Gabe Duncan Novels & Stories

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.

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.

An: This moment contains Diana & Darren meeting for the first time as adults. ******** Diana runs to the bus stop, braving the rain because she didn't bring an umbrella. She forgot because she was in a hurry to attend a job interview that turned out to be very long from morning to night because there were so many candidates and the process of interviewing was very long per person. It was because the job Diana was applying for was in the prosecutor's office, so they had to make sure that the candidate was completely clean from any kind of case no matter what position they were applying for.

." I added. He smiled, pulled the closest chair and sat while facing me. I was feeling a breeze of warmness all over me. I had goosebumps and I lowered my head. "I like your hair. " he said. "thank You. " I replied with a smile. "What are you doing here so early too? " I asked. "I came to meet my uncle." He replied while looking at my hair. I turned around. "He's over there." he said while pointing to the man standing close to S. M. G Dangana. "He's a major general you know? " he aded. my mouth was wide open. All the four men were there. "So the Major General is your uncle?" I began while adjusting my skimpy gown so it could cover my laps. "Yes." replied Emjay. "he seldom comes to the neigh

Once the door closed, she got up and rubbed her burning behind, oh for the love of god, her behind felt like the king's furnace. She unpacked her backpack. She hadn't realized she was crying until she tasted salty tears. In the meantime, Dominic walked from the maid's quarters and stopped on his way to the castle. He found a nearby bench that faced his mother's rose garden. Why was his pulse suddenly racing? He took in deep breaths to calm himself. Had he taken things too far with the little girl, he should stop thinking of her like that. She did say, she was old enough. He looked at his palm under the moonlight light. He could still feel her flesh as it came into contact with his hand.

Despite Duncan’s sad state, no one dared to look down on him. Duncan’s family owned Marlboro after all. However, the crowd was curious as to how Duncan got himself all beat up. Who would lay a finger on Duncan in all of Riverbank anyway? “How are you feeling, Mr. Techman?” Marilyn greeted Duncan with a smile and sucked up to him. “Cut the crap!” Duncan waved his hand annoyedly. “Where’s Sasha?” “She’s there.”

Lydia's voice drew me out of my head and back to our baking section. “Ohh, it's nice. Time for us to cut them and place then on the pan” At least some chocolate chip cookies will get my mind off the horrible life I'm having. “Lydia, can I ask you something?” She nodded slightly “sure” “What's Duncan like when he's not being mean?” Last one and I promise not to think about him again…. Hopefully. A small smile formed on her face as she joined me to roll out the cookies. “By heart, Duncan's a workaholic and a really reserved person. Doesn't like much friends or much people around and he really hates interacting with strangers”

After a pause, he turned his gaze to the woman in front of him. " Duncan was at a party in college when he was young, one day he drank so much that he decided it was a good idea to go down a hill by bike, he went down, alone and fractured his arm, and got a black eye. He was rescued by the people around, the next day told everyone that he was injured in a fight, because he was ashamed." She heard him, perplexed by that story. For the fact that Duncan had only told that story to her after they were married, and ensured that only she knew.

*********** Duncan knew the bastard was winning, making it sound like he could easily die if things get ugly was all he needed to sway her, and the fact he was just coming out of the hospital only made his point even more valid. He was really really conniving but Duncan knew he should not allow it. True, one of Duncan’s l conviction to pursue this head on and not relent is the fact he killed Candace and others, it is very person to him but apart from that he knew letting him just got scot gree was plain wrong