Gwen Stacy Comics Novels & Stories

“I told you right? It is real and possible.” Gwen stood there, staring at her corpse, her face pale but resolute. “I told you,” she whispered. “I was given a second chance. The Moon Goddess brought me back.” I swallowed hard, my mind swirling. “We need to figure this out,” I said, more to myself than to anyone else. Ethan walked closer to Gwen’s body, kneeling, and examining it. “There’s no denying it, Lucian,” he muttered. “This is her,”

Gwen's POV I smooth my hands over the fabric of my dress, a deep purple and shimmering as a diamond. The skirt flares up at the bottom in a sweeping train. It's sleeveless, just enough to be comfortable but still show off my slender figure. My chest is completely exposed, a small round silver pendant dangles from my neck, and I swear, I love how feminine it looks against me. My lips curl into an impish smile when I remember wearing it first. It was my first night with Alpha Ace, including our family and other packs.

She was afraid she's gradually falling for him, no one had affected her this way and she couldn't be any less grateful. The thought of taking down the two guys left was first on her mind. She needed to, so she'd move on with her life. Maybe she'd confess to wayne that she was falling for him, but that was after she had taken them down. Atleast no one would know she was an Enchantress. Wayne sat at his desk, munching his lunch snack of tacos Gwen had made. He almost convinced himself with the thought that Selene was finally okay. Maybe she just needed someone to care for her. He would have totally believed in that if Stacey hadn't called.

Gwen arranged for a private meeting with the young woman under the guise of mentorship. “My dear,” Gwen said with a warm smile, “I couldn’t help but notice you during today’s event. Your beauty and charm are extraordinary. Have you ever considered working with the royal family?” Garcia, flattered and eager for new opportunities, agreed without hesitation. Gwen’s plan was already in motion. The next day, Gwen orchestrated a casual meeting between Hesperus and Garcia. The King, known for his frivolous nature, was immediately captivated by the young woman. Her fiery spirit and exotic beauty drew him in, just as Gwen had hoped.

Gwen was looking forward to having a hot shower and then heading to her pack to meet up with Isadora. Gwen had missed her and had hoped that while she was away she hadn’t done something stupid like the night she went to find Dean Alpha Blackmoor.

The dark brown hair swiftly caresses her face, getting attached to the slightly red skin because of sweat. Her exhausted eyes keep monitoring the food, which is releasing a flavorful aroma of seasoning. Today, she is going to meet her husband, a billionaire who has been away from her since the day she said, "I do!" Gwen Stacy is the obedient wife of a billionaire businessman who said goodbye before saying "I do," signing the marriage papers and getting no chance to look at his wife or let his wife see him.

Probably staring at the sky,a place he would never go. Even in death he was still mad at me, I spent half of my life trying to please him till I turned fourteen. That's when I met Gwen, She inspired me. I saw her yelling at the apples on the orchard cause they won't fall off. I was thrilled and amused . Dycan had set standard for girls, yelling at the apples was not so ladylike, but Gwen didn't care. She never cared about what anyone thought, she never lived her life for anyone. Non regardless of the fact that she was an omega wol

"Gwennie, I just think…you shouldn't assume Luke is dead. So long as his body remains, he's still roaming this earth, isn't he?" Gwen let out another chuckle. "Of course I know I shouldn't assume that. All I'm saying is that I won't fall for anyone else, especially not Stefan, not in a million years, and not even if Luke died." Luna raised her brows when she heard this. "Stefan?" "Yes. That's his name." Gwen put down her toothbrush and wiped her mouth. "His name is Stefan Joneson. S-T-E-F-A-N. Stefan."

In here there was only the sound of him breathing and the warmth of his skin and the folder sitting on the desk with its government stamp and my name, clean and unattached and finally, finally only mine. I walked into this office today as Gwen Rivers. I was leaving as something else. Something I had been before Cole, before the forced vows, before five years of being a wound aimed at another man. Xavier's thumb traced my temple once, gentle. I let it.

Well she doesn't need to worry, her alpha Noah does not care for me either, and and neither do I. "Come on Layla, get in line," Peter said and she rolled her eyes. " Ok everyone, meet Gwen, a new member of our pack. She is my assistant. " He said. " Hi Gwen, hello," they chorused. "Does she live with you?" Layla asked. "Yes Layla, she lives with me. I'm blind, remember? So she assists me...." He said. "Oh I get it, so she's more like your maid..." She let out a foolish chuckle.