Duncan X Gwen Novels & Stories

______________ . . . 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 glanced around her room, it was neatly arranged and put together. I hear a car pulled up, and stepped near her window to peep in. I pushed the curtain at side to take a look, two men stepped out a car. They looked like a regular gangster but those are not my men, They exchange few words glancing around. And I knew they were from my rival gang, I Smirked. Stepping away from the window and I glanced at the drawer in Gwen's chamber. I went to it and pulled it opened it was full with clothes and nothing no cigarettes in sight.

Gwen and Lena. They had been talking and laughing like they had known each other for years. Gwen’s face was lighter than I had seen in days. Lena was gesturing animatedly, that mischievous smile on her lips that usually meant trouble. My stomach tightened. What the hell were they talking about? I stopped in shock,glancing from one to the other. Gwen looked up and our eyes met. For a second, something passed between us then she looked away quickly, cheeks flushing. Lena noticed me and grinned. “Oh, look who decided to appear.”

I unlocked my phone, opened up our chat history, and decided to type out a quick message to check in on him: > Hey Leon, it’s Gwen. I haven’t seen you around campus at all since that night in the woods, and I just wanted to make sure you're doing okay. Drop me a line as soon as you see this. > I hit the send button, letting out a quiet breath.

Chapter 17: Peach Pit and Mrs Denaro Gwen The day before the wedding, Nico called. I almost didn't answer. But when I saw his name on my screen, I couldn't ignore him. "Hi," I said softly. "Don't marry him." No greeting. Just those three words, raw and desperate. "Nico—" "Please, Gwen. I'm begging you. Walk away. I'll help you disappear. I have money saved. We can go somewhere he'll never find us."

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.”

"This is kinda relevant to your question earlier. Dawn is also Dusk's double in the movie. She's doing the sexy scenes for her sister who's uncomfortable of showing her body or acting sensual on camera." My eyes squinted. "So you're saying I'm comfortable with it?" I uttered. It was too late for me to realize that I said it out loud. Laughter echoed the place. "No…" Caleb shook his head with a silly smile on his face. "Then why did you do it?" Chibi asked. "For my twin… and he pleaded." Chibi gasped and laughed. "Is it true, Caleb? Your girlfriend seems to reveal your secret to your fans."

She smiles—a small, hesitant thing—and waves. But inside the apartment, suspicion is starting to coil like a spring. Gwen watches them walk toward the entrance, her mind racing. She tells herself over and over: Selene has a guy she’s seeing. She knows I’ve had a crush on CK since forever. She’s my best friend. She wouldn't hurt me like that. She’d tell me. They walk inside the apartment together, the air in the hallway feeling suddenly thin. Gwen meets them at the door, her arms open, her smile a bit too bright.

The door opens two minutes later and Gwen walks in with a bag over her shoulder and her coat still on and she looks at me and then she looks at Damien and then she looks at me again. “Are you okay,” she says. “I’m fine,” I say. She looks at Damien. He looks back at her, steady and patient, and doesn’t say anything, which is the right thing to do with Gwen because Gwen makes up her mind about people in the first thirty seconds and anything you say in that window either helps or hurts. Gwen looks at him for a long moment. Then she looks at me. “He’s not what I expected,” she says, like he is not standing right there.

The corners of my lips quivered harshly, the only movements that could be heard in the room that had now fallen eerily silent were those if Declan's soft snoring. "I said where the fuck are you coming from?!" His voice was crass and angry, causing me to flinch and flip my eyes shut. I opened them again and noticed a figure beside him. I could definitely recognize Gwen's unmistakable figure. I tilted my head in slight confusion. Gwen had said something about enjoying her weekend, so what was she still doing here? "Declan and I were having some fun catching crickets in the woods." I forced out and made myself to look at him. Maybe I shouldn't have because if his piercing glare could kill, I ma