Giantess Gwen Novels & Stories

Goblins, for one, have Guûrniett while the Dwarves have Mæviς. Ellaine held her money tightly. She bet her necklace which was still around her neck that thieves were no stranger in this world. She went inside a café with a fascinating wooden sculpture of a woman in front. Right in front of the door was the counter and at left side were three round tables for four people. The table at the back was occupied by a Leprechaun couple with their table heavy with beer. The middle table was occupied by a lone cowboy silent with eyes on her. The aroma of grilled meat, coffee, and spices teased her nostrils.

Gwen, her husband Jackson who had been a warrior. "She's been asking about you," Sarah said with a gleam in her eye that suggested she was probably seeing me as a potential son-in-law. "Came home for the holidays and was hoping to catch up." Before I could formulate a polite excuse, Gwen materialized at her mother's side looking exactly as I remembered. Tall and graceful with dark hair and contrasting almost-silver eyes. Her body was curvy in the right places, the type of beauty that was flashing and obvious until you came closer and realized there were some things you just didn't need to involve yourself in.

Countless questions filled Lydia's head. Gwen had never had a boyfriend since her parents died. She had to fight like a warrior woman every day against her uncle who tried to steal her property. As the first female CEO, many men approached Gwen with various intentions, but Gwen kept her head clear and never fell for men's rhetoric. Why is Gwen pregnant? Who is the father of the baby? Why did she choose to give birth to the baby alone in secret? There is no doubt that Gwen's disappearance was related to her pregnancy. She disappeared when she was pregnant, isolating all news related to her pregnancy, and only returned like a victorious queen when the baby was born.

However, Joshua didn't know what he had missed out. “I’ll allow you get closer, this is your chance.” She glanced at Joshua thoughtfully. After thinking for a few seconds, Joshua finally approached her. Today, Gwen's make up was exquisite. She wore a custom made gown which accentuated her perfect figure. All in all, she looked absolutely gorgeous and stunning. After all, as the heir of the Tennsyon family, her elegance were captivating to most of men. Joshua looked at her. Gwen smirked at him and cocked her head at him and ordered “Come here.”

It had several small hut-like buildings and everywhere was covered in grass and beautiful flowers except the road paths that led to each hut. “Welcome to my home Cruella.” The woman said as she led Cruella to a particular hut. “So you live here alone? Don't you get lonely?” Cruella asked and the woman faced her. “I don't have time to think about my company since I'm always watching.” “Watching what?” Cruella questioned. “You know my name and probably everything about me but I know nothing about you. At least tell me your name.” She added and the woman smiled. “I am Gwen, the current queen of the witches.” Gwen said, and Cruella's jaw dropped.

A strawberry blond ponytail that is currently bouncing across her back as she moves quickly through the throng of people. She’s tiny, like she doesn’t eat enough food. I notice that her t-shirt is well worn, and her jeans have holes in them, not the kind that are put there by a designer. And I’m not sure why I even care since she’s the one that caused these problems. Well, Gwen did really, but she’s the witch that made it happen. As I watch her, following her to wherever she is going, she turns her head and for a moment, her emerald-green eyes look right onto my gray ones.

However, there was nothing that she could do about it. Suddenly, it became more than I could handle. She had been bereaved of her mother. She was grieving the death of her father. She was unable to remain silent while Noah stole both her aunt and her inheritance from her. Gwen's rage welled up from the very depths of her existence, bringing with it a surge of otherworldly strength that caused fear and prudence to flee in the opposite direction. As Gwen transformed, her garments began to shred, and she let out a wild shriek.

"I am just tired of it all. Gwen was torn between the urge to ask them what was happening, or simply remain listening to what they were saying. "Hey you," the giant said to her suddenly, causing her to jump in fear. "What is your name?" "G-Gwen." She stammered, looking at her feet. "You came to the Ogwu realm to enjoy yourself?" "I came because I am in search of a doctor." "A doctor?" "Yeah." I gulped. "I heard that the Ogwu realm is adept in their use of plants. I was hoping they could help me with my trouble." "Which is?"

So, why was the big name doing here, unannounced? Rustle, rustle… A few moments later, a very tall and slim yet masculine figure rose and smiled sheepishly at her. The light fur shone under the bright sunlight, a very beautiful werehyena was looking at her with full interest. Gwen Lily or Crown Princess Gwen Lily. The air around them became heavy and slightly darker to the point Albert’s body which was much bigger than hers trembled in fear subconsciously. The yellowish feline pupils trained on her, interestedly so.

“Elisha!” Gwen’s face appeared above me, looking fierce, determined and so beautiful I couldn’t breathe for a moment. “What are you doing here?”, I asked. “Now is not the time for that. Get up” With her help, I forced myself up, ready to keep fighting…for them, for Raven, for all of us. How dare you touch what’s mine? Gwen’s voice rang out. It wasn’t the gentle Gwen I knew. From her back, a dazzling pair of angelic wings unfurled in a blaze of shimmering light, spreading wide like a divine storm.