Anodite Gwen Tennyson Novels & Stories

Her dress remained untouched, with not a single stain, and her expression was disturbingly calm, almost innocent. “Gwen! What in the name of the Moon Goddess are you doing?!” I turned toward the voice. It was Vada, the same she-wolf I often saw with Gwen these past few weeks. She was also the omega who had arrived with her in my territory. But Gwen ignored her completely. “You may now place your final bets!” the announcer’s voice boomed through the arena. The crowd erupted almost immediately. “Is there even a question who’s winning?” “Adon’s going to tear her apart.”

"The black fog didn't harm me, and I think it's because I'm your mate." "But why would the moon goddess pair us together?" Gwendolyn whispered. "Was it a mistake?" "Don't say that, Gwen. Being mated to you is one of the best things to ever happen to me. You're so stubborn and hardheaded, and sweet and full of life. I can't imagine not being mated to you." She smiled and caressed his hand. "That was really sweet." "I mean every word." "I know you do." She was quiet for a moment. "What is a Dark Onyx anyway?"

It craved it—craved the bond, the unity, the claim. But my human side… wasn’t so sure. “I… I see,” I whispered, my hands unconsciously folding together. Gwen, sensing the energy shift, gave me a tight but understanding smile. “I’ll leave you to it,” she said softly, excusing herself and heading down the corridor toward her room, the hem of her gown trailing behind her like a shadow of silence. I turned slowly to face Rowan and Asher again, just as Ansel entered space, his presence consuming the air like a firestorm. His eyes didn’t leave mine for even a second.

Nicole remarks, disregarding any impact on her status as the mother of the youngest, highly principled CEO. Gwen, engrossed in her chocolate mousse, casually turns her focus towards Mrs. Nicole, unfazed by the confrontation. As if the chocolate mousse she is enjoying is more important than the long ugly shadows before her eyes, trying to engulf her entire existence. "Did you charm someone immediately upon leaving the house? Gwen! You may lack shame, but I can't deny you're a flawless manipulator!" Anusha grits her teeth, her own beauty dimmed in comparison to Gwen's breathtaking allure. But Gwen's unbreakable reluctance is utterly annoying and infuriating.

“He will come around after seeing the stress you will pass through “ Miss yen said for Gwen to nod. She sat down on her bed sighing as she wished deep down, she is carrying Aaron McNair child not an unknown injected sperm. She don’t know why she desperately wants Aaron but from the day she saw him at their family dinner, she wanted everything about him. His cold aura, the intimidating presence, his well carved jawline and his beautiful thick lips. Gwen blush as she imagined Aaron dark brown eyes starring into her own, she could remember when she stripped him off and his beautiful masculine body was so warm and soft. His member was big enough only if it rises that day she would have had the b

Gwen gasped and grabbed a handful of his silky hair. "I only come when I pleasure myself, thinking about your touch, the power of you inside me. That's what kept me going all this time," she admitted. And she moaned when Trent gave her clit a hard suck while stabbing her with his tongue. He would blow her up at that rate. "Do you want me in pieces?" she asked, shocked at how firm her voice could sound when his mouth on her sex seemed to numb her brain. Trent's response was a gruff grunt of assent, and Gwen smiled gently, lifting her head and making him look at her. "Then let me have my favorite costume—one we never got to

CHICAGO 11:34 PM. “This should do it,” Gwen announced as she placed the crystal ball back in its ornate wooden box after a deep inhale. While Taylor watched her, a sinister smile curled on her lips immediately. “This isn’t enough to make her despise Blake just yet, Gwen,” she said.

Odette said to Tyson, one of the knights guarding her. Tyson nodded, while she and Arlo walked away with one other knight. “Arlo, where do you think Anwen goes?” odette asked, walking briskly. “I don’t know, Your Highness.” Meanwhile, Anwen, who had been running away from the research institute building, stopped and leaned against one of the pillars of the health center building. She was crying, but she quickly wiped the tears with the back of her hand because she didn’t want people to see her crying pitifully.

Lord Adonis voice filled the room. Genevieve took her leave as she closed the door behind her disappointed at Lord Adonis reaction, she had hope she would be given the opportunity to watch Lord Adonis cause Audrey some immense pain. What a pity, the vibrant and cold master she'd expected him to be was struggling with mere sentiments. "Is he really Lord Adonis?" Lord Adonis was a doesn't make any sense to Lord Adonis that the woman lying down was Elkanel. She looked fragile and harmless but interestingly wield the power to put an end to his troubles.

“I just want to see what you have--” “Gwen!” I hiss, swatting her hand away. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Instead of answering, she makes a dive at my box just as I’m about to angle my legs to move out of her way. Somehow, she manages to get a hold of it, and as much as I want to snatch it back from her, I don’t want to embarrass myself. The desk woman is already looking at me. I swallow hard and watch as Gwen opens the box, which is a delicate woven twine material that I had to make by hand. A look of shock passes on her face as she takes out one of the sample pieces, which is a silver necklace with an eye-shaped pendant.