Courtney X Gwen Novels & Stories

I'd expected the stylist to be a middle aged woman in a pantsuit and kitten heels but instead, I was met with a young woman, probably no older than twenty-three. She had a short bob and was dressed in a bright red blazer over a black jumpsuit with chunky gold earrings that somehow didn’t feel overdone. I suddenly felt very stupid and inferior in my sweatshirt and jeans combo. “Uh. Hi.” I greeted. She turned around to face me, a big smile on her face. “Hi. You must be Larissa. I'm Gwendolyn but everyone calls me Gwen.” Her cheerful energy threw me off. Considering she was someone in Brayden's employ and she'd just been laughing with him — probably at me — I'd expected her to have the same con

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 muttered as she pulled her hand from mine slowly. As we got back into the car and made our way to Holt Holdings, Gwen started picking at her fingers as I noticed this I knew she was nervous to meet the council members. I watched it for a moment then looked away and said nothing because she would tell me she was fine and she was allowed to have that. "Do I look okay?" she asked quietly without turning from the window. I looked at her. The dress was deep and fitted and the slit caught the light when she shifted in her seat, her hair was pulled back in a way that showed the line of her jaw which was set and composed even now.

Ashley came through the door. “I could have sworn that I could feel Court…” He was saying and stopped midway when she launched herself into his body. He wrapped his arms around her. “My mate. “ “You guys are back already?” Gwen asked when Courtney finally let go of Ashley to stand on her own, although he wrapped his arms across her shoulders. “No, we are not. I came to check on you guys, where is Vince and Jessica.” Courtney frown before gasping when she saw the baby. “Already, I was gone for just three days.”

Janet said very sincerely, "Because we have only been dating for a few days, there are too many uncertainties, so I haven't told the lady of the house yet, it's not intentional to keep it a secret!" "I was actually planning to tell you after summer vacation ended..." Courtney said, her face showing the shyness and sweetness of a young girl, indicating that she truly had feelings for Gaven. "Are you really dating Gaven?" Lauryn asked, half-believing and half-doubting. "Madam, I have been by Miss Courtney's side day and night, I can testify! I have witnessed them chatting until late at night on numerous occasions, and they have had more than one date! These past few days, Miss Courtney has bee

On the day of my wedding anniversary, I receive a strange photo from a friend back home. "Why is your wife working at a nightclub?" his message reads. In the photo he sent, my wife, Gwendolyn Shaw, is wearing a tight-fitting skirt. She looks utterly miserable as a group of men forces alcohol down her throat. I am the richest man in Shenton City. So why on earth is my wife entertaining men for money at a nightclub? Before I can question her about it, she sends me a selfie from a hospital checkup. "It's been three whole years since you left the country, honey. I miss you so much…" I stare at the photo in disbelief. My beautiful wife has shaved her head. Her skin is dry and sallow, and

It would be up to Mike to contact his ex-fiancé Gwen Carrington to let her collect the rest of the items in the apartment before it went back on the market. Gwen was under court order to stay away from Kyle after she assaulted him, a flight attendant, and an Air Marshal on their recent flight back from France. The last time he'd seen her was in the courtroom and she'd avoided looking at him which was a small mercy. The judge ordered her to seek counseling on her obsessive behavior or face jail time. He hoped she took it to heart.

When Eleanor saw her, she quickly ran to Gwen’s place and checked if she was okay. " Are you okay? How did they know you were both there? "She asked continuously. Gwen sighed and massaged her temples. "Don’t start, Eleanor, I don't even know. Do you have water? My head is splitting, " she said and walked along with Eleanor. After she drank water, she sat down and rested her head on Eleanor’s shoulder. "This is Adrianna and Evergrace and that’s Callista, Clyde’s acquaintance, " Eleanor said as she introduced me to the ladies.

Gwen Carter. I turned around, recovering from my fit of laughter, and for sure, it was Gwen. Alena stopped laughing too, and she looked at Gwen. "Hey, Gwen," I greeted her. Her attention was on Alena, though. "Hey, Dyl. You look amazing tonight," she said softly. Something was up. "Thanks. You look gorgeous as well." Gwen grabbed a chair and sat next to Alena. I could tell Alena felt insecure. "Hello, Gwen," Alena started.

People began murmuring, their whispers threading through the air like invisible tendrils. "Is that Gwen Summerbell?" "She looks even more stunning than before." "Didn't she disappear after her father took her to London?" I ignored them, keeping my head high. Then, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces, a familiar one emerged. "Gwen!" Jersey, the birthday girl herself, rushed toward me, her arms outstretched. She was as radiant as ever in a stunning deep-red gown, her dark curls styled to perfection. I smiled as she pulled me into a warm embrace.