Cody X Gwen Novels & Stories

tomorrow. C.W. "I-i was accepted?" I smiled, but it rapidly faded as I realized something was wrong. "I was a ccepted without being interviewed? That's awesome!" I went back through the email and read it again. "C.W.? It looks familiar... Where have I seen something like this before?"

Well, except for the gaze of the man burning holes through my head, I was fine. "I'm Damon. You caught my attention since the beginning of the show but I did not want to disturb you so I waited till the end of the show to approach you." I breathed out as if he was nervous to talk to me. Looking at him now, he had great looks. He was pretty handsome and he was taller than I am. Very well. But not as tall as…. Stop that right now, it thought. "Oh….. I… I'm not very good at this. My name is Gwen. I'm a fashion enthusiast that luckily got an invite to come to a great show like this one." I said to him and he laughed. He had a nice smile.

______________ . . . 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.

I feel the pull of our wolf’s both wanting to be together, though Lumi is trying very hard to not give in to her desires. “Gwen, the bed is perfect… but it might not be-” Jay begins, but before he can say something that’ll make me blush further, I elbow him in the chest and break free from his embrace. He lets out a choking cough and shoots me a hurt look, though it is soon replaced by a smirk.

"Let's begin the night with bidding on this young lady, and remember, cash only. No checks or IOU's!" Suddenly the lights dimmed and a small spotlight shone on Gwen. She looked around in surprise and squeezed Steve's hand. For his part, Steve smiled and whispered to her that she was expected to go up to the stage. Still blushing, Gwen rose and gracefully proceeded to stand next to the DJ. "You can all see why we selected this lovely young lady to begin the festivities. My sources tell me that she will be attending Sparta High as a senior this year. Do I hear an opening bid for the first dance with Miss Gwen Anderson?"

I notice she has the same sharp blonde hair as Tina. Even their facial features are similar. "Oh cousin...Gwen here is our pack's performer. She's a r-" Liam does not let her finish. Performer was already a code word for whore. I notice that Miles raises an eyebrow. "Well, I believe we've familiarized ourselves enough? Would you care to dance, Tina?" Liam takes Tina to the dance floor and the rest of the group disperses. Only Miles stays behind. "I've never seen a 'performer' being let into events like these." He says, taking a sip of his drink.

Did they think it would be easy for them to wipe me out? I stepped under the shower and hissed in pain when water penetrated the bandage. I remembered the slicing and stabbing of skin and that tattoo that belongs to the children of the ruin gang. I will fucking wipe out the entire gang and spare no one. I stayed under the shower for a few minutes before stepping out of the bathroom naked into the room. Only to meet Gwen who enters the room with the aid box. At first she didn't notice me and when she did, she screamed, dropping the box.

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.

I instantly spot Cayde and Gwen beside my car and they looked like they were debating again. "Why can't you be just discreet?" I heard Gwen hissed, her back was facing me so I couldn't tell what her expression was right now. But she sounded frustrated about something. "Discreet?" Cayde snickered bitterly at her words. "They must know——" Strangely, he stopped halfway, clenching his jaw. Gwen turned in my direction and grinned happily at me as if they weren't about to scream at each other a while ago. "Sagebean! We are waiting for you. Why did you take so long, birthday girl?"

Zach went to find Stella… No, Gwen. He saw her having breakfast with Lou, and she looked up and smiled at him when he approached them. “Zach.” “Did you meet Jared Crawford again?” Zach asked while furrowing his eyebrows. “Yes, and he still took me as Gwen,” Gwen looked down and answered unhappily. Zach felt a twitch in his heart. “Did he tell you a lot of things? Did you feel anything?” Gwen looked displeased. “Disgust, and hate. I just want to leave this ship now.”