David And Gwen Novels & Stories

DYLAN "But you've been cheating on me as well," Gwen said, cupping my cheeks with her warm hands. "We've both been cheating on each other, which makes us even." I put my hands on top of Gwen's and slid them off my face. "We're even, yes, but also officially done. I want this to be fair for the two of us. I don't want to break your heart. Deep down, you know you don't love me either. It's simply an obsession."

She closed her laptop slightly, giving me her full attention. "No. No problem. I just wanted to confirm it, that's all." I shrugged, trying to look like I didn't care. "Why?" "Nothing. Just checking." Gwen stared at me, her green eyes searching my face as if she were looking for a crack in the armor. After a long moment, she let out a frustrated sigh. "Okay." She looked back down at her screen. "Did you guys talk about anything else?" I asked, the words out of my mouth before I could stop them. "Aside from the date?"

We were all seated in the departure lounge, waiting for my gate number to be announced. Gwen had not yet arrived, and the flight was scheduled for the next ten minutes. “She just can't go anywhere without her lover, now can she?” Elena said with disgust. I followed her gaze until I spotted Gwen. She was accompanied by the same man I had seen her with in the office parking lot. He was helping her with her luggages and they were both grinning widely. I clenched my fist as fury welled up inside me.

he says, a serious look on his face. I smile, “thank you, though I’m not sure how this will turn out but I’m really glad you’re here. It will take the heat off me” He nods, “please show me the way”. I nod, “follow me” I say, walking to the parlour. I don’t know if it’s David aura and how tall he just is or the fact that he’s a stranger but all eyes are on him and no one is smiling. Despite my family’s cold and reserved looks, David speaks up, “Good evening, my name is David Carter and I am Lena’s husband” he says, squeezing my hands.

He stood, and we shook hands; then he was gone. The office door clicked shut, and it was just the two of us in the room. Gwen started to move off my lap. I pulled her back and kissed her, and she made a sound against my mouth that was half protest and half something else, and then she kissed me back and pulled away sharply. "My team," she gasped, and her voice was slightly breathless, which I noted with satisfaction. “They've been waiting since this morning, and we have two days…” she continued.

She was now wondering if he remembered that when picking the place. They got a table near the window that had an amazing view, and even though they caught a few eyes on the way, the people inside the restaurant seemed more concerned with their meals than the two new diners, which Gwen appreciated. She didn't want to make to the headlines on the next morning just because she was having dinner with her ex. "So… Are you not modeling anymore?" Finn asked as soon as the waiter served them wine and left the table. Gwen took a sip from her glass before answering. When they first met, Gwen was a burgeoning model and a spokeswoman for a cosmetic company.

She answers my unasked question, and my eyes widens. “Who would have thought.” I grin, and we sit on the bench, as we catch up. She’s studying Food Science, and Dylan is a Stoke broker. They got married last year, and She’s five months pregnant. We keep talking, and I forget I’m waiting for Nins. “Gwen.” Nins calls to me. “Cher, I’ll call you.” I say, and I hug her, then I walk to Nins. “Who was that?” She asks as we get in the Car

"Gwen can heal anyone's injury, whoever is wounded or struggling from death. But it cannot obliterate that her fate is bound to be in solitary because innumerable creatures thirst for her blood. They will do everything to haunt her or kill her to get her blood; that's why she is the Medeora Curse." Growling in pain and fury, I growled and prepared myself for another attack that I knew would not come. It took everything I had not to shift my gaze back up to Alpha. My wolf begged him to understand why I lied. And this is the hardest part of all. This is what I fear the most, to meet my mate and fall in love because the truth is undeniably terrifying. "We are the only creature here in La Cavier

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

AI enthusiasts and venture capitalists surveyed the booths for potential investments, while judges evaluated each entry. When Gwen and Brian, along with their friends, entered the conference hall, many recognized them. Gwen automatically circled her arm around Brian’s and raised her chin. Murmurs echoed around them. “Gwen Porter and Brian Kingsley really look good together.” “They have been dating for a long time now. I bet they are getting married.” “Hear that?” Lucy noted. “Everyone is talking about how you will be Mrs. Kingsley soon enough.” “Brian should put a ring on it,” Daisy commented. “Our Gwen is absolutely the best out there.”