Gwen Stacy Fancast Novels & Stories

Did they think it would be easy for them to wipe me out? I stepped under the shower and hissed in pain when water penetrated the bandage. I remembered the slicing and stabbing of skin and that tattoo that belongs to the children of the ruin gang. I will fucking wipe out the entire gang and spare no one. I stayed under the shower for a few minutes before stepping out of the bathroom naked into the room. Only to meet Gwen who enters the room with the aid box. At first she didn't notice me and when she did, she screamed, dropping the box.

------------ Forgive my rudeness, I cannot abide useless people. -Marcel. ------------ Marcel rolled his eyes, "I wouldn't even let you near me or her, go play your little games on those idiots out there." Gwen's hair flew as if she wanted to stone Marcel like Medusa, "Don't think I'm afraid of you, it's just that I have more toys to play with heh~" As Gwen said she thought about Dolores's face. Gwen has lived for two hundred years, and she has already seen these types of shamans and exorcists, she just felt angry looking at couples.

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.

However, what I saw there was different this time. ​ Seeing Gwen and Stacy made me astounded. There was a scratch on Gwen's face whilst a band wrapped around Stacy's arms. Beside them are six men who have a bunch of tattoos all over their arms and a big fat tummy. ​ Gangsters? ​ Fear crawled to my skin the moment I saw them. Stacy saw me, and she didn't plan on letting me go. Meaning, I was the target. ​ “Bitch!” I heard her curse loudly enough for me to hear.

she tells her with a fake smile. “Why don’t you join us in our table, Celia?” Stacy tries to pull her in her circle of friends by grabbing her by the arm. Stacy is the Gamma’s daughter. She is the second best Lorcan’s potential mate next to Celia. Celia gave Stacy a small smile. “I’m sorry, Stacy. I came here with my friend Raven.” Raven gave them all an uneasy smile when their attention turned to her. Stacy and her friends forces a fake smile when they saw the outfit she wore here.

“Black. Stacy, one minute of twerking.” “That’s my sister!” Simon groaned and tossed his head back. “Then look away because your girl has moves.” I turned in my chair to watch the show. “Don’t look!” I looked back at Brittany was covering Gavin’s eyes, but she was laughing. I couldn’t stop laughing as I looked back at Stacy. She was on the ground now, making her dress almost pop over that ass. “TIME!” Brittany yelled. “Ah, my hip.” Stacy held onto her hip as she sat back down.

Gwen rolled her eyes again as if Fanny was boring her with all her stupid questions. "I can tell Andy I've taken you home. They can still do all sorts of modifications if they want. We're not stopping them and they know where you're going. I'm just showing you. It's off to a good start because you seem so miserable sitting here." Gwen stood up and straightened her skirt, running a hand through her hair. She knew her plan had almost worked, so to secure the deal, she threw one last bait to Fanny. Crossing her arms over her chest, Gwen jutted out one hip and gasped.

“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,”

like a tired person, she threw herself down onto the couch, her eyes fixed on Stacy. Stacy, her voice shaking, responded with a hint of defensiveness, "Really!? Ha! Nothing happened. That jerk... I don't even know why he came here." She averted her gaze, avoiding Gina's probing eyes. Gina, ever perceptive, sensed Stacy's unease and took swift action. In a gentle yet firm manner, she softly commanded, "My dear Stacy Lu, why do your eyes betray you? Look at me..." With a swift motion, she pulled Stacy down onto the couch, their eyes now locked in a moment of deep connection.

* At the Lucas family estate, Carly had barely stepped inside when she heard Scarlett calling from the living room, “Carly, come here and keep Gwen company. I’m going to call your uncle.” “Gwen’s here?” Carly muttered. She froze for a second. Looking over, she spotted Gwen sitting on the couch, smiling politely and nodding in greeting. Bathed in soft sunlight, Gwen wore a chic Chanel-style outfit. Her long hair flowed neatly down her back, her makeup delicate and elegant. The tomboy from years ago was long gone—now she looked every bit the poised young woman. It was the classic ugly duckling turned swan. Standing next to William, Gwen would certainly make a fitting match.