Ben X Gwen Romance Fanfiction Novels & Stories

ANASTASIA The pain of being constantly ignored and getting less attention from your lover is no different from slitting your wrist. I remained in my car, staring at the entrance of his house and the text messages we had a few hours ago. I love Ben, and I will do anything for our relationship to be better again. We used to be so much in love, but lately it seems like he loathes me. His eyes have gone totally empty whenever he stares at me. Bennett used to stare at me with so much love that I could see it burning in his eyes, but not anymore.

Here, he smiled at the audience and introduced her, “Everyone, this is Xena Jackson, and she’s my girlfriend. And we’re a match made in heaven.” Ben’s expression soured, and redness limned his eyes although he was well aware that Xena was a cruel and horrible person. A woman like her was not even worthy of his affections, but he had been with her for a long time. His heart still ached when he saw her. “Oh. So she’s your girlfriend now? Congratulations! It’s only right that a beauty is paired with a prince, instead of some neet who only knows how to play video games all day. It would be a miracle if the girlfriend of someone like that didn’t run off!”

She looked at the two of them and said, "Ok. I'm not sure about dating you guys yet. I can't really decide that until I've experienced intimacy with a woman. But if you guys don't mind that, I would love to give sex a try." Gwen walked over and took the empty glass from her hand. She placed it on the coffee table and said, "I am more than ok with that. I actually love the idea of being your first. Don't worry about the relationship questions yet. Let's just focus on feeling pleasure tonight. The rest will work itself out." Then she placed her hands on Destiny's cheeks and kissed her gently on the lips. Gwen's kiss was soft and light, different from the men she had kissed. Different but not u

she said as Giovanni nodded before entering the room, closing the door behind. Silence filled the room as Giovanni walked towards Benjamin before kneeling in front of him, “Please talk to me,” he pleaded as Benjamin remained silent, staring out of the window, “Did you find my granddaughter?” He asked, breaking the silence, “No, but I promise we’ll find her,” Giovanni said, grabbing onto his wheelchair, “Then there’s nothing to talk about,” Benjamin said, finally looking down at him, who looked at him desperately, “There is, please,” he pleaded as Benjamin’s eyes softened, “It’s Genesis, isn’t it?” He asked as Giovanni nodded, “He’s out of control and I’m worried about him, he’s never been li

When I pulled back slightly, she bit her lip again, her hands reaching down to grab my naked buttcheeks, gripping them as if I belonged to her—like I was hers and no one else’s. "Fuck," I choked out, closing my eyes and leaning my forehead against hers. The sensation was incredible. Her warmth and wetness welcomed me in a way that felt like paradise on earth. I started to moan, though I tried to keep it lower than hers. The peak was coming fast, the intensity of being with her out here in the wild stripping away every bit of my control. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I breathed out. Gwen didn't say a word. She just had this seductive, sexy look on her face, her eyes dark and enticing. A few seconds

He had all sorts of ways to torture him. He soon found something in his pocket— “What’s your relationship with Guinevere?” When Ben found the evidence, his face turned gloomy, and he questioned him. “Why is your phone full of her pictures?” “She had nothing to do with this!” The slightly obese man lay on the ground in an awkward position. He resisted at first. However, after a little of Ben’s persuasion methods, he immediately howled in pain. “I… I am a fan of Gwen!”

"Darling, stop struggling," Gwen said. "I went out of my way to find this incense specifically to prevent you from doing exactly what you're doing now. It even contains some aphrodisiacs. I'm doing this for the sake of our happiness, so don't blame me." "How are you going to explain this to Joanna's parents? She's your cousin! How could you do this to her?" I fumed, glaring at Gwen. I seriously couldn't wrap my head around how my gentle and sensible wife had turned into this madwoman.

I had built a life I was proud of, one where I commanded respect and held my head high. Benjamin’s POV After securing Abigail's release and returning to the hotel, I couldn't shake the image of Racheal from my mind. The transformation was astounding. The weak, calm, and heartbroken woman I left behind was now a confident, powerful professional. I felt a strange mix of admiration and regret. I needed to understand what had happened in her life since our bitter divorce. I booked a flight for Abigail back to Bologna; I didn’t want to leave just yet. I felt I should try and find out what Racheal has been up to ever since our divorce. But I gave Abigail the excuse that I wanted to try and handle

As I descended from the sky, my wings gracefully folding behind me, Jonathan greeted me with a tender smile. “Are you ready for another taste, Jonathan?” I asked, my voice laced with a teasing tone. I knew the intoxicating effect my blood had on him, and I found pleasure in fulfilling his desires. He nodded eagerly, a mix of longing and adoration visible in his eyes. “Always, my love. Your blood is the sweetest nectar, a temptation I can never resist.” I extended my arm, offering my wrist to him. He brought my wrist to his lips with a gentle touch, his fangs grazing my skin. As he drank, I felt a surge of warmth and connection between us, a bond strengthened with every sip he took.

The rounded tip smoothed across my lower lips and caught on the very rim, and I gasped, reaching around and cupping his buttocks with my palms, fully intent on shoving him inside. The door burst open, and to my mortification, Gwen swept into the room. The sight of her son naked and poised over his girlfriend didn’t seem to bother her at all, as she made no mention of the compromising situation. Instead, she marched past us and snatched the box of condoms from the night table. At the same time, she tossed the corner of the covers over the two of us. “I’m glad I found you like this,” she said. Gwen blushed. “Well, not precisely like this like this, but together and happy anyway. I think you ob