Anodite Gwen Tennyson Novels & Stories

Camilla hadn’t liked that word and Julian hadn’t either. Because Gwen hadn’t been abstract. She had been precise. Her words had carried weight, timing, and intention. She had paused in places that made no conversational sense, unless someone else was filling the silence. And then there were the earrings. Julian’s jaw tightened. Cheap, the attendant had said. Unremarkable. Barely worth the display case. Yet Gwen had looked at them like she was seeing a ghost. No, like she was seeing home. She had not asked anyone’s opinion nor had she hesitated. She had simply said, “I want those.” And something in her spine had straightened when she put them on.

Gwen wagged a finger at Anne and remarked “Anne Luckser Vanlimz, it seems that you still don’t know the Tennyson family very well.” “You don't know me very well, either.” Anne shot back, her eyes narrowed dangerously. “Really? as long as I’m interested, nobody can hide anything from me.” Gwen smiled. Anne looked at sharp sharply. Gwen raised her hands as she gazed at Anne. She suddenly smiled and said “If you don’t believe me, I will prove it to you. You have taken good care of yourself and your facial features aren’t shabby. There must be a lot of men who are interested in you. It must be hard to control yourself with that many temptations. Jordan, find out how many times she had cheated .

"And I can't blame her. Look at them. I've never seen a better looking couple, not even in the movies. Gwen always raves about my looks, but she's drop dead gorgeous and doesn't even realize it, but Steve does. He knew it even when she was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and jeans at the mall. He saw it before we did. This is going to be a romance for the ages!" Gwen had never been so nervous about the first day of school. She took a seat next to Charlotte and waited for attendance to be taken. The homeroom teacher, Ms. Angela Walker, looked over the room as she waited for quiet, and then she began. "Thomas Acker?" was the first name on her list. She glanced at him when he signaled that he was pr

It was simple, but I was worried that it might be too simple. Gwen slapped my arm. "Of course! You look perfect. All the men will have their eyes on you, trust me," she grinned. I laughed it off, but I secretly wondered if Kaden would be taken with my outfit. I hoped so. "One minute," Gwen said, walking back to the drawer. After much rifling, she returned with a gold piece. It was a simple choker necklace, and it was beautiful. She helped me put it on and then she made me look in the mirror again. "You're perfect."

The joy she was feeling was so mighty she was unsure how to use it. Perhaps like Beth, she should write about it. Gwen wasn't one to play with an inkpot and parchments. She would rather choose to race around the Manor or engage in activities to cause one to worry than sit still or pick up a book to read. She enjoyed physical work, no matter how unproductive, she enjoyed it, but at the moment, she was bursting with excitement and needed to contain it. She couldn't run around the Manor or walk about their land, their mother would have a fit. Maybe if she really scribbled in a book like Beth, or on a parchment as she had no books, she would be able to take a hold on her emotions.

Gwen POV The air was so heavy with the smell of blood and spoilt boots. The bodies of the treacherous bastards elders lay still on the ground like logs of wood, their betrayal met with the same violence they had plotted against me and that is brutal death. Ronan had disappeared again. He slipped from my grasp like a fleeting shadow in the air. And Tina? She was imprisoned in chains and that is where she should be, unconscious, but I knew better than to consider her defeated too strong.

Adrian said, feeling helpless. Nadine sniggered and nuzzled her face on Adrian’s arm a few times. “Don’t forget that you’re doing this for Wyvern Peak and the country. You’ll just have to suffer for a little while. Also, you won’t find another woman in Southrive with a figure as fine as mine.” “What a coincidence. My wife’s figure is better than yours,” Adrian said to her. “I’m the one and only Nadine Gardner. Will you find another Nadine Gardner anywhere in this world? Aren’t you bored of looking at the same old woman all the time? Isn't it good to change things up?” Nadine retorted.

Gwyneth leaned close to Eirene’s ear and whispered, “Give this to the Alpha. Just say it’s a birthday gift from you.” Eirene froze. “What?” she asked, confused. Gwyneth gave no answer. She had already stepped back, smiling widely. “Have fun,” she said lightly, as if nothing unusual had happened. Then she walked away and greeted another guest casually. Eirene stared after Gwyneth, bewildered. Her hand was still clenched tightly around the object. Slowly, she lowered her gaze and opened her fingers. Resting in her palm was a necklace. Its silver chain was thin and delicate. It bore a small, cylindrical pendant that she assumed was made of wood.