Duncan X Gwen Novels & Stories

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

Duncan Duncan yawned and stretched and then looked down to see Kelly's wonderful red locks bobbing at his crotch. He smiled as she looked up at him seductively with her green eyes and stroked him. Her lips encircling the tip, she sucked forcefully and formed a tight seal around it. Her other hand stroked his shaft tightly as her eyes stayed focused on his. He smiled and stretched his arms behind his head, pausing only to shove a few pillows behind him to make it easier to watch her.

Duncan sat down at a table in the restaurant, gesturing for Weston to join him. Weston sat down, looking at Duncan with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "So, how is he?" Weston asked, nodding towards the TV screens in the restaurant, which were all showing news footage of Reyes and his family. Duncan's expression turned sour, his eyes narrowing as he watched the footage. "I'm very sure you saw the news all over the internet," he said, his voice dripping with bitterness. "He has acknowledged Christine as his girlfriend, and now they have a daughter he never even knew about."

It shook her to her core and she felt tears running unbidden down her face. “Idiot!” spat Greta howling in pain, a pain that would continue until she was reunited with her mate. For once, Jen thought that she was probably right. Duncan knew he was being watched, he could feel it tingling down his spine. If this was his mate it looked like she didn’t want him either otherwise she would have made herself known to him, right? He acted casual, wandered around chatting with his fellow recruits as he scanned around trying to find where she was, it wouldn’t hurt just to see what she looked like surely.

Probably staring at the sky,a place he would never go. Even in death he was still mad at me, I spent half of my life trying to please him till I turned fourteen. That's when I met Gwen, She inspired me. I saw her yelling at the apples on the orchard cause they won't fall off. I was thrilled and amused . Dycan had set standard for girls, yelling at the apples was not so ladylike, but Gwen didn't care. She never cared about what anyone thought, she never lived her life for anyone. Non regardless of the fact that she was an omega wol

Overwhelmed and scared for what would happen next, she clung tightly to Lucian. “It will be alright, Gwennie, and we will tell Kodessa and your father at the dance that we are in love and wish to marry”. “And if they do not allow us to be together, we will leave this place and find a new home”. “We will be together, Gwendolyn, forever, for always”. Gwen closed her eyes and leant in as Lucian’s sweet, warm lips met hers. She slowly opened her mouth as his tongue swept gently across her bottom lip, and then, pulling her closer, their tongues met, dancing with each other, sweeping from side to side.

One of the two men always spoke up and the other kept staring at Phedra Elizabeth, making Phedra Elizabeth very uncomfortable and showing her displeasure. “She is my wife. We were on a trip when something went wrong.” Duncan Hiddleston finished his sentence and looked at Phedra Elizabeth. "Honey." Duncan Hiddleston called out loudly. Phedra Elizabeth heard Duncan Hiddleston's voice call, a smile on the corner of her lips, rushed to Duncan Hiddleston's position. Phedra Elizabeth's hand was entwined with Duncan Hiddleston's. “You are so blessed to be surrounded by two beautiful women.”

It never crossed Gwen's mind that she would bump into Finn in this event. He hadn't mentioned anything to her, but giving it a second thought, he didn't have to. They were not a couple, and Cody was staying with her that night, so he could do whatever he wanted. But seeing him there, extremely handsome and sexy, drinking from his glass of whisky, was not the distraction that Gwen had in mind for the evening. She wanted to forget about all the things that happened in the last few days, and not have to stare to one of the main reasons she was trying to have a night off.

“You’re wearing Aunt’s ring again and you have hickeys all over your neck.” Marco coughed on his wine. I covered my neck with my hands. I was sure I covered it before we walked out of the beach house. “Did he finally pop the cherry?” “Hannah!” Marco groaned, looking genuinely uncomfortable on where this conversation is headed. His piercing green eyes narrowing on Hannah. “What? You popped mine” she smirked at him and it was my time to cough. I knew something was going on between them and they look so adorably cute together.

Across the room, I see them. Gwen and CK near the drinks. She’s talking animatedly, gesturing with her cup. He’s listening—nodding, small smile. Then one of his friends—tall, dark-haired, easy grin—slides in. Says something that makes Gwen laugh. He leans closer, compliments her dress. His eyes linger. He’s into her. Obviously. Gwen blushes, plays with her hair. The friend keeps talking—smooth, charming, keeping her attention. CK glances around once.