Gemma Wright Novels & Stories

He calls out. Everyone looks at him and me. "I want you to meet Tate." He gestured to me. I waved at everyone. "Tate, I want you to meet my crew and my band." He gestured to them. Some people waved and some smiled. "Aren't you going to introduce her to your sister, Gage?" A female voice with a thick British accent caches my attention. A voice from behind us made me stiff. Gage and I spin around only to find Gage's sister Gemma entering the dressing room. God she looks so beautiful even with just light make up on her. She's just naturally beautiful.

"Mark took her and brought her to his pack but she ended up being adopted by beta Collin and his wife Melissa. They have a daughter so they treated Maya as their own until Mark started showing interest in her and paying her a lot of attention. Melissa felt that her daughter was being ignored and thus started insulting Maya at every chance she got. On Mark's twentieth birthday, he had promised Maya that he was to take her as his luna but he ended up being engaged to Melissa's daughter, Lily. After that Mark went for secret training and that's when Maya was cast out of the pack and made into an omega. Lily also ordered people to abuse her and over five years, she had undergone every kind of to

Her amethyst eyes shined bright as she turned them to everyone who was in the room. She walked pass her sister who was smiling at her at some point. Her sister even raised her glass at her and mouthed the words ‘I am proud of you’ at her. Veronica nodded and they walked through the stairs where her father stood along with the supreme dark-priest of Dexo Fernia. Her father was holding the crown that Veronica will wear.

Eyes glowing with power that made the camera flicker and distort. Racheal. My rejected mate. The omega I'd cast aside. The Ghost Wolf I'd spent years studying, documenting, trying to understand. She looked different than the last time I'd seen her. Stronger. More confident. The uncertainty that had clung to her like a second skin was gone, burned away by whatever she'd endured in Kelly's facility. This wasn't the broken girl who'd fled my territory with tears streaming down her face. This was something else entirely. The footage showed her entering the outpost. Three minutes of silence. Then the building exploded in silver flames that consumed everything. Research notes. Equipment. The photo

"Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!" My mom looked at the floor, then at me, completely overwhelmed by deep shame and fear. "Annie, I always tell you to focus on your studies! This werewolf of a thing has brought nothing to you but trouble. You're even causing a problem for me, too. Damon please, I apologize for my daughter's behavior. Just don't hurt her."

Dante said coolly. "She's not Camellia. She's Gemma Gilbert, the third daughter of the Gilbert family here in Chapelhall."

What was this bunch of old people trying to do now? What tricks did they have under their sleeves? "Speak, girl," one of the elders standing behind demanded of her. "What sorcery have you brought upon us and the rest of Suro?" "I have brought nothing," Gemma answered, her voice steady despite the weight of the allegations being laid against her. "I was to be in the Alpha's harem, but escaped and followed him into battle. I saved his life, he saved mine, and we saved the Northern Province. I killed no one but those who tried to take advantage of me. Why then, do you think that I could be the-"

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

Ugh, this is stressful. “My lady,” Gemma calls out from behind me, before shoving a tray of pastries in front of my face. “You didn’t have to. I'm not hungry,” I tell her. “I’ll have it then,” she grins youthfully, grabbing a cinnamon roll. With my curiosity on edge, I ask, “Gem, how old are you?” She looks very young. I’d say around eighteen. Taken aback, she bats her lashes a few times before replying. “Twenty-one years, my lady. Why do you ask?”

The waiters also took care of me and gave me a glass of wine just to make me relax while waiting for my companion. After a minute of waiting, the entrance door opened then I saw a fine lady. She walked towards my direction gracefully. She had a sweet smile. She's tall, looks simple but yet elegant. She's indeed beautiful with her red dress which suits her porcelain skin. I was stunned! Yes, I admitted it. She looked like one of the Goddesses of Mount Olympus in Greek Mythology. She was more gorgeous than before but nah! I was still not interested. I already have the most precious gem of my life which is my angel. The one and only, Angela.