Gunther Aot Novels & Stories

When I saw what it was a handkerchief shovel he was giving. “Wipe your face. I don’t know if you want him to see you hurt and cry, but I don’t think that showing your damp face to the wedding coordinator would be nice right before your wedding, am I wrong? ” Gunther said softly. Honestly even though he sometimes shows me a warm personality it is the very first time I have heard such a tone of his speech. He really sounded concern to me and the gleam on his eyes which was also hit by a bit of orange light due to the sunset, it gives me a warm feeling.

~~~~~ Despite being an Earth Dragon, Gunther had wings. He could soar far above the clouds, giving Catherine a much-needed break from the whines of the whelps. He took it slowly, his huge wings flapping, displacing the surrounding clouds. Gunther glanced over his shoulder for a second to see the bright smile lighting his wife’s features; her purple eyes sparkling with her glee. It was that smile he lived for. That happiness. He angled to the side, turning his attention forward. Zion would never forgive him if something happened due to him being distracted.

Sierra’s energy level was getting low but she powered on. “If he abandoned his pack….” Gunther was working something out in his own mind. “Gunther?” He seemed to not hear me. “GUNTHER!” I yelled. It was painful and sent me into another coughing fit. “What?” His eyes snapped down to mine. “Can you ponder what that means when your hand isn’t holding my boob and you are done cleaning my wounds?”

Aurum's eyes flicker angrily when she sees me. “She blames us” Gunther swallows, he does not like to be at the receiving end of her wrath. If he could, he'd flee the scene. Blood, gore, organs hanging out and flying body parts aren’t a problem for him but raw emotions that aren’t anger he can’t deal with. The grief and sadness is thick here.

"Irrespective of the imminent war, I am truly happy for you man. Finally, you found your mate Mike " "Yeah, sure buddy. I am especially happy because today she opened up to me. You are my friend Gunther and I want you to know that, for Summer, I can even sacrifice my own life." Gunther halts and looks at me then shakes his head. "Man that's deep. Half a day with your mate and you are already making such scary and committed promises." "You would too if you were to meet a mate as amazing as mine is Gunther."

I yelled at the top of my lungs in desperation as John turned around and left. “It was a pleasure doing business with you, Johnny boy!” Gunther called out, and then added, “Make sure you don’t get indebted to anyone again. Your pretty fiance won’t get saved by money next time.” “Looks like it’s just you and us, gorgeous.” Gunther looked at me after they were gone and took off his belt suggestively. I rubbed the nail harder and faster, not caring if he noticed it. I would rather die than let this monster touch me.

Gareth was dissatisfied, but when he saw the menacing look in Hunter's eyes, he backed down. "Make the arrangements, Gunther." Hunter waved a hand at the others and shooed them all away before lunging at a young model and pinning her underneath him. … Sebastian was chatting casually to Zane when he saw Gunther walking toward him, beaming. He smiled at him and said, "Mr. O'Neill, you don't need to come over here if you're busy. I can have fun on my own." "Oh, you and Mr. Northman are our esteemed guests! I need to keep you company no matter how busy I am," Gunther said smoothly. He gave one of his lackeys a meaningful look and gestured for them to go and clear the cement podium.

I snapped, unable to contain my frustration any longer. “You're being unreasonable and childish! Stop behaving like a child and start acting like the grown man that you are!” At that moment, Gunther finally turned to look at me, his jaw clenched tightly as if he had just heard something absurd. He gazed into my eyes so intensely that I found myself momentarily lost in them. Therefore, hearing his voice once more snapped me back from the trance. “This motherfucking bastard has feelings for you, Agathe! Goddamn it!” Gunther roared, making me flinch and blink several times.

I gushed a little too excitedly. "German Shepherd and he named him Slash," I heard him chuckling to himself, "he thought it was badass name according to him but it's actually one of his hacker terms." So I learned something new. Their eighteen-year-old brother was probably a hacker or something along the lines of one. Ace seemed to be into something more dangerous and deadly and Gunnar seemed to be into the business side of things. He seemed like the type to initiate meetings. But it was all one business. The question remained, what was said business?

As Nyos again took his position as the vanguard, and Keil blocked any attempt to enter through the side door, multiple attacks were heard impacting the stone wall. "That thing won't last much longer." "I know, it's just to buy enough time for Ingrid to arrive" "Wouldn't it be better to use the trusty old Fireball?" "It's not a bad idea, but I don't want to destroy the farm" As the attacks increased, Gunther realized that his son had died, although he hurt internally, he knew he could do nothing, but out of curiosity or perhaps in an attempt to find some hope, Gunther asked.