Gunther The Ring General Novels & Stories

She had to be very skilled to be chosen as this grand knight’s personal assistant! After everyone else left, Zen looked at Sir Rowan, who let his stern countenance drop. Smiling behind the beard and moustache, the knight appeared like a friendly grandfather and dropped the formal speech pattern. “Young Zen, Gunter has written very highly of your incredible accomplishments. Truthfully, we’re in quite the pickle with the goblins here. They’re craftier than the ones at the main camp that you defeated. Would you mind engaging in a casual war game with me so that I may better understand how the younger generation thinks?”

“At her luna ceremony. If he can’t get her, he will just kill her.” That was just a in a few short days. “Details.” “Don’t have any. Just know that he will try something that day.” Gunther looked up at the ceiling. “So, you burnt your bridge with him?” I asked. “Probably. Not fully sure but I believe so.” “Does Vin have people watching and following his men?” I asked. “Not following but he has cameras all around that he watched or has a warrior watch.” Gunther looked confused at my question.

Gunther said “So what exactly is greater than gold in there?” she was curious “Unfortunately no one knows… only the four men in this picture do” he pointed to the photo “Who exactly are these men?” she asked “That is my father Dr. Jonas Gunther, that is Dr. Edward Greenwood” “Did you say Greenwood?” Amanda asked as something crossed her mind “Yes I did… and I know what you are thinking… and the answer is yes, Anderson Greenwood is the grandson of Dr. Edward Greenwood… the others are Professor Osborne Standford and Kimmel Hamilton” he narrated, she stared at the men in the picture

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.

But there was one missing, someone that needs to be here for this. *Gunner* I flashed, calling him to me. A second later the smoke parted, and Gunner’s worried face stepped into the whirlwind of darkness. His eyes found mind and the worried looked morphed back into one of anger. He stepped to my side and gently slid his hand over my lower stomach. I winced as his fingers brushed against the gaping wounds left from Galterio’s claws. What was meant to be a tender moment, was ruined by the pain on my face. The pain cause by the monster in front of us. Gunner growled and snapped his dark eyes to Galterio. He moved slowly, shifting his stance so that he was behind me, his body pressed flush again

“You don’t want me anymore? I was wrong! I didn’t know Rowena would do that!” His ‘special’ ring dropped to the ground in the struggle. Edward bent down, picked it up, and tossed it straight into the trash. “That’s not something you bring to my wife.”

He then threw the throwing star. Swoosh!!! The throwing star flew past the slit between the windows and landed straight in Gunther's head. After a moment of struggle, he stopped breathing without ever knowing what got him. Nobody knew what had happened to Gunther. Wolfclaw's voice kept repeating over the communicators. "Gunther, do you copy? Why haven't you taken your shot yet? "Gunther, do you copy?" Alas, Gunther was too dead to respond. The other Rondoniers were confused as to why Gunther was not responding, when someone suddenly said, "Wolfclaw, Draco is within our range now. We can't rely on Gunther anymore, so I'll do it."

Sheldon wanted to say something else, but the deep voice of an old man interrupted him, "Sheldon, don't trouble yourself about this trivial matter." The man was Galen Gunther, the real head of the Gunther family. Already more than a century old, Galen had a hunched back and a head of white hair. His eyes were sunken and deep, like that of a snake slinking in the dark. "Father!" Both Sheldon and Salome were surprised. "Why are you back here now? Aren't you supposed to be busy in Janovin?" Galen didn't answer them but instead ordered everyone who was not involved to leave the villa. Only after the villa was empty did he thump his walking stick heavily on the floor. "If I didn't come back, the

“Good afternoon, Ms. Cattleya-” “Catt!” I nervously clamored. “You can just call me Catt.” I tried to be friendly with him, but he didn't even return my genuine smile and instead stared at me down like a robot. “Ms. Cattleya.” I winced at his excessive roughness. “–I am Gunther, close protection officer of the Madrigal and you can expect me to guard you at any time.” My eyes blinked almost as much. I simply called out to Jaxson with my eyes in hopes he would save me from this man’s awkwardness.

I hear Aurum shouting at the guard to let her pass and I can feel her anger. “Good afternoon ladies, I hear you wanted to visit Ahriman?” Aurum spins round, her normally grey eyes are on fire with golden shards, it is not only her wolf who is showing it is also dragon strength. I recognise Einarrs magic. “Do you have any pro tips Gunther? This isn‘t going to be easy” “Nope,” Gunther pops the ‘P’, sounding terribly pleased with himself, “this is all yours to solve. If we shift I’ll deal with her wolf,” he continues licking his lips. I feel his arousal and for the first time in days I feel myself getting hard.