Gwen Sanchez Novels & Stories

she defended. “Well, she is not only my secretary. She is going to be my wife and your future sister-in-law, so practice respecting her.” Ms. Gwen only rolled her eyes, irritated by what Mr. Darwin said to her. From what I know, she is a famous model at an entertainment agency. Showbiz is her industry and she is the one who followed their mother’s footsteps. The other men in the family were in the business field. “Whatever,” Miss Gwen commented. After I placed the shrimp dish and five spoons of rice on my empty plate, I decided to answer Miss Gwen’s question as if I am not even fazed by her.

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

Amber O'Leary came to a sudden stop as she looked Gwen over from head to toe. "So, it's the incredible Gwen Anderson herself," began Amber as she raised her eyebrows, and smiled slightly. "Also known as 'The Lady in Red', and the 'Heroine of the Emerson River Rescue'. The same girl that's trying to raise enough money to expand a hospital; and all of this as a senior in high school. It appears that you're trying to keep the daughter of the next governor of this state away from Steve Hammer. It even looks like you're ready to fight, if necessary. All of this for that bloody guy sitting behind you, Ms. Anderson? Or may I call you Gwen?"

she finally asked. “I’m Greyson’s personal secretary, Angelique Sloan.” I didn’t make my introduction. I don’t like talking with this woman. Gwynneth stopped walking as she turned around to face me. “Personal secretary? You?” A tiny smirk formed on her lips as she released a soft chuckle. “I doubt that Greyson would take a woman like you as his secretary. And there’s no way that he’d hire someone to be his aid,” she said. “That’s what everyone said,” I uttered.

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.

"Gwen, we already paid off Stefan, and he's long gone. What more can Aspen and her people possibly do?" Gwyneth studied her carefully applied makeup in the mirror, checking every detail until she was satisfied with her flawless appearance. Only then did she turn around gracefully and walk over to Zac. She tapped his forehead with her finger, her tone carrying a hint of exasperation. "You know what your problem is? You don't have enough nerve to pull off anything big." Zac pouted slightly at being scolded, mumbling defensively, "I'm just being careful. Better safe than sorry, right?"

she murmured, wiping away traces of sadness. Gwen grabbed her phone and called her friend, Sarah. “We need to talk. Now.” After a few minutes, Sarah arrived. “Gwen, what happened?” she asked, looking worried. Gwen recounted everything, from the financial leaks to Rachel's betrayal. “She said I’m just a pawn. Is that true?” her voice trembled. Sarah shook her head. “You’re more than just a pawn. You love Dominic, and that’s what matters. But you also have to think about yourself.”

Luna suddenly lifted her head at Gwen’s words. Gwen looked ahead determinedly, and her eyes seemed to twinkle. “She’s not a mistress. Not once has she ever thought of meddling in other people’s lives. She is an exceptional jewelry designer, who has won many awards internationally. The only reason she chose to stay with the Lynch Group wasn’t because she had intentions toward Joshua Lynch, but because she’s a local of Banyan City. She dedicated herself to growing the jewelry industry of Banyan City.” The crowd was in an uproar at Gwen’s words.

"She’ll be doing that right now.” Five minutes later Oliver’s phone rang and Sia’s cheap thrills blasted from the phone making Cesar laugh. “Hey princess.” Oliver put the phone on speaker. He’d rather not become deaf at thirty something. She didn't have an inside voice… at all. “Daddy! Tristan Sandoval just followed me on I*******m! He commented on my picture!”. Oliver’s daughter Gwen screamed. “I know." Oliver said. "Cool right?”. “Oh my God." She said. "I’ve waited for months for this and just like that… it's a miracle." She snapped her fingers. "Are you at Uncle Cesar’s right now?”.