Gwen Stacy Haircut Novels & Stories

“I just want to make sure everything runs as smoothly as possible,” “Well, you are also trying to prove to your overbearing boss that you can actually manage a team...and may I just say you have done a marvellous job,” Gwen leaned closer. Much like Grace, she had her dark curly hair braided together in various different patterns on her head, but Grace had just stuck to two. “You are coming tonight for our little sleepover?” “How could I forget with you reminding me every second? “Grace turned around. “Now shouldn’t you be off doing tasks for Mr. Goldmarch?”

My hand went up to caress her delicate cheek. I did not know that I had started smiling until my cheeks began to hurt. But I did not stop. Ariana was absolutely gorgeous; she was my motivation. My reason to live. "What’s wrong?" My heart nearly flew out of my chest as Gwen’s voice filled my ears without warning. She leaned against the doorway with her hands crossed above her chest. Her chocolate brown eyes were trained solely on me, analyzing me carefully. She was one of the stealthiest wolves I have ever met; her presence was almost undetectable. She wore a short white dress and left her shoulder-length hair in a bun.

The place was quite cozy and safe. "Leave us alone now. Thank you..." A sudden voice caught her attention. It was indeed Gwen. She's so beautiful, gorgeous, and sophisticated in her look. She is wearing a white sleeveless with her cleavage shown, and on top of it, a black leather jacket. Down were tattered skinny jeans paired with knee-high black boots. Gwen's long flawless neck was shown even more because of how her hair was tied up. The lids of her eyes came to life because of the light makeup, and the eyelashes spoke of their length.

She wanted to hold Shawn's hand, but she was afraid that he would lose his temper, so she only dared to follow him. Shawn said lightly, "You cut your hair?" Winnie looked at him happily. "Yes. Did you notice? Does it look good?" She deliberately chose a hairstyle exactly like Gale's. Even the length was just right. This way, Winnie looked more like Gale from the outside. Shawn looked at her quietly. Through her, he was actually looking at someone else. Winnie knew it, Shawn knew it, and the housekeeper and servants next to her knew it.

Gwen stepped out, looking very pretty, she raised her head and the brush I heard almost fell out of my hand. “Gwen?” I called. She smiled and replied. “How do I look?” she asked. I raised my three last fingers as I held my index with my thumb, replying. “Spectacular.” “Thanks,” she said as she blushed. She had done her hair and had light makeup on. Olivia had left quite a lot of her things behind, Gwen made good use of them. I dropped the brush as I lifted my hand to take hers. She placed it on mine slowly and I led her out of the pack house. We crossed a few maids and they were staring at us. They could recognize Gwen, but they were confused that we were going out together, all dressed us.

Vanessa then asked which i opposed to "Of cause it's just you" "Nope, not just her, the air seems a bit foggy between you two" A dark girl with full curly hair, who had a slender body posture, tall and has big bust, she looked African and she was approaching us "Hi, I'm Gwen" She said and stretched out her hands toward Vanessa who reached for it, then did the same for me "He's a keeper, trust me" she told me as she shook me "Not you too Gwen" Logan lamented

She shifted on the bed, the towel riding up slightly and replied with a wicked grin. KATHERINE: Careful, or I'll send proof of how wet your words make me. Can't wait to feel you inside tonight, filling me completely. Stacy sauntered in then, robe half-open, holding a curling iron. "Okay, lover girl, enough sexting. Let's do hair before you combust." She teased relentlessly as they worked, sectioning Katherine's locks and twisting them into loose, romantic waves that cascaded over one shoulder. "Whoever he is, he's got you hooked. Look at you, glowing like you've been freshly fucked. Details, Kat! Is he as dominant as he sounds?"

Dominic just wanted to get to know his wife better and begin to accept that Gwen was now his wife and move on from his past. With the agreement made, they headed to their room. Dominic went to the bathroom first. While waiting for her husband to finish his shower, Gwen prepared the clothes she would wear that night. She suddenly felt like dressing up like Rachel. She chose a dark dress, high heels, and planned her makeup and hair to look as much like her husband's ex as possible. Time flew by, and after showering, Gwen started styling her hair. She looked up how to style it like Rachel's online, following each step until she resembled her.

Gwen said with a giggle. "You know I cannot stress you; you need to rest." "Come on, I have been resting for days now." I smirked. "I'll take that as a yes, and now it's time for the big transformation." After the hair cut, I could agree that I looked different. "You look sexy handsome but very scary and dangerous," she said, trying to hide her fear with a smile, she did her best to look comfortable around me, but I knew she was scared of me, unlike Cara who didn't need an act to do that. I wondered why she was still afraid of me; she should know that I would never hurt her, not the woman crying my child, and I won't let anyone do so either.

"You"ll have to put this in Zara's drink at the banquet," the spy said, handing Gwen a bottle. Gwen looked at it curiously before asking, "what is it?" "Stop asking so many questions Gwen, just do as I say," the spy answered looking slightly annoyed, and Gwen nodded. ZARA'S POV I sat in front of the mirror, and Carl helped me style my hair. I had asked Lia to do it but Carl insisted that he wanted to do it himself. He even applied makeup to my face and I was amazed at how perfectly he could do it.