Gwen Stacy Comics Novels & Stories

Later on, he packed his things and left the club, as if I were solely the reason why he went there. ​ Not that I'm ungrateful about it, but I'm curious. I took the paycheck back to my hands until a meddling hand grabbed my phone. ​ Gwen, along with her best friend Stacy, is now standing across from me. Stacy's eyebrow arched while Gwen was busy skimming her eyes at my paycheck. ​

She scanned the space for the source of the cry when she spotted a silhouette of a woman clutching her stomach and getting help from some hybrid women. It was when they got close enough that Circe realised who it was. Gwen. "Shit!" Circe cursed before running to them. "What happened?" She demanded coldly. Gwen looked up at us and that was when I registered the blood flowing out of her stomach. It seemed as if she had gotten stabbed. She looked beyond pale and was barely breathing properly. "It was a trap. . ." She whispered. Then we stepped aside and watched as they took her to the throne room which was also my bedroom. Then Circe went after them and watched as they placed her on our bed.

Zach went to find Stella… No, Gwen. He saw her having breakfast with Lou, and she looked up and smiled at him when he approached them. “Zach.” “Did you meet Jared Crawford again?” Zach asked while furrowing his eyebrows. “Yes, and he still took me as Gwen,” Gwen looked down and answered unhappily. Zach felt a twitch in his heart. “Did he tell you a lot of things? Did you feel anything?” Gwen looked displeased. “Disgust, and hate. I just want to leave this ship now.”

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."

Andrew's POV “Argggh!” I yelled, knocking off every single file on my table. How could I be so dumb that I didn't notice her true colors? Why does this betrayal hurt? “Gwen, you thief!” I screamed angrily. But one of the things that bothered me the most was what Gwen said. What did she mean by saying I stoop so low? Was she just saying things to cover up what she did? She obviously was. She is a cunning and self centered woman. Despite being caught, she was still trying to make up things regarding the past.

“Hah!” I shift and glance at Aderyn uneasily. This might take a while. Aderyn croaks loudly then spreads its wings and flaps hard to gain the witch’s attention. “Day is almost upon us, so let me speak briefly. Gwen’s blood is, as you have noticed, wolf and witch. She has come to prove herself a witch and me her familiar. Do you accept?” The haggard women all stop talking long enough to listen before they all whisper to themselves. Even with my werewolf hearing, I can’t tell what they are saying.

My lips parted but no sound came out. Gwen took one calm step closer, her gaze locked on mine like she was pinning me in place. “That’s for stabbing me in the back,” she said quietly. Her voice didn’t shake. Mine did. She leaned in just slightly, her eyes cold enough to freeze blood. “And just so you know… I’m gonna get back with Hayden. Be his Luna. And you—” her smile sharpened like a blade, “—like always, will remain hidden.” Hidden.

She had never felt so loved, so protected and had already started dreaming of a life together with him. But the supreme lord caught them, and then the horrors that still plagued her to this lifetime began. Stev had fought hard to protect her. It was raining heavily, yet he never gave up even when it was slowly getting obvious that he was never going to win. He fought for Glovia like his life depended on it, and had his head falling to the floor. Filled with grief, Gwen screamed in pain, waking up when something exploded right at her back. “Gwen!” voices called out in fear, bashing Into her room but she couldn’t see them as her entire focus was on the pain in her back.

Gwen glanced up from her phone as he entered, he stood in front of her, looking down at her with a smile. "Hey, Gwen, I was wondering if you could do me a favor?" "Sure, I guess, what?" she replied hesitantly, an expression on her face that seemed to mix nervousness and embarrassment as she shot a glance at her Mom. Stacy responded with an encouraging nod, and Parker continued.

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.