Glenn Quagmire Novels & Stories

The room was filled with roars and disgusts once again. "I knew it! That fucking gay is a manwhore!" "So that's why he didn't plan up the whole operation. He was too busy fucking up someone's dick for him to abandon his duties and responsibilities. Gross." "He disgusts me. He's a fucking disgrace to the authority and the White Wolf's Clan!"

he stopped and began to weep. " I am so sorry, Alexander. I should have come sooner it is just that I couldn't " he explained himself in tears. His tears cut my heart. I couldn't believe all I had just heard. He was kidnapped and sold as a slave to someone in Sam's pack. " Do you know the name of this silver wolf?" I asked him and he nodded. "I can never forget his name. He is Glover Newmoon, he calls himself Alpha of the Luna Eclipse pack, but in reality, he is a beta. I heard he killed the Alpha and wiped out the entire family." he told me, and my rage grew.

as she thought. “I heard it was another quitter?” said a short man beside him. He looked like he was the same age as Gray. He was bald with tattoos—like a failed attempt at a carbon copy of Ronald. Gray had already nicknamed him Fakey McBaldy in her head. “Ah,” intoned Gollum. “Abram?” “You think?” responded Fakey McBaldy. “Yeah, that dude had always been such a wussy. It’s about time he’d go and kick the bucket.”

When I looked at my screen, I froze. I had called Qing Han instead of Mo Xuan. With trembling fingers, I immediately hung up.

“Is it because of the age difference? Come on Velmont, its 2024 age gap is normal now. You and I can get a partner as young as 21 if we want to.” He chuckled, crossed his arms, and leaned on the chair. “You still don’t get it…” He says with a hint of sorrow on his face. “He is Quillion Van Kirk’s son. Have you forgotten the Gobi incident?” Gertrude’s mouth became dry instantly and her face immediately paled upon remembering it.

With that in mind, he had paid no small sum to hire the three old men from Glenpawa Mountain—who each had extraordinary martial arts skills—to hopefully help his son recover… Either way, after sitting by Quaan’s side for a while to check his condition, one of the elderly men eventually said, “…Hmm… Young Master Wroe’s condition is really serious!” “How serious are we talking about here, Me. Quarles?” asked Quid in a worried tone. As Quid had stated, the old person went by Lidorn Quarles, and he had already entered the Third rank in the Avatar Realm.

She had a pretty face, but the moment she parted her lips, any illusion of elegance vanished. "Glenn! My honey bunny!" Kim cried out, her voice high, grating, and dripping with the whiny tone of a thoroughly spoiled brat. Joanna froze in her tracks, her tactical focus momentarily derailed. His name is Glenn? She quickly raised a hand to cover her mouth, desperately hiding the snicker that threatened to burst out. The fearsome warlord Glacier, master of the frozen fortress, was named Glenn the Honey Bunny. It was almost too much to bear.

She preferred the forest to the town but did she prefer it to a city? “Mr. Wright, it’s been a while.” I smiled and turned around, looking at Glenn who walked in. He choked on the water he was sipping and started to pound his chest. “What the hell Des?” I laughed and came over, clasping his arm. Glenn was a good friend from my early twenties. He was half fey and his mother who was fey, was adamant about his involvement in both sides of the world. He ended up graduating at the top of his class and becoming a lawyer, opening his own practice. From there, he helped all races. We didn’t see each other often even if we only lived four hours away.

EIGHT MONTHS AGO Kimberly shivered slightly as the harsh cold wind blew relentlessly, but she continued following in the footsteps of the Afghanistan local who acted as their guide through the mountains to their rendezvous point. Behind her was sergeant Oscar, her closest friend in her unit who was also a sniper. “Are you getting tired?” She teased him. “Hell no.” The Texan replied with his southern drawl. Kimberly was not finding it easy herself. Hiking at a fast pace while carrying full military gear on a steep terrain for over four hours was not a small feat.