Gemma Wright Novels & Stories

Ava almost had whiplash from how quickly she was being dismissed. “I’m sorry, I don’t understand,” she started. “My file says I’m an Omega?” Mrs. Benton had already gone back to typing something on her computer. “That’s what it says,” the woman answered in a bored tone without even looking at her. “But I’m...” Her voice trailed off when she realised how loud she was being, so she dropped it to a bare whisper. “But I’m human. I’m sure there was a mistake—” “There are no mistakes,” Mrs. Benton cut in. “Find your room and familiarise yourself with everything before lessons tomorrow.”

I was deep in thought, wondering why Aunt Maya was really here. But it became clear tonight. I had eavesdropped on her and her dad. "Gwen may not be a werewolf; the girl may be human, just like her mother. "But I don't want to believe that." "Artemis was a wolf, Dylan!" Aunt Maya cautioned her brother. "She was not; I bit her." "She was never born a wolf." "Gwen will be going to wolf camp; they'll train her." He said.

“Help you find someone decent at the fair. Someone who’ll treat you right.” Gemma raised an eyebrow. “You’re coming with me as my date, then. No arguments. Bram’s gonna be busy anyway— You and me, we’ll make a proper day of it. I need my wingwoman.” Remi didn’t even fight it. She spent the next hour fussing over Gemma like it was the most important thing in the world. Brushed out her long silver hair until it shone, helped her into that deep green dress, added a little color to her cheeks with some crushed berries. “There. You look beautiful. Any man at the fair would be a fool not to notice.”

Here Darius arranged for a few new dresses in different sizes to be bought to the spa. "His highness specifically told you to wear this dress queen Thea" the beautician handed over a pink dress with a sweetheart neckline studded with Swarovski crystals on the torso. It is skin-tight till mid-torso and flared around the hips and reach on to her knees. "Wow," Thea whispered. "Oh my God, it's so beautiful" the girls guesses all over the dress. All the girls selected from the dresses brought by the shop assistant. Amber selected a little black dress, Melanie choose a floor-length blue dress, Ophelia choose a dark green one which hugged her curves. All the girls look beautiful in their own right.

She sat on the steps in front of the door, tore the envelope hastily, and began to read its contents. Gemma skimmed through the opening sentences at the beginning and immediately looked at the score table. All of her scores were near perfect, and she became the third-ranked winner in Archturian selection history. Gemma couldn’t hide her grin as she read that. She was only one rank below Jo. Gemma continued reading, looking for the word that she was accepted, but couldn’t find it. Gemma had a feeling that something was wrong. Gemma turned to the second page..., and the nightmare began.

Camila I stared at the mirror unsure if the person I was looking at was me. My long black was braided a tone side and left to rest on the other side of my shoulder, my brown eyes were bright yet had a sad gleam to them. I wore a long handless black gown that had a long slit, up to my knee. I applied some lipstick and paired my outfit with a silver pair of high heels.

I froze in shock then lifted my eyes to Rebecca in anger before folding the paper again " It's easy Amelia, leave Gale for me and I will give you your job back " She whispered and I looked up at her, I couldn't be surprised at all cause let's be serious. In this country power and money do the ruling. But I can't lower my self to beg like that especially now that I know am far richer than her, with a smile I replied words that I know won't allow her to sleep at night "You're far outdated Rebecca, am not that Amelia Rose that can beg any more but the one that's going to destroy every inch of you " And with that I turned to the other side and lay down.

“I see little reason for you to live. You have two reasons to thank for your continued existence, the life growing in your belly and the interference of the very one you intended to harm. Save your thanks for that. I have no use for the wicked and the weak. You are dismissed.” She looked devastated by his dismissal. Her shoulders slumped with misery. I couldn’t stand it. I put an arm around her shoulders and led her away. “Let’s get out of here. We’ve seen enough.” I tried to calm her. “Tyson, do not leave Gemma’s side until I can take over.” Alpha Devlin spoke. I ignored them and focused my attention on the shivering female. “What’s your name? Mine is Gemma. I am eighteen going on forty-fiv

she smirks evilly as she brushes past us, knocking us both with her shoulders so we stumble. “That’s not true. Besides, he will have to fix your gaping hole too!” I shout after her as she laughs. “I hope for your sake it isn’t,” she taunts as I march to go after her, but Gem grabs me, stopping me from doing so. Jaden may be many things, but I can’t imagine he would give his ‘luna’ a designer vagina. When I glance back at Gemma, she looks white, and I know I need to reassure her. “Gem, calm down. It’s not going to be that she’s lying.” She gives me a small smile but doesn’t seem to believe me. “Gem …” she backs away, her brown hair curtaining her face as the lights flicker, picking up the mot

Cindy said “Love you guys too and say hi to Pops and uncle alpha from me too” Blowing kisses to the phone, Gemma ended the video call and stood up. She ran to the mirrored wardrobes and quickly reapplied the light glorr over her lips before checking her appearance quickly. She had plaited her long black locks and secured any wispy bits so they wouldn’t distract her. She’d only added a little concealer, basic thin eyeliner and a light lip gloss that matched her natural lip colour. Flicking her ponytail back over her shoulder, Gemma walked out of her room and down the marble staircase before reaching the steps and gasped out in pleasure.