Geo Gwain Saga Novels & Stories

He didn't look at me as he shut the door behind us and strolled off to the door on the right side of the room. I sucked in a breath, and walked awkwardly to the bed. My weight on the mattress made it dip, and the heady scent of roses and lavender filled my breath. I traced my finger tips on the spider silk and marveled at its softness. I'd seen a lot of it whenever father was trading but he'd never let me near them. Tracing the smooth surface, I wondered how it would feel if I lay on it. I was prepared to drop back on it when Gawain strolled out, wearing a black sweater on the free pants he was previously putting on. I straightened immediately. He didn't so much as look in my direction even

I soon heard their car leave, I heaved out a sigh. Did Gwen say anything to them? Or alert anybody or tell her friends, no she wouldn't. I will just wait for her to come back and question her then find a way to contact Tomas, My second hand man. I need to get over this sh*t as soon as possible, The children of ruins are getting comfortable. And I swear, I will make sure to fuck them up once I return. I fisted my hands. † † † I waited patiently for Gwen to come through the door after she closed up the bakery. She had changed her clothes from earlier, “Hey” she said as she entered.

“Because I know Queenie Lakeshore. If there is ANYTHING she wouldn’t want to miss, it is a good party and the chance to be admired. A town that has endless festivals sounds exactly like her kind of place. Add to that the allure of traveling nobles and other wealthy wanderers--there is no way she can resist that. Once an influencer, always an influencer. She’s going to be looking for potential allies for whatever plan she and Mab are brewing.” “FINE!” Gawain exclaims, frustrated with the both of us. “Let’s go to Torq. I think it is a terrible idea, but apparently I don’t know anything about leading quests and so…” He continues to grumble but I stop listening. We’re coming for you, Queenie.

Gwen POV The air was so heavy with the smell of blood and spoilt boots. The bodies of the treacherous bastards elders lay still on the ground like logs of wood, their betrayal met with the same violence they had plotted against me and that is brutal death. Ronan had disappeared again. He slipped from my grasp like a fleeting shadow in the air. And Tina? She was imprisoned in chains and that is where she should be, unconscious, but I knew better than to consider her defeated too strong.

Elle probed further, making Mamock reluctantly nod her head. They both of them intertwined their fingers together and continued the journey, occasionally screaming and getting startled by the constant thunderstorms. "I honestly think we should go back" Elle sighed and turned towards Mamock, pointing at a small building not far away from them. "I can see a building over there and I believe that's the warehouse, so why go back when we've come this far?" "Amanda, this is really dangerous" Mamock said, an image of the dwarf like creatures with slimy skin and elf ears; otherwise known as the guardians, passed through her mind and she visibly cringed.

I asked Stephen and Steven as we drove up to a house that looked like a castle. It had been three months since I had the twins, and things had been peaceful since we defeated Alpha Kane. But a last night, Gwen had a vision that worried us all. In the vision, someone had opened the portal to the evil Realm, and the evil beings had made it to Earth's Realm, killing millions.

said Gwen, "Thought we were doing this together, finding the kids," said Serena, "No, we have a different goal, see you around," said Gwen, as she made her way to the west leaving them both on the isle of Roman. A lady joined her, as she got away from the sight of the two, "Cayla of Dathomir," said Gwen, "Gweneviere Sautor," said Cayla, "Come here kid," said Gwen, as she enveloped her in a hug, as tears trickled down their faces,

Gwen whispered, making Zina's body go limp as soon as she heard them. Gwen waved her hand in the air to release the shields before she looked at the dragons with an icy cold expression. "You're coming with us." She spoke, waving her hand once again, forming a pattern. The Yin and Yang dragons could feel their bodies grow heavier before they hit the ground, falling unconscious. "Hmm, less work and more peace." Gwen hummed and turned to look at Apollo and King Lam, who stood frozen with their eyes blown wide, staring at her in shock and disbelief.

The altar was a shallow arc of moonstone set into the ground, polished until it glowed. Gavin stood at its center. His robe was silver, shoulders squared, eyes fixed forward. Sariah stood beside him, hands in front of her. She wore lilac and gold, her dark curls coiled into a heavy braid looped with pearls. She looked beautiful. Cowrie walked first. Her veil fluttered behind her, mouth set in that ruthless half-smile. Her groom, the heir of Mournhowl, took her hand and kissed her knuckles. I saw his fingers shake.

Gwen had walked through miles of shrubs for heaven knew how long. She was beginning to think that she wouldn’t see any human before the day ended. Thinking of the day, she looked up at the sky and sighed. The weather was far different from that of Dras. She could see three Suns and two Moons, and the sky was bluish-green. She didn’t know how the concept of time was being calculated there, and she was beginning to regret not doing further research before coming there.