Ben 10 Ben And Gwen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Gwene, how are you doing in all honesty?" Gwen found a seat for herself and sat down on one of the chairs that was available. She massaged her eyes, shook her head, and propped her chin on her folded palms while placing her elbows on the table. She did this while leaning forward at the table. "Not good. I have no desire to be at this particular spot. I have no interest in pursuing a conjugal partnership with Noah at this time. The question that was raised was, "Is it really that vampire?" After turning off the sink's water supply, Greta walked over to the chair that was directly across from Gwen and sat down. "Is it true that you are completely and utterly head over heels in love with him?"

"Gwen had removed the official tracker from herself. How did you manage to locate her?" I chose my words carefully. "I installed a tracker on her phone and hacked into the hotel's surveillance footage before finding them together." Anton looked surprised. "You're a hacker?" I smiled and said, "I like computers. I just like tinkering around in my spare time." Nobody knew that I wasn't just capable of hacking into surveillance cameras. I could also extract all of the emails and text messages from Gwen's computer at the snap of a finger. Anton went silent. Gwen was an officer from a classified unit, and she'd deceived the organization and falsified her so-called travel itinerary just to have an

GWEN's POV Five years later... "Welcome to the Summerbell Villa, Madame Gwen." The wheels of the black SUV rolled to a stop in front of the grand estate, its towering iron gates parting to welcome me home after a few years ago. I let out a quiet breath as I glanced at my daughter, Kira, seated beside me. She was clutching her small stuffed bunny, her big brown eyes, peering out the window in awe. "Mommy," she whispered, her tiny voice filled with wonder. "Where are we?"

I kept mute. "First it was Freya, she was married to Benjamin and he even got her that livestock farm, yet she left him for a Scottish brute." Again with Gwen's mother? Wait, a Scottish brute? "Oh yes! And just after having her baby." Teresa agreed. "We all felt bad for Benjamin and we took turns taking care of the young Gwen while her mother was having a good time with a foreigner." "Ha! She only liked him because of his accent. That fellow was a barbarian! Such wild curly red hair, it gave me the chills each time I saw him." What were they saying? That sounded so much like...

Nam looked and sounded frustrated due to not understanding the situation. "Look, I need to go. I have work I'll talk later. Bye Nam!" Gwen yelled as she walked towards the dead end and placed a hand in the wall in front of her where a swirling circle appeared and she got sucked into it before the wall returned back to normal. Nam held her head as she felt dizzy witnessing everything. "Am I tired? Hallucinating? I guess I need sleep." Nam mumbled as she wobbled walking away. Gwen entered the limbo and calmly walked through it until she saw a blindingly white light at the end. Once she crossed the limbo, she looked at the majestic golden gate and sighed.

______________ . . . Gwen smiled as she stared at the photo of her standing next to a wolf Greg on the day of his first shift. He was twelve then. And what a magnificent wolf he was. White fur with specks of grey here and there. Amber eyes that reflected so much kindness. So much like their father. “You promise you are not going to die?” Gwen looked up from her phone and sat back in her chair. “You scared I might?” Greg sighed as he walked in, placing his favorite gadget on the couch across the room before walking over to her desk and sitting opposite her.

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.

Gwen came out of her daze. "Come on. I'll buy you a coffee and a cookie and you can tell me about it," Ben said as he slid out of the van. Gwen's mouth opened to apologize but Ben was already walking across the parking lot. She got out and heard the doors lock behind her. She walked inside and saw Ben sitting in a booth. She slid onto the seat opposite him and a young waitress stepped up to the table. They ordered coffee and cookies as Ben promised and he waited for her to speak.

Ben said with a hearty smile. ‘Don’t say it. Don’t say it.’ I muttered inwardly, trying to keep myself composed. But I could still feel it coming. It was like a boulder rolling downhill that could not be stopped, or a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. “Gwen and I have decided to get married,” Ben said with a wide smile, and I could feel my heart skip. He was about to raise a toast when suddenly his excitement was interrupted by my scream. “No!!!”

“Don’t act so high and mighty, you cheating whore. What right do you have to judge me?” Gwen’s expression contorted with rage, her voice rising to a sharp, piercing pitch. “Yeah, I slept with him! So what? At least I didn’t turn into a full-blown pervert like you!” Ben let out a chilling laugh. “Oh, right. Sleeping with your best friend’s husband must be so commendable. Maybe we should throw you a parade.”