Gabe Duncan Novels & Stories

It does crazy things to my tummy. Shut up, you. "Wonderful!" Uncle Xander exclaimed grinning. "I'm so happy I want to cry," Aunt Becca piped in. "You've done well son, I'm proud of you, It was worth the wait." He added. "Thank you, Dana, for agreeing to marry my baby. I know he can be unbearable at times but you stuck by him. Thank you, I really appreciate it." She said. 'If only she knew...' I sighed inwardly.

Outskirts of London. Tyrone entered a shanty apartment holding a take out and took off his Hoody and Kevin who was sitting on the floor watching television signalled him to come over. He moved over to find the picture of Maya and David from a recent event they both attention. "According to our sources...... The engagement between David Gandy and Maya Morganza will be a private affair...... Exclusive pictures wil.... " Tyrone didn't let them finish when he took the remote and turned of the television.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

After accidentally discovering that my boss owes loan sharks 50 million dollars, I start scrambling for a way out of my contract with the company. Just as I'm wondering what to do, a string of comments suddenly appears before my eyes. "Poor Lindsay. That idiot boss of hers plans to use the company's livestream to launder money and pay off his debt." "The moment she goes live, the entire sum becomes her personal liability!" I'm the company's cash cow, trapped in an ironclad contract, yet I don't have a shred of evidence to take to the police. Just then, Tasha Moore, one of the company's rookie streamers, walks over with a sweet smile and hands me a glass of water. "Lindsay, I heard you'

Now Ethan could focus on getting back to his mate. His thoughts were rudely interrupted by a pair of basketball shorts being chucked at his head. Grumbling, he pulled them away, glancing at Duncan, one of Eva’s best friends and lead warrior for Silver-Moon. “I thought I was seeing a ghost.” Duncan teased. “I thought you were dead.” “I was.” Kade replied, slipping the shorts on. “But apparently there’s no rest for the wicked.”

Duncan: It was 7:20 am and I had already been at work for an hour. I’d barely slept last night and I knew I’d be lucky if the stress of the day didn’t land me in hospital. Maybe my sister was right. Maybe it was time I retired. My phone started ringing, and I picked it up quickly. “Hello?” “Duncan, is Joel with you?” It was my sister and she sounded worried. “No, I’ve given him today off why?”

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.

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.”