Gwen And Courtney Novels & Stories

He is by my side by the time everyone stands and bows to greet. I don’t take his hand when he offers it as he usually does when we take our thrones. I am not going to be those Luna’s who smile and pretend that all is well while they die inside. I am going to be rude until he signs the divorce papers and accepts my rejection. The court processes are all followed before the chief elder announces the reasons the court has convened. Gwen is sitting on the chair in the middle of the court looking all innocent. I glance at Xael, who is giving me pleading eyes which I ignore.

I'd expected the stylist to be a middle aged woman in a pantsuit and kitten heels but instead, I was met with a young woman, probably no older than twenty-three. She had a short bob and was dressed in a bright red blazer over a black jumpsuit with chunky gold earrings that somehow didn’t feel overdone. I suddenly felt very stupid and inferior in my sweatshirt and jeans combo. “Uh. Hi.” I greeted. She turned around to face me, a big smile on her face. “Hi. You must be Larissa. I'm Gwendolyn but everyone calls me Gwen.” Her cheerful energy threw me off. Considering she was someone in Brayden's employ and she'd just been laughing with him — probably at me — I'd expected her to have the same con

Courtney said, briefly looking at Gwendolyn who just furrowed her brows in annoyance. As the daughter of the governor of Angels' city, and the youngest CEO in Angeles city, she couldn't be intimidated by the Roth family as they were below her family, so she always made fun of them for being petty. Especially Victoria and Gwendolyn. "Courtney dear, how are you?" Victoria flashed a smile and got up from her seat to greet Courtney, but Courtney ignored her and went up the stairs to Stacey's room. 'I hope that bastard didn't die.' Caine thought to himself. He knew better that if Arthur dies then there is no way to blackmail Stacey.

“And you have done so well, so well, that nobody can ever question your dedication and your right to be the Alpha Naturale of Crescent Moon Pack. Our only apprehension is for your safety. And your happiness. Both of which seem to be jeopardized because of your position.” Gwen opened her mouth to argue but Caddie shushed her. “No arguments, Gwenny. We must go.” She turned to Greg, “And you pup, leave your phone here.” “What? Why?” “Do as you are told, Gregory.” . . . “I reject you because you are not even worth the dirt on the bottom of my shoe, Alpha Gwendolyn Radcliffe.” Gwen gasped as she started awake from a restless doze on her work desk.

I glanced around her room, it was neatly arranged and put together. I hear a car pulled up, and stepped near her window to peep in. I pushed the curtain at side to take a look, two men stepped out a car. They looked like a regular gangster but those are not my men, They exchange few words glancing around. And I knew they were from my rival gang, I Smirked. Stepping away from the window and I glanced at the drawer in Gwen's chamber. I went to it and pulled it opened it was full with clothes and nothing no cigarettes in sight.

A soft smile touched her lips… she slowly lifted her arms around him… pressing her chest on him… For the first time since the troubles and chaos, everything felt at peace… nothing mattered in that moment. Neither of them said a word. But their body did… more than a word would. ***** Gwen sat in the living room, going through her pile of new orders. It’s been all about her lately… no one else… She did nothing but going to shopping, spa, clubs, and hosting male giggolos. Gwen never bothered about anyone or anything… but not entirely. She had eyes everywhere… on everyone she considered enemies. But it had been too quietly lately… unlike the way it used to.

“I knew you were going to say that, Gina, but come on. It’s going to be fun, and it’ll take your mind off things, even if it's just for the night. I've promised to help you speak to my father, cheer up!” I still didn't feel like attending any party and declined. “You can go without me, Gwen. I really don’t feel like going out.” “I can’t go without you, Gina,” Gwen insisted. “We’re the double G: Gwen and Gina. I can’t go without my partner.” She smiled, and then nudged at me playfully as she began singing the ridiculous song she made up using our names. I laughed and knew I couldn't say no to a free-spirited person like Gwen who wouldn't take no for an answer.

He stood and watched as Bianca drove off at a high speed. He entered his house and laid down on the couch, not long and he dozed off ……………… Gwen woke up feeling good, she was going to hang out with her friends today and she will resume work the next day. Its indeed a good feeling. She entered the bathroom and shower, after that she came out and slid into a beautiful pink dress, Kathryn also had the dress. They bought it on their anniversary. Gwen applied a touch up makeup, she wore her white heels and picked up her white purse. She stormed out of her room looking like Prianka Chopra, the screen goddess.

In the past, Gwen had used her beauty to seduce Carson Torrey, but after Carson passed away, she immediately sold Ariana out in the hopes that Igor could take over Torrey Co. Gwen's reputation was unsalvageable in society. No one would have taken her seriously if it hadn't been for Ariana and Brian's previous engagement. "The future Mrs. Lodge? Without me, Fiona would never have a shot at it." Gwen smirked. Then, she glared at Fiona. "I knew you had it in you. But why didn't you tell me that you've won Brian over? Go to the Lodges now and get me two million dollars!"

Gwen’s bedroom smells like vanilla candles and the faint citrus of her perfume. We’re sprawled on her bed like we used to when we were sixteen—legs tangled under a throw blanket, fairy lights glowing soft above the headboard. Snow has started again outside, tapping the window like impatient fingers. Gwen’s propped on pillows, phone in hand, scrolling through old photos of CK while she talks a mile a minute.