bricks with one hand and breaking boulders with his chest, so his reputation was very good.

he asked in a gentle voice, and she nodded. “Where is her mate?” I asked, a bit worried. “It’s Gabriel. I sent him to the north,” Duncan said, sounding defeated. “Shit,” I cursed under my breath. “Yeah” he nodded and turned back to Sabrina. “I will lift you. I need you to hold on to me, okay?” he asked, and she nodded again. I watched as he got her in his arms, and stepped back to open the door wide for them. Duncan hurried down the stairs, like she weighed nothing, and I ran forward to open the door for them again, then jogged ahead to the clinic.