Goddess Gwen Joi Novels & Stories

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,

"Oh, hi there." "Hi," Gwen greeted him back, her green eyes locking onto him. "You must be the werewolf who completely shifted right on the hockey rink during that fight with Yates." Finn cleared his throat, looking a little embarrassed. "Uh, yeah. That was me." "Just so you know, I completely fainted at the sheer sight of it at the time, but I'm totally fine now. I'm already getting used to you guys turning into wolves," she said casually. "I'm Gwen Casteel, by the way." She extended her hand toward him.

"Jeremiah has to add her to the list. I need to see her." "Aria, you need to calm down." Benji's voice is stern as he speaks. Instead of going to grab at the piece of paper, the palm of his hands settle on my shoulders. Sparks dance against my skin as he slowly rubs up and down, trying his best to settle my nerves. "I don't know who you are talking about. Who is it?" "H-her n-name is Gwen. Gwen Woods from the Saphira pack." I hiccup, finally succumbing to the tears that have been threatening my vision.

Gwen released Eva from her hug and looked at her face. She is a cute looking young woman who is just a year older than Eva. Her ginger shoulder length hair was tied up in a half up and half down style. Unlike Eva who has a slender, yet curvy body figure, Gwen's body figure was almost like Chole and also a head taller than Eva. Despite the fact that she was a year older than Eva, the way Gwen behaved around Eva also made her look like a younger sister but she had her reason for that.

GWEN The world felt unusual still as I drifted in that place between dreaming and waking, where reality blurred with something deeper, something primal. In the vision, the Moon Goddess stood before me, radiant and untouchable, her silvery light washing over everything. Her expression was calm, but there was a weight in her eyes that made my heart ache. “You are strong, Gwen,” she said, her voice like the gentle rustle of leaves in a midnight breeze. “But strength alone does not ensure victory. Love is your greatest gift, but it is also your greatest risk.”

“She fought some warriors, and next she’s offered a title and a place in the pack?!” It seemed they had been discussing my invite before I walked in. My heart hammered, pounding away in my chest but outwardly, I tried to appear calm. I remained silent while Alpha Tristan spoke up. “Sit down, Gwen,” Gwen. So this was the lady Guinevere… acting Luna of Silver Moon pack. My eyes sized her up again as she scoffed and sat down. She was obviously against the idea but respected the Alphas. Interesting. “I don’t like it,” Lady Gwen shook her head, annoyed. “She’s the daughter of another Pack’s alpha! She could be a spy for all we know. It’s ridiculous she’s even being considered for the position—”

“Yes, over for you. Come on. We do not have much time. Gwen glanced at her friends one last time, and bean to follow Sandra. Though her hands were bound, she didn’t fear the guards. What bothered her the most was that she was about to meet the supreme Lord of the Enu realm, and she wasn’t even given enough time to come to terms with it. “Get over it.” She thought to herself. That wasn’t what was important. For this meeting, she couldn’t be Gwen but rather, Glovia or Gianna. She had to avenge her past selves else she would never know peace. As they drew closer to the hall, her heart raced faster. The halls seemed familiar, but strange too. She had never had any reason to come to the throne ro

‘Her ears must’ve been burnin’’ Moira’s voice popped into my head, making me giggle. “Have you come to finally do your job, Ms. Allen?” Moira questioned, motioning her head towards the additional apron on the wall. “Hilarious, Moira,” she rolled her eyes, turning her attention to me, “I didn’t think you had it in you.” “Please, enlighten me to what you are going on about?” Gwen snatched a paper from the nearby counter, “I’d bet he’s devastated seeing what a whore you are. Two men. One of them being his own warrior. Goddess, even I wasn’t that cold.” She smirked, flipping her long, blonde hair off her shoulder.

A few days sprinted before Gwen's eyes, while her wounds were perfectly healed with no scar, she refused to step out of her room. She remained curled up on her bed, suddenly startled by the world outside her door. Luckily, Onyx had said no one noticed her blood as they were diverted by the fight and sudden display of power and the sudden claim of her being the daughter of Alpha Lannis and Luna Nordika. Gwen didn't know how that was possible. They all said Guinevere died in a burning fire, no one saw the baby's corpse but that didn't mean it could be her. If she was really Guinevere, how did she get into the hands of Grandma Ola?

The entire way home, I had thought of her, and this scene right now, told me that she had not only taken on my challenge, she had pushed it even further. I closed the door slowly, then leaned against it, soaking in the view before me. “You’re late.” It came from the shadows, filled with partial chiding. She came out of the shadows, and my breath hitched in my throat. Gwen was the most gorgeous woman I had ever set my eyes on. She looked so soft, like a blooming rose that was spreading out its petals. Her hair was loose, and flowed down her back in tresses. Her lips looked even redder than I recalled but the color wasn’t too sharp. It complemented her rosy cheek and she presented a look of a