Gusion Love Guinevere Novels & Stories

Jonathan's sentimental promises had come too late, and I no longer needed them. He tried to grab my hand but ended up grabbing thin air instead. "Please, Tess, give me another chance." The company's car slowly rolled to a stop before me. I brushed past Jonathan and headed into the car. The moment the door closed behind me, I heard his anguished sob cut through the crisp, autumn air. But I didn't so much as give him a backward glance. … A week later, I came across a video online. I clicked on it to find that it was footage of Jonathan and Charlotte.

It's glaring that my bestie is all over this guy. The short period of time they've spent together was enough to make them fall in love with each other. It's just that their love is in disguise, portraying what they are not and what they don't want, which makes it harder for them to accept their true feelings for each other. Soon, I saw both of them heading inside the lodge, and I knew something hot was about to happen, especially the way Charles was staring at her like he was ready to devour her. I thought of a plan to stop them from entering the lodge even if Charlotte wouldn't be happy about it. I smiled to myself when I came up with a plan and I was about to stop them when Liam came to me

Give me the SIM card when you get home. I remember when Alex gave me the SIM card as an engagement gift. His eyes were filled with tears, and his hands trembled as he handed it to me. I did not cry hysterically but just bitterly looked at the wedding ring.

Guinevere lifted her head quickly at that, as if truly trying to connect with her dummies, and Marisol took advantage of her distraction, snatching the totem from her neck and smashing it into pieces. Guinevere screeched as she began to lose her hold over the rogues. In a fit of rage, she conjured multiple silver daggers and sent them piercing into Marisol's body, causing her to scream in agony. She was in so much pain. She wanted everything to end, and at that moment, like a lightbulb flickering to life in her mind, she realized what Guinevere's weakness was. Guinevere believed that she knew everything. “Aren't you curious?” Marisol hissed, shutting her eyes as she tried to summon the Dagge

The man asks, breaking the silence, his voice deep and gravelly, the sound intoxicating. “Uh, Hi. Err…Sorry.” I croak, my own voice husky with arousal, causing my face to flame red, “Uhh,…Yeah…I’m Gwynn…Err… Guinevere. Guinevere McKay…I’m here to meet with the Alpha.” I finally manage to spit out.

The elders sat them down asked them questions and gave them advice on some of their problems. "I want to ask about something?" Eric said. "What do you want to ask?" one of the elders with a chubby face replied. "The thing is, am in love with a girl and I can't tell her I love her because I think she wouldn't accept me. But anytime I see her with other men my heart aches. I can't bear to lose her. what should I do?" Eric said. The elders smiled. "Young man, you see, I would advise you to open up what's in your heart to her, or else, you might lose her." the chubby elder said to Eric.

He was murdered by something other than human. I finally reach my quarters and plop down on my queen sized bed. My room is simply magnificent. A big french window off to the left side of the room and a large wardrobe directly across the window. A deep crimson rug with gold trimmings and details lay in the center of the room matching the crimson curtains that lay over the window. I feel my crimson with white decal silky covers under my fingers and inhale the smell of light lavender. Howell never fails to make his special perfume out of lavender and lightly spritz some on my blankets for me. He knows it's my favorite. Howell used to make perfumes and sell them in a little shop in the city of G

I said softly. "Cupcake you have no idea of how much he loves you. He loves you so much that he would go back to hell and come for you. You have to understand that." I have no idea what to tell. Seeing this she just shook her head at me. "Look into the pond," She said. At first I was confused but I did as she said. That is when I saw him. Xavier's POV It has been three days. Three days since I saw her brown Hazel eyes. Since I saw anyone else but her pale face. Three days since I talked to anyone. Three days since I ate. I even chased my parents away when they came.

He just pondered, thinking about what answer he would give to Gwen. Gibson began to say sweet things that made Gwen infatuated with him. He even promised many things to Gwen, causing her to eventually fully believe in Gibson. Gibson was blinded by his fleeting love for Gwen. He acted like a loving older man. Gibson didn’t think about his wife, who had always been loyal to him. Her unwavering loyalty was now a stark contrast to his betrayal.

On his face was a dramatic show of sadness. She raised her eyebrow. "I don't know if that's gonna happen soon, Love." "See? You're calling me Love. That name is meant for someone else, not me." Harry closed eyes and nodded his head. "Are you serious?" "Yes, for one hand-some man that is waiting for you, just out-side that door." Gwenevere shook her head. "There's no man outside that door waiting for me." "There is... If you don't o-pen the door, how would he find you?"