Gwen Pool Novels & Stories

Gwen told me in a deceptively calm voice, similar to what a hunter would use to lure chickens to slaughter. “You fucking deceived me.” “I didn’t. This is a real job and it was a real offer I made to you. Which is still available if you wish to accept it.” I stared at her like she was crazy. It seemed like I was also going crazy because nothing was making sense. “Georgina here is one of my models but she didn’t walk in tonight’s show.” Gwen explained. “Now I’m not sure what issues exist between the two of you but I apologize for her aggressive behavior. It isn’t typical of her.”

I grabbed my bag and stood up. But just as I was about to leave, Jenny's phone dinged again. She read the message and her eyes widened. "Wait, there's... another opportunity, Miss." I arched a brow. "What is it?" Jenny looked up. "Grayford Creations just reached out. They want a collaboration with Jim Summerbell, Miss Gwen." I blinked, then turned fully to her. "The Grayford Creations fashion house?" She nodded. "Yes. And here's the catch, it was Mr. Lucas Grayford who reached out and emailed our company."

The Moon Pool was located beneath a cave at the edge of Bloodmoon pack, with a wide opening at the top where the glow of the moon touched the pool. It had a direct connection to the moon goddess, and had the power to grant answers to all questions. "Someone tried to harm Gwendolyn yesterday." Kieran began as they made their way towards the cave. He held Gwendolyn close to him, never letting her go. "Your beta told me about it." Harry nodded. "Apparently, it was an accident. The archers were having a close combat night practice, and one of the arrows flew in the wrong direction."

She drifted to Lucille's side and nudged her, silently mouthing, 'Is that him? Lucille nodded. "Otto, let me introduce you. This is Gwen, my best friend. She's an interior designer." Otto smiled and extended his hand. "Otto Westbrook. Nice to meet you." Gwen stared at his hand for several long seconds before finally grabbing it. "Hi! I'm Gwen Taylor. I've heard about you forever. You were three years ahead of us, and by the time we got to school, you'd already graduated early, but your name was everywhere. The awards wall, the alumni board... you were basically a legend. You're so cool."

On the day of my wedding anniversary, I receive a strange photo from a friend back home. "Why is your wife working at a nightclub?" his message reads. In the photo he sent, my wife, Gwendolyn Shaw, is wearing a tight-fitting skirt. She looks utterly miserable as a group of men forces alcohol down her throat. I am the richest man in Shenton City. So why on earth is my wife entertaining men for money at a nightclub? Before I can question her about it, she sends me a selfie from a hospital checkup. "It's been three whole years since you left the country, honey. I miss you so much…" I stare at the photo in disbelief. My beautiful wife has shaved her head. Her skin is dry and sallow, and

~Grayson "And when did Lexia go missing?" Resting my elbows on my desk, I look directly at the questioner in front of me. An immaculate, proper lady sits across my desk, clutching a pad of pristine paper in her hands. A Detective from the Discipline Pack, anxious to find out where my mate has vanished to. She looks painfully similar to Lexia too. Despite different facial structure, and her square rimmed glasses, she had the same green eyes and slightly off coloured blonde hair.

"Let's just go. Stopping the car will only worsen the situation. Sometimes I wonder if you truly love me. You don't seem to care about my happiness. Start the car, let's go." Dave started the car's engine and resumed driving. About thirty minutes later, they arrived at Adrian's house. Gwen couldn't tear her eyes away from the moment they passed through the gate and entered the enchanting surroundings. "Wow..." she smiled, admiring the massive building, the grounds, and the variety of luxury cars. It was a sight worth beholding, and her angry expression suddenly transformed. "Mr. Adrian's girlfriend or fiancée will be the luckiest woman," she thought, stepping out of the car and catching sigh

Gwen I decided to go for a swim in the pool this evening. It's warm and beautiful and I have never really explored the pool before. I never packed a swimsuit when I was running away but luckily I found something to improvise in my bag. I just got into the water but I know I'll be there for a while because it wasn't too cold. I can hear someone approach the pool. I could tell it was Noah by the sound of his walking stick! Oh did I miss him?!

She walk towards her section area and sat down smiling. “ so annoying” Amanda said for Celine to sigh. Immediately their nails was done, Amanda and Celine walk out of the spa as they go to the shopping mall across the street for shopping. Back inside the spa, a lady walk to Gwen smiling. “ miss willer, whose wife is she?” The woman asked Gwen who gave a sly smile as her aim was working. “ Aaron McNair, the Youngest CEO” Gwen said for the women to frown. “ are you saying Ceo of McNair enterprise?, common he’s too calm and quiet for a wife like her” another lady said for Gwen to smile.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.