Gwen Counter Novels & Stories

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

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 muttered, laughing evilly. ... That night, Zara decided to spend time with Catherine, her aunt Anna and Lia. While Carl was in his office, reading some scrolls. "Your majesty, lady Gwen would like to see you, should I let her in?" his guard's announced. Carl frowned slightly, remembering what she said about Zara. But he still agreed to see her. "Let her in," he ordered. Gwen walked into the office, her gaze narrowing slightly, to take a quick glance around.

“It's been a decade. I barely recognize you. How have you been?” “I'm good.” “Well, hubby and Mr. Wright are business partners, I never thought this party would bring us together again. It's good to see you again, Gwen. I've been seeing you on live TV and I'm looking forward to another day to work with you again.” “Me too.” “Mrs. Wainwright, there's a call for you and it's urgent.” A lady spoke from behind. “Just a second.” She opened her purse and handed Gwendolyn her business card. “See you around.” Then she left with the lady.

Gwen began to hiccup due to too much cry. “Miss yen please serve her the meal and pills immediately.” Mrs willer said as she was excited after her daughter sat up hugging Cynthia. “She’s a witch aunty, she’s a witch and she must let loose of Aaron” Gwen crying voice said for Cynthia to nod. “Trust me, I’ve been trying to find a way to free my son” Cynthia continue to hug Gwen as she rub her back to help her calm down. At the McCarty mansion, Edward keeps smiling at the picture of him and Kaila his assistant took.

I’ve been working for Beta Trevor for three years. Over that time, I’ve created spells and potions to keep his daughter, Gwen, out of trouble and keep his Alpha, Alpha Carter, unaware of what his daughter is really doing. Beta Trevor wants her to be the next Beta and if his Alpha knew what a conniving, manipulative, abusive person she was, he’d either demote her or more likely, he’d banish her from their pack.

Gwen’s Entry. “Congratulations ahead, Gwen,” one of her friends, Lucy, greeted. “I’ve checked the competition, and your entry to the Local AI Trials is one of the best.” “Aww.” Gwen hugged her friend. “You are too sweet. I can’t beat VanderMed Technology, though.” Lucy leaned back, raising an eyebrow. “Well, they are a big company, Gwen. That’s okay. You’ll get there.” “Yes, your entry sounds very promising,” Soren, Lucy’s boyfriend, commented.

A different approach was a good thing. It keeps one's opponent on their toes and makes them doubt what you’ll do next. Gwen was sure that Ace was going to give her a marvelous reaction when she didn’t act the way he expected her to. It was a bit of fun before the second wave started. Gwen wanted to relieve stress somehow, and seeing how she had just suffered at the hands of Doctor Reeves, what better target could there be, besides Ace.

“It's a short list, to be sure. My sister would be at the top. Gwen chokes on her beer before setting it down and grabbing her napkin. -Do you have a sister? The shock doesn't surprise me. “She never appears in the papers, and I've already made it clear that my personal life is off-limits. The only reason it works is because I own one of the top three media companies on the planet. Gwen's confusion is evident. —So you control the flow of information about yourself? This looks very dangerous. I shrug off your comment. “As much as I can, but there are many others out there who won't bow to my dictates. You saw the headlines we made. This proves that I don't have ultimate power. —So, back to yo

She was now wondering if he remembered that when picking the place. They got a table near the window that had an amazing view, and even though they caught a few eyes on the way, the people inside the restaurant seemed more concerned with their meals than the two new diners, which Gwen appreciated. She didn't want to make to the headlines on the next morning just because she was having dinner with her ex. "So… Are you not modeling anymore?" Finn asked as soon as the waiter served them wine and left the table. Gwen took a sip from her glass before answering. When they first met, Gwen was a burgeoning model and a spokeswoman for a cosmetic company.