Duncan X Gwen Novels & Stories

Michelle suggested. "It'll be an honour. I heard your husband bought the red..." They spoke as they head to the terrace. Ethan heaved a breath of relief. "The worse is over..." . . Gwen was at the company. She was done for the day. She was heading out when she saw her teammates. "Gwen? Is it true?" "What's true?" "You're dating boss" "No, I'm not" "You are staying at the Croydon manor?" "No, I'm not" she said.

Duncan Duncan yawned and stretched as he awoke from his nap, turning to glance at the clock and saw that it was early in the afternoon. He stumbled from the bed, pulled on a shirt and headed downstairs to find his wife reading a magazine on the couch. Coming up behind her, he ran both of his arms down her shoulders to her breasts and squeezed gently as she leaned up to him for a kiss. "Have a good nap?" she murmured as he fondled 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

Phedra Elizabeth jumped up, protesting Maris Jane's words, next, Phedra Elizabeth hid her face behind Duncan Hiddleston. "You forgot your covenant with me. You didn't break your promise, did you?" "You shut up. You're the reason why my wife loves me to be humble." "You called her?" "Dear wife. So what?" "I gave you a chance but he never cared about you. I can't let him down and I can't let my heart hurt anymore." Phedra Elizabeth blushed and could only bury her face in Duncan Hiddleston's chest. Duncan Hiddleston didn't want to talk to Maris Jane, staring at Phedra Elizabeth's shade, Duncan Hiddleston liked Phedra Elizabeth's shy expression, lovely and genuine.

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.

“Maybe the stress and tiredness is getting to you? Do you need to swap out and rest too?” I shook my head slowly. “I’m alright,” I replied, offering a wolfish grin to him. “There’s no way I’m going to miss out on this experience to get better at fighting. I will not sit back and play the damsel in distress anymore. You can’t make me.” I was sure it was nothing serious. Someone pulling a stupid prank and nothing more. With a long sigh, Darnell looked up in dismay. “So you like to remind me, constantly,” he chuckled out, his paw cuffing my head playfully. “You’re getting stronger by the day, Gwen. I doubt your parents would even recognise you now.”

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.