Fan Art Ben 10 A Day With Gwen の小説・ストーリー

Gwen came out of her daze. "Come on. I'll buy you a coffee and a cookie and you can tell me about it," Ben said as he slid out of the van. Gwen's mouth opened to apologize but Ben was already walking across the parking lot. She got out and heard the doors lock behind her. She walked inside and saw Ben sitting in a booth. She slid onto the seat opposite him and a young waitress stepped up to the table. They ordered coffee and cookies as Ben promised and he waited for her to speak.

Gwen scoffs and rolls her eyes. "Men." She says with an annoyed tone and Jack glares at her, but it doesn't have much heat behind it since he's got chocolate all over his face from my brownies. "What did I do wrong?" I ask, genuinely curious. "You should text her or call her at least once a day. Good morning and good night texts are always nice." Gwen says and the other women nod. "And give her a pet name. Most women love sweet pet names." Julie adds and I grin at her.

"Well, I wouldn't be leaving without your corpses, it was the deal I made with Yarkona as she rules your pack. Your kids are probably dead by now," Gwen's teeth grounded. "Take that back," "Why don't you make me," Make her? Gwen would surely shove those words back into her throat. Her smirk turned sinister and the air around her thickened, creating a circle of wind around her. "I bet you forgot I can manipulate air," "Your little power does not scare me," Tatiana got into a fighting stance. "We'll see about that!" *~*

"Just finish your food. After this, you're spending an hour at the gym working everything out." "Awesome. I wanna be as big as TC so all the pretty girls would look at me too" Gwen choked on her drink "What?" *****************************************

oraline," Gwen said, and coraline raised both of her hands in the air... "I'm sorry, I was just happy to see her fans, that's all," She said in a sarcastic tone that only got on Hazel's nerves even more... Gwen sighed deeply and shook her head as she started to chant the spell that would take them out of them and back to her house... As she did, a deep frown had settled on Hazel's face as her eyes travelled toward the dark witches that coraline kept referring to as her fans... she scoffed and shook her head... she was right. they were her fans if they were so interested in her and what she had done... "They seem so interested in me, so you are right, coraline they are probably my fans..." Gw

All that I can get of him. A brush of cold air whooshes between us and I blink, trying to process what is happening. Ben's face twists like he's in pain. "Wha-" "Told you, deviant, you should have done my laundry." Gwen stands at the door with a purplish jar in the shape of a pyramid in her hand. "How did you get in my room?" I feel a tugging sensation in the air, and I turn back to Ben, his fingers slipping from mine as he fades from view. He's trying to say something to me, his eyes fill with desperation, but I can't make anything out.

Brian answered. Gwen saw the relief in Benson’s eyes, and she knew exactly why. It actually hurt Gwen, but to her, she was just disciplining her child. She knew Benson would eventually understand her ways. She was different from Noelle. Noelle was weak. She, on the other hand, knew how to be efficient. To distract Brian from Ben’s reaction, Gwen smiled at her son. “Did you hear that, Ben? It’s great! You are going to spend time with your grandparents.”

“Don’t act so high and mighty, you cheating whore. What right do you have to judge me?” Gwen’s expression contorted with rage, her voice rising to a sharp, piercing pitch. “Yeah, I slept with him! So what? At least I didn’t turn into a full-blown pervert like you!” Ben let out a chilling laugh. “Oh, right. Sleeping with your best friend’s husband must be so commendable. Maybe we should throw you a parade.”

Selena turned around while waving at Ben. Meanwhile… “Ahem, ahem! Elaine, I hand Ben to you. He’s a shy person and doesn’t take the initiative to make moves most of the time. We know this because he had been with Xena for a long period of time, yet he didn’t touch her. Be more proactive, okay?” teased Fane.

“Lawn’s done. If you need anything else later, just call.” Gwen didn’t move from the back door. She leaned against the frame, arms still crossed under her heavy tits, pushing them up so her cleavage looked even deeper in that tight white tank top. Her eyes were locked directly on my crotch, she wasn’t even pretending to look at my face anymore. She stared openly at my throbbing erection, biting her lower lip again.