Ben X Gwen Novels & Stories

"That's a little bold, Ben. You are a guy. What makes you think you can locate Bree's wedding dress out of the million shops in London?" Ben looked at Gaby and clucked at her. "I'm gay. 'Nuff said, woman. When have I ever steered you wrong?" Ben gave Gaby a thorough long look up and down. It was no secret he picked out her clothes all the time, and that she always took his suggestions to heart. Ben was good with fashion and design. God, I loved them both so much.

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...

"Do you want to get a disciplinary report on the very first day of the school year, Ben?" Faced with the power of the Student Council President, a petty bully like Ben knew better than to openly cross him. He swallowed his rage, his facial muscles twitching, but he quickly forced himself to lower his voice, switching to a fake, placating smile. "Come on, President, it’s just a misunderstanding. Gwendolyn and I are old classmates. We haven't seen each other all summer, so we were just messing around a bit. Right, Gwen?" Ben turned to look at me, his eyes filled with a clear threat.

Brian answered. Gwen saw the relief in Benson’s eyes, and she knew exactly why. It actually hurt Gwen, but to her, she was just disciplining her child. She knew Benson would eventually understand her ways. She was different from Noelle. Noelle was weak. She, on the other hand, knew how to be efficient. To distract Brian from Ben’s reaction, Gwen smiled at her son. “Did you hear that, Ben? It’s great! You are going to spend time with your grandparents.”

"Jeremiah has to add her to the list. I need to see her." "Aria, you need to calm down." Benji's voice is stern as he speaks. Instead of going to grab at the piece of paper, the palm of his hands settle on my shoulders. Sparks dance against my skin as he slowly rubs up and down, trying his best to settle my nerves. "I don't know who you are talking about. Who is it?" "H-her n-name is Gwen. Gwen Woods from the Saphira pack." I hiccup, finally succumbing to the tears that have been threatening my vision.

'' Steffan smirked as he stood up from the couch and fished something out of the drawer of his table. A vibrator. Karlisle tightened his jawline. ''Holy shit...'' Steffan inserted the vibrator inside him as Karlisle watched. Karlisle bit his lips. ''Tell me how it feels~'' ''It feels so good... Stretching my tight hole...'' 'Better than my dick?''' ''Your dick is better... Ahh!'' Steffan screamed as he bucked his hips as he found his prostate. Karlisle moved down on the floor and pulled the vibrator out of Steffan's hole and started sucking it while staring straight at Steffan's eyes. ''Just tastes like you..''

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

He does not even greet us and his whole demeanor is cold and distant. “Hey, Cutie.” I clench my fist when Gwen greets Xaden, who just looks at her. “Gwen is greeting you,” Xael tells Xaden, who still does not respond. Gwen flashes her repulsive smile before crouching down and giving Xaden a gift bag. “I got you a surprise. I bet you will love it. All your friend at the palace will be wowed,” she tells Xaden, who still does not respond until she turns to Xael with misty eyes.

“Look, I'm a big girl and I can handle what you have to say. Whoever this person is, he is important enough for you to use his name as a password.” Before she could finish, Alexander started laughing. Slinging her purse over her shoulder, Gwen crossed her arms, watching as he continued to laugh until he started to cough. He held up his hands, trying to compose himself, but he couldn't. Gwen grew tired of laughing at her expense and started walking towards the door. "Hang on!" **

The next moment, Raven throws himself at me, wrapping his arms and legs around me so that I stumble back and we both crush down on the sofa. “You’re fucking kidding me!” he yells. “You’ve got to be screwing with me! I’m going to see them live? No shit, James? You’re my fucking favorite person in the world, you know that? I fucking love you, do you know that?” I can see Catherine in the background, wincing at his string of curses. She catches my eye and mouths, ‘What is it?’ “Two tickets to a ‘Fake Drug’ show in Harrisburg,” I growl, trying to unglue Raven from me. “Come on, dude, let go. Seriously, you’re overreacting.”