Gwen Humble Actress Novels & Stories

The woman said her name, stretching her hands forward for a handshake and Brielle nodded then turned to Vivian who was staring at them with a wide smile. “Oh!” She chuckled when she noticed Brielle’s curious stare. “Ms Gwen is here to help you and Ethan.” She said cheerfully. Brielle’s eyebrows twisted, confusion spreading across her face. “Help us? Help us with what?” Vivian smiled and scooted closer to Brielle, lowering her voice. “Ms Gwen here is a professional licensed sex therapist.” Brielle froze. Her eyes widened in horror and her cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “W…what?” She managed to ask. She turned to the woman in question and a friendly nod was thrown her way.

Giselle went over and hugged her tight. When they broke off the hug, she looked at Gwen intensely. "What?" "Can you do what I can do?" "Umm...not yet but I don't know about the future. Though I don't mind not being able to do something like you all. You'll be there to help me when I need you." Gwen winked at her and walked out of the closet to take a shower. ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎

Gwen was the first to react, as she always was, her confidence returning quickly as she turned toward him, brushing imaginary dust from her sleeve as though nothing of importance had happened. “She’s causing trouble again, my prince” she said lightly, her tone carrying a dismissive sharpness, as if Vivienne were nothing more than a minor inconvenience in an otherwise perfect day. “As always. Messing around like she always does. Refusing to do her work properly. She even broke a plate.”

Sometimes, fate can bring acquaintances together unexpectedly in this small world. Jane's gaze fell upon a stunning woman dressed as a queen. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was the popular film and television actress, Gwen Dominic. Gwen possessed both beauty and acting talent, but the only thing missing was an award that acknowledged her abilities. Jane had previously worked with Gwen as a stand-in for Ciara during a movie shoot. While Gwen had a bit of a temper, Jane knew she wasn't a bad person, but she didn't quite get along with Ciara.

Rowan whispers. Gwen smiles gently and winks at him, “ You should trust me, Dad! I'm going to show you the real heir’s game!” “But is she really Lady Nirvana? The most wanted female criminal who killed hundreds of cellmates and ran away from the prison?” Kai asked, staring at Mrs Wordsworth. “ You will get another surprising news that is-!” “ Miss Gwen!” Gwen flinches when she hears a cold and familiar voice. Her head slowly turns towards Derek who has been silent for the whole time.

After their last interview, Layla instantly recognized that voice. Her brows knit together ever so slightly. “What’s Gwen doing here?” she wondered. Sure enough, Gwen strolled up beside her, arms folded, eyes glinting with mock curiosity as she gave Felix a slow once-over. “You must be Felix Perry, right? Hi, I’m Gwen Harris. These days, I work as a reporter. “I actually caught wind of something about you recently—a little scandal involving a woman showing up at your family’s estate? Juicy stuff. Care to give me a quote or two? I’d love to share it with my team.”

He had never been so wrong. Perhaps I should tell you about this witch and who she was. Her name is Gwen. She is a beautiful green-eyed with, although having brown skin color seemed off and at the same time beautiful. Her beautiful locks of black hair on dreads with the perfect smile. Gwen was the epitome of beauty.

How did she not think about that? And when she was putting the pieces together, a horrifying realization dawned on her, but it was already too late. An older woman, though still incredibly beautiful, hugged Finn with an enormous smile. Just as fake as her, Gwen thought. The woman was wearing an expensive dress and a lot of jewels. She looked like a very powerful crime boss. And maybe she was. "Gwen, this is my mother, Mrs. Lane," Finn introduced her, and only then Gwen realized that they were all looking at her, waiting for an answer.

However, the unexpected happened. The door opened from the inside, someone pulled her in. "Here she is, Grandpa. She's a bit shy, so I forced her in." Although surprised by the tall man's words next to her, Gwen was relieved that he explained the situation. "During the day, Mr. Jason Cartwright, I am Gwyneth Stewart, or commonly called Gwen, pleased to meet you," she greeted politely. "I came here to—" "So, this is your chosen woman?" Gwen's heart stopped for a moment upon hearing that, and she shifted her attention to the handsome man. "Chosen woman?" she muttered.

Gwen said with a small smile. "What do you mean? What are you to him?" Rumi demanded out of curiosity. Both girl's voices were low but they could still hear each other since they were standing close to themselves. Gwen faces her and smiles. "I am his wife." "You are lying," Rumi said, giving Gwen her attention.