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by Robin Edwards


  Gabriel charged at Simon. Simon had a confused expression for a few seconds before he knew what was going on. Gabriel threw all of his weight against Simon and forced his giant body to fly the final ten feet into the Vale of Skulls. He had a final second to make eye contact with Gabriel and said,

  “You are dead you fool.” His body disappeared and Gabriel walked to the edge. He looked down on saw Simon falling ten thousand feet to his eternal prison. The world was whole again.

  Chapter 7

  Gabriel flew back to the town. He was happy to notice with the help of Jack the Bear his beloved townsfolk had killed the enemies. The wizard Arian and his armies had been defeated again. It was a matter of time before he died of old age. Probably a long time, like a few centuries. But the men and werecreatures who fought for him were growing low in numbers. Gabriel turned into a man and patted Jack’s back as Jack transformed back into a human. A few fresh scars appeared on his scrawny human body. “That was one wild night.” Jack said.

  Gabriel agreed. He nodded and said, “First time I fought a wereserpent and I hope it’s the last. He is one tough fucker.”

  “Where is he? How did you kill him?” Jack asked with a smile.

  “I didn’t kill him. I flew him over to the Vale of Skulls and pushed him down it.

  Jack roared with laughter. A hint of a bear could be heard in his laughter. “That’s a smart idea Gabriel. He shouldn’t find a way out of there for a while.”

  “I hope you’re right. He didn’t seem concerned. I think he might have a way out of.” Gabriel said.

  “A way out of the Vale of Skulls?” Jack asked. “Only one person did that and it didn’t count because he was a…”

  “Dragon.” Gabriel said with pride.

  They smiled at each other and then Gabriel walked back into his inn. On his favorite barstool he saw Hilaria sitting. He sat next to her. She looked at him and said, “How was your day?”

  “Same old. How was yours?” Gabriel asked with a smile.

  “Very interesting. The town was attacked.” She said.

  “Oh no!” Gabriel teased. “I hope everyone’s okay.”

  “It’s nothing to joke about Gabriel. Most people are okay although a few died and we have a couple hundred injuries.” Hilaria said. “How can you find humor in such dark circumstances?”

  “I guess if I don’t find the humor, the circumstances will overwhelm me. It’s my process, how I cope.” Gabriel said honestly.

  Hilaria understood. “Well you are the champion, I’ve heard you killed the wereserpent when no one else could.”

  “Not exactly. I just put him in a prison he won’t get out of anytime soon, maybe ever.” Gabriel said.

  Hilaria smiled and touched his leg. “That’s really sexy.” She said.

  Gabriel looked into her eyes with a smile. “Let’s go upstairs.” He suggested.

  “Okay. Lead the way my knight in shining armor.” She said.

  Gabriel looked down at his armor. It wasn’t very shiny. He decided to let it go. He held her hand and walked up the stairs to his bedroom. He opened the door and let her walk in first. She looked up at the approaching sunrise through the hole in the roof Gabriel had created. “We will have to do something about that eventually.” She said with a smirk.

  “Yes we will.” Gabriel said.

  She kissed him passionately. He could feel his dick getting hard. All the stress of fighting Simon had pent up sexual energy. All the enemies he had killed turned him on. He was a badass. A hero. A Legend. A knight in shining fuckin’ armor. He was the king.

  Gabriel ripped off Hilaria’s shirt and stared at her enormous breasts. No. He thought. These things were in control, not him.

  He caressed her giant breasts as he kissed her. He started to hear songs in the background. With his roof wide open he heard the sweet music of victory songs. Victory songs rang through the night telling of the defeat of thousands of werecreatures and a wereserpent.

  Gabriel smiled. They were singing about him. He pulled Hilaria’s pants down and pushed her onto the bed. He inserted his rock hard penis into her wet vagina and fucked her violently. She screamed in pleasure for several minutes. Her moans and screams of ecstasy grew louder and louder. Gabriel took that as a signal to fuck harder. He fucked her harder and moved one of his hands from the back of her head down to her clit. He massaged her clitoris quickly in a circle motion at the same time he fucked as fast and hard as he could. She screamed as loud as she could. Gabriel saw in her eye’s she was having an orgasm.

  Gabriel had climaxed and at the same time he felt Hilaria explode on his dick and drip onto his lower chest and legs. He smiled into her beautiful blue eyes and whispered, “How was that?”

  “Amazing, but…” She began.

  “But? What but? There shouldn’t be a but.” Gabriel said. He had earned a thousand dollars, killed a sadistic cunt, killed a wereserpent and won a big battle. It was his day, there shouldn’t be a but.

  “Can we use a condom next time?” She asked with a sweet smile.

  Gabriel rolled over and his dick slid out of her. He laughed for a minute. He put his arm around her. “Of course we’ll use a condom next time.” He laughed again. “Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to use one before?”

  “I didn’t have any and I just wanted to fuck you so badly.” She said honestly.

  Gabriel smiled and stared at the moon. He really was a king. Nothing could hurt him now. Gabriel slept with Hilaria and was pleased to wake up to a blow job. Her lips were wrapped around his deck and he woke up already rock hard. He felt thirty years old ago. She massaged his dick until he came in her mouth. It felt awesome.

  He got out of bed and put on clean clothes. “I’m so sorry sweetie but I have someone to see.” He said.

  “That’s fine. I’m going to do something myself.” She said secretly.

  Chapter 8

  If Gabriel wasn’t in such a hurry he would’ve asked what she was doing. He hurried out of the inn as he buttoned up his shirt. He walked back to the arena. He smiled knowingly when he saw Jack standing at one end of the arena. Gabriel stepped over the spectator rope and walked over to his friend.

  He patted Jack on the shoulder and asked, “Nervous?”

  “Never.” Jack said. His eyes were fixed on his opponent. It was Derek the Destroyer again. These arenas without proper weight classes seemed to have a monopoly winning every fight and only the few brave enough to get their asses kicked dare enter.

  “You’re going to win today.” Gabriel said optimistically.

  “Yeah right. I’ve never won, no one has ever beat old Derek the Destroyer. He has Viking blood that’s fought in hundreds of wars for the past few centuries.” Jack said.

  “Yeah but I’m going to tell you the secret. You know how I killed the wereserpent?” Gabriel asked.

  “No. How?” Jack asked. He was starting to get curious.

  “Just one thing. Simply, I believed I would beat him. I believed it with my entire heart, soul and mind. He was bigger, he was stronger, he might even have been smarter. But I believed in myself so I won.” Gabriel said.

  “It’s just that simple?” Jack asked uncertainly.

  “It is.” Gabriel said. He looked into Jack’s eyes and didn’t look away.

  “I believe you. I will try.” Jack said. “What’s my best weapon or method of striking though?” He asked.

  “Believing in yourself.” Gabriel said.

  “Uhhh!” Jack exclaimed angrily. He turned toward Gabriel to question him further but Gabriel had disappeared into the crowd.

  “Anyone want to place bets?” He asked cheerfully.

  “No way! Not at all. Sorry buddy Derek’s going to destroy Jack all over again.” the gambler’s said.

  “I want to bet on Jack to win.” Gabriel said.

  “Really? I don’t believe it? How much?” They asked.

  “How much do you have?” Gabriel asked cockily.

  They each counted their money
and asked Gabriel if he would bet.

  “Absolutely I’ll bet. Just sing a quick blood contract and we’re good to gamble.” Gabriel said.

  Three dozen men, most of whom weren’t even gambler’s each beat over a hundred gold pieces on Derek the Destroyer. Several of them placed over a thousand on his victory. Gabriel simply smiled knowingly at all of them as he cut himself with a pocket knife and signed over thirty blood contracts. When you sign a blood contract you have to pay your debt, or you die.

  “Ladies and gentlemen! Are you ready to see another fight? Let’s applaud for Derek the Destroyer!” The pretentious little announcer man said. “Jack the Bear!” He said. A few polite people clapped. “Let’s go to war!” He shouted and then ran away to the Judge’s booth. He hid behind all of the judges just in case.

  The Destroyer charged at Jack and pushed him with all his might. Jack tried to stay on his feet but he fell into the mud. Derek laughed at him and took a few steps forward. Jack dug his hand into the mud and waited patiently. Derek took the final steps until he was leaning over Jack. He raised his fist and tried to bring it down on Jack’s skull when Jack threw a handful of mud into Derek’s eyes. Derek stood there in pain and he clawed at his eyes. He was blind and scared.

  Jack got to his feet and began punching Derek in the stomach as hard and as fast as he could he landed thirty weak blows to Derek’s stomach before Derek kicked Jack as hard as he could. Jack flew into the air and landed in the mud. Derek walked toward him. He had gotten enough mud out of his eyes so he could see. He pounced onto Jack and began elbowing and punching Jack’s head. Jack gritted in pain while grabbing a handful of mud. He mashed it into Derek’s eyes. Derek screamed in pain and frustration. He wasn’t scared of the pain, he was scared of losing.

  Jack stood up and started punching Derek as hard as he could. His strikes weren’t too powerful but they were fast. Jack hit Derek thirty times before the mud was cleared from his eyes. Jack kicked Derek in the chest as hard as he could. Derek fell into the mud. He tried to get his massive body to stand up but he slipped in the mud. Jack pounced on top of Derek and knelt on top of him. He knelt over Derek and punched him as hard as he could.

  “Damn.” Gabriel thought aloud. ‘Jack can throw a punch from the top.’

  Derek exclaimed loudly in pain. Jack continued to punch until Derek’s face was nothing but blood. Derek put up a good fight and tried to cover his face. He threw a few punches at Jack but he didn’t have enough power from his back to damage Jack. Jack punched until Derek just lay there in a pile of his own blood.

  The pompous announcer jogged over to Jack and said, “Oh my God! You won the fight! Stood beating a dead horse for god sake's stand up and celebrate!”

  Jack stood up with a blank expression. He had won. He had seriously hurt someone. The pompous announcer grabbed Jack’s muddy hand and raised it into the air. Jack forced a smile and took in the frenzy of attention and love. After ten minutes he walked to the judge’s booth and collected his winnings. Gabriel collected his winnings and smiled. He got three hundred pieces of gold. He put it into a cloth bag on a string on his neck.

  Gabriel walked around grabbing the losing Gambler’s by the necks and reminded them they had to pay him. Everyone stared venomously at Gabriel but they couldn’t lay a hand on him, they were bound by the blood oath. Anyway he was a dragon. Gabriel collected about thirty thousand gold pieces more than he’d ever had in his life. He put them in his three money bags and learned that they wouldn’t quite hold it all. He held three gold coins with 100 engraved in them.

  Jack enjoyed his newfound attention for a little while. He smiled and talked with everyone. They stared at him with open mouths and absorbed everything he said. Eventually he had had enough. Jack needed a drink, or thirty. A group of people swarmed Jack with attention and questions until he had enough. He roared and transformed into a giant grizzly bear. He stood on two legs and roared angrily. Everyone around him fled and disappeared. Except for one brave man.

  “How does it feel?” Gabriel asked the bear.

  The bear became a man who said, “What?”

  “Realizing how powerful you really are.” Gabriel said.

  “I don’t know. It feels… very different. It feels good, bad, scary, exciting. It’s the craziest feeling I’ve ever had and I’ve been in love a few times. How does it possibly feel this bad?” Jack asked desperately.

  “As bad as love is. You are in love with yourself. That’s the feeling.” Gabriel said knowledgeably. “At least you have me to help you along the way. I really wish I had someone when I was learning.”

  “So you’re not learning anymore?” Jack teased.

  Gabriel thought of Hilaria. She loved him and didn’t care that he was a dragon. “Not anymore.” He said. “I have to run, enjoy your winnings.” Gabriel said. He ran back to the inn and said, “Where’s Hilaria?”

  “I think she’s in the basement a drunk voice replied.

  Gabriel ran down the wooden stairs to the basement. He saw Hilaria dusting and cleaning the corners. “What are you doing?” He asked curiously.

  “Well since Tom got killed, someone needs to take care of the inn.” She said.

  “Are you mad I killed Tom?” Gabriel asked.

  Hilaria turned to him. “Of course not,” She said with a beautiful smile. She walked into his arms and they embraced each other in a big hug. She smiled up into his bright green eyes and he gazed deep into her blue ones. He was a good soul, a good person.

  “How about you fuck me down here again?” She asked.

  “Let’s do it.” Gabriel said. They took off their clothes and smiled sinfully at each other.

  Hilaria took her position and spread her legs. “Fuck me.” She said with a smile.

  Gabriel smiled and obeyed.

  When they finished they walked up to the bar. Hilaria might still be under the influence of oxytocin and romantic endorphins but regardless she yelled, “Gabriel for king.”

  A chant started in the bar, “Gabriel for king. Gabriel for king. Gabriel for KING!” Everyone smiled, drank their drinks and stared at Gabriel with admiration.

  Gabriel had always thought of himself as the bad boy. Now that he was the good boy his feelings changed. Instead doing everything possible to drink as much as possible he decided to do everything he could to spend as much time with, around and in Hilaria. He looked into her glazed eyes as she smiled and chanted, “Gabriel for King.” Gabriel was the king. He knew it because he had found his Queen.

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  Major Chance at Love

  A Bad Boy Military Paranormal Romance

  By: Ruby Garrett

   Copyright 2016 by Ruby Garrett (Author).

  All rights reserved.

  In no way is it legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher. All rights reserved.

  Respective authors own all copyrights not held by the publisher.

  Introduction

  I wanted to start off by thanking you for taking the time to read my book Major Chance at Love. This is my second book ever written and it has been a long time coming, so I am excited to find out what each of you think about my book, the story and the characters within it.

  The ideas for any book I write comes from unique and the most unlikely of places: my past, my memories, still photographs of people I never met and the tales told to me by loved ones.

  My goal for Major Chance at Love is that I hope you love it as much as I do and secondly, that you get lost within the story, fall in love with the characters and the depth of who each of them are as they are real as you or I. I also hope to continue the series if this book is well received.

  Enjoy!

  Chapter 1

  Major Dirk McDonald joined the US Army as a cadet and worked tirelessly to reach the rank of Majo
r which he held with pride next to his love for mountain hiking. On every vacation that came his way Dirk McDonald would head for Mountain Fairway, his favorite haunt. His batch mates were always petrified as he negotiated the mountain and its jagged edges as if he was driving his 4-wheel on smooth terrain. They could never decipher how he did it, but Dirk McDonald did it, no matter what. He had asked Ellen his wife to join him several times, but she had always refused.

 

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