Vegas Duncan Novels & Stories

*********** 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

The problem starts when they would begin to want to have their cake and eat it, something he detested. "You added more?" Duncan asked, his voice betraying his happy surprise. Adam nodded, running two fingers down his head, his worry about losing his hair surfaced as he felt a part with little hair at the top of his head. "I wasn't expecting that, Adam." Adam smiled, not giving much of a reaction to Duncan's thanks and declaration of staying loyal. He could have gushed for all Adam cared and he still wouldn't get a reaction different from what Adam was giving him. Duncan in his excitement didn't stop to think that Adam was not saying much, all he had on his mind was taking the first flight to

Duncan’s gaze turned steely, laced with contempt. "You thought wrong. Your only purpose is to carry a child. In return, I’ll give you ten million dollars and your freedom once the child is born. Since you clearly don’t understand the contract you signed, feel free to use the computer. Your father told me you were a virgin, he didn’t mention you were clueless, too," Duncan said, his words sharp as ice. I clenched my fists, swallowing the sting as his words hit deep.

he said, his voice softening, the warmth in his gaze momentarily melting the tension between them. Exiting the gym, the cool evening air enveloped them, a welcome relief from the intense energy of their workout. Donovan suggested they go to Dazzle Bar, the place where their story began, where he'd boldly declared her his girlfriend against her protests. Sitting in the dimly lit ambiance of the Dazzle Bar, Boma fiddled with her drink, her thoughts consumed by the gnawing worry for her own safety on campus. Summoning her courage, she turned to Donovan, her voice hesitant yet determined. "Donovan, I've been feeling uneasy about my safety on campus. Your enemies-"

Duncan said as he approached the water. He was one of the few males in the pack who wasn’t mated, though he shared a pup with one of the females. He had thick locks of neck–length brown hair, alert amber eyes and a build that intimidated the average Were. He was also one of the regular sentries who kept an eye on the settlement’s perimeter. “Should I come back another time?” he asked with a smile, teasing. “I don’t own the water,” Celia said. He stepped in, keeping distance from her. The point of her washing in the river was so she didn’t have to deal with other people, and that would be the case if she used the lake that was at the end of the river’s path. Yet he was here.

My heart skipped a beat as I looked closer at the picture. Sebastian Duncan, CEO of the Duncan trading corporation. Of course I know the company. Sometimes I wished I'd get a job there, and now the man in my dreams happens to be the owner of the company!! They produce everything humans would ever want. They had branches all around the world. The main branch happens to be here in Alaska. She knows it, everyone knows it. Oh god! My eyes widened automatically in shock, I stood up from the chair and hurried out of the bar, giving Cookie a quick wave.

Duncan continued. "I support you on that, Duncan. I mean, we took down Nicholas Waters. Who is Kael that we can't take down?" I demanded. "Urgh, I'm just worried you know. You can say I'm feeling nostalgic." Cisco lamented. "I know and I assure you it's fine. You don't have to worry about anything." Duncan said to him. "Fine, anyways, I'm going to take a walk around the pack. I need some air, we have been stuck here all day." Cisco said as he stood up from the chair.

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.

Duncan drank his whiskey and began to look around, then waved to the Vaux to start searching the club and find out where the director named Angosse was. The men left, while Duncan remained in the same place, not long before being approached by a redhead. She had black eyes and freckles, wore a black dress with revealing neckline, and her lips were painted red. The woman smelled like expensive perfume, but Duncan knew what it was. She leaned over and tried to say something in her ear, but Duncan swerved, then walked away. Duncan didn’t know, but in doing so, he stopped a meeting with Louie. Who approached the bar at that time, and that same redhead, who was a much sought after luxury escort i

That warm feeling of knowing that if something were to happen, I could count on him to always be there. Duncan was on the back of Lois, another skilled vampire. One I didn't know very well, but every now and then, I could hear Duncan and Louis laughing throughout their chatter. At least Duncan knew him well and would hopefully settle any nerves he had about revisiting his old town after so long of being away.