Granger And Guinevere Story Novels & Stories

Guinevere's POV It's crazy how the one person you once despised can become the very one your heart beats for. His scent, once irritating, now intoxicated me, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. The need to be near him, to feel him, became all-consuming—a fire burning in my chest that only he could extinguish. He wasn’t just a part of my life anymore; he had become my entire world. And with that realization came an unshakable vow—to protect him, no matter the cost.

Lucas was seriously ill, so Shanley secretly arranged it so no one around Tawny knew her anymore, but he did not expect Guinevere to be here and see her. "Nina." Through the glass window, he saw Tawny sunbathing in the yard. Suddenly hearing a strange sound, Tawny stood up in fear, and she kept asking what that was. "Sister Nina, I'm Guinevere. Were you also captured by him?" Guinevere saw Tawny here, thinking that she was also captured here because of her relationship with Leonard. "I didn't see you, do I know you?" Tawny asked, speechless.

Raisya held and carrassed the cuffs on Matthew’s hands. “I’m fine grandma.” Matthew reassured Raisya. “I’ve roughly heard it from Guinevere, but what happened?” “Guinevere! How did you get here?” Gronta pointed his finger at Guinevere. Raisya's question was left unanswered because of Gronta's shouting. The golden knight had drawn his sword and pointed it at Platinum since pointing it at Guinevere could wage a war against the Elven Kingdom if misunderstood. Also because Platinum was a much more dangerous entity.

The other man did not expect he would really do it and fell limp in fear. “I-I'll tell you!” He said warily, “We know her. She gave us money to take that woman away.” “You're lying!” Guinevere rushed to him and shouted emotionally, “You're slandering me!” After saying that, she looked at Weston again. “Weston, don’t believe them. I really didn't do it. They're slandering me!” Weston looked at her indifferently. There was no warmth in his eyes at all. “If you don't know them, why would they slander you?”

"Don't bother yourself Mrs. Griffin." Stephanie had never visited the Griffins. However, she occasionally saw them saw them as they drove past the beach into their house. Before the burial, she had never spoken to any of them, save for Shane. She had seen Kane as he acted aloof and pretended not to notice her when Shane was alive. She did not care though. She was a very independent young woman.

She sounded calm and collected, like she did not care that he had just swerved her kiss. Vincent locked eyes with Grace again, and in her bright orbs there was plea. Her forehead creased as she silently tried to reason with him to stay and hear her out. After almost a minute of decisive silence, he finally made a choice. "Shall we?" He asked, and with that, took the hand of his new mistress, Whitney, and they walked hand-in-hand, out of the farm. A single tear rolled down Grace's cheek, and she let the rest follow suit, staying out in the chill farm in the darkness… and she stayed there still, even when it started to rain and thunder. Even when she fell to her knees and blacked out.

"Because my wife-to-be, are the only one strong enough to do it. The keeper of Excalibur, the guardian of the world's strongest weapons. Only you have the strength of heart to bear this burden. It makes you precious to me." Then he came to Gwendolyn, once known to the world as Guinevere, the Queen who destroyed Camelot. Funny, because Greg knew in his heart she would be the one wife of the six who would take other lovers. She wouldn't be able to help herself. Because it was in her nature. Had Arthur realized that her love for Lancelot didn't remove her love for him, things may have been different. The perfect Kingdom may have stood for all time. It was a lesson he would ask Barbie to remind