Mighty Ducks Guy Novels & Stories

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

“ could he be the mask guy “ Cassy asked her self silently she only knew the mask guy as Fredrick she wasn’t aware of his complete name “Alright thank you have a nice day “ Cassy said opening the car door Cassy got inside , dropped her bag inside her room then proceeded to the kitchen to get something she could eat . “ is he the one , why did he not wear a mask ? I just hope what I ran away from isn’t happening again “ Cassy said picking a mug of tea She decided to log into the internet to get her mind off the possibility of fred the CEO being the mask guy “ hi hope you nailed it “a message poop up from her W******p message A smile appear on her face when she saw the sender “ oh jack what wo

He smiled and stretched his hand for a handshake, “I am Duncan Mann. I'm sure you know who I am and ah, I know where exactly I am. I came looking for you.” “I don't know who you are,” I told him vaguely. “That's impossible,” the first man cut in. “How could you claim not to know Duncan Mann, the CEO of Duck Entertainment. That is impossible, Miss Martinez.” “Chill bro,” I turned to the second man. “It seems you must be his subordinate. I thought you would have introduced him as Lord Duncan, Alpha of Duck… wait, duck! You mean you are the CEO of the ducks.” Duncan was offended. He was glaring at me. I began to laugh at him now, this excited me.

Peter lied, I wasn’t mad at the fact that we were disguised as brothers, we were practically brothers from another mother, the class laughed at his comment and I internally rolled my eyes, “ How old are you two and where did you came from? Another girl asked, “ We are 18 and we came from America.” “ But you have British accent?” A guy spoke, fuck them and their questions, “ Our mother was from Britain.” I replied with complete irritation, shutting everyone up. That had me thinking, what if they knew who I truly was? They would probably die, “ Control E.” Mason whispered in my ear and I stared at him, emotionless, “ Thank you very much boys, you may go back to your seats.” The jerk head final

Too bad they never imagined I had already gotten rid of it. My phone suddenly buzzed with a message. I glanced down and smiled bitterly. Mom and Dad thought it was a concerned message from Byron, and they exchanged guilty glances. Unfortunately, they were only half right. It was indeed from Byron, but the message read, "Something came up at work. I won't be home tonight." Right after that, Claire sent me a video. Byron was in the hospital, head bowed as he peeled an orange for her, his gaze tender. The caption read, "I'm the one Byron loves. An ugly duckling is forever an ugly duckling. You'll never become a swan."

Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand. I will set it up with Jaquelyn tonight. Thank you, sir." Damn billionaires! I finally ended his call. Mr. McCain was one of our top pay

This can’t turn out well. “Ah, there she is!” Mr. Duval slurred. “Isn’t she a beauty, guys?” “Daddy, stop please,” Madison stated. “Ooo, I like how she says Daddy,” the shorter man said, licking his lips. “Oh, Madison, this is Kent Barnes, from Kansas City,” Mr. Duval revealed. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Barnes,” Madison said, offering her hand. “Please call me, Daddy,” he chuckled. All the guys laughed, except for me.

*** A REPORT ON THE ROWAN'S PROJECT. Having turned 29 recently, Slade Rowan aka the man after the people's heart has decided to build an amusement park, for the children of this great community... Aka the man of the people rubbish, Aka my ass, Aka a bastard. I read the amazing qualities that I wrote on my computer, shaking my head at myself. The man who was supposed to possess this hidden quality underlying what I just typed was no more than the son of the Devil, perhaps, the biological one. I'm just saying.

&clusterChad : "Yeah! For some reason, this incident makes me happy. It's good to see that there are still people who are willing to show that talented hunters could be found anywhere… " %goodbadugly : "Hmm… this is all nice to hear… but I'm still gonna check the authenticity of this story. Having a hard time to digest this… " $DimeDozen_2323: "It's a memory stick so the face won't be clear for security reasons.. But judging by the figure and build… He must be one of the four guys in THAT party… " $BlackGod: "What's his name anyway? His face isn't clear in the video… Is he Falco Grant?? "

A guy, clad in black paced back and forth, next to his very bored friend. " I don't understand! There wasn't supposed to be a mistake! I thought you asked your 'friend' to keep a party? Are you listening to me!!?" he said. His friend, who was staring at his perfectly buffed nails, rolled his eyes and said, " No, I'm not. Also, I did ask him to. It's not my fault you couldn't pick a lock! "