Novelas y relatos de Gwen Stacy

' Gwen smirked to herself, fully intending to use Damian to her advantage. 'Alright, I’ll find out who your husband’s mistress is,' Damian agreed. 'We’ll meet up once you get all the details on her. Oh, all I know is that her name is Ivy,' Gwen typed back. There was no point in breaking a sweat herself when she could easily let him do the heavy lifting to uncover the woman Jeff was so obsessed with. Bored of tossing and turning on the bed and staring blankly at the TV, Gwen stepped out of her bedroom. She wanted to clear her head and start looking for a proper house for Hans.

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.

If Cayden and I had just stopped in to say hi, she would have come and given me a hug, but much like my father, she differentiates between her daughter Scarlett and her Alpha Scarlett. “Alpha Scarlett, Beta Cayden. Is everything okay?” She asks, her big green eyes wide with concern and her chocolate brown hair still slightly damp from a shower. It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing my future self. And I’ll tell you, I could do a lot worse. My mother still turns heads and is still a beast on the sparring fields. I’ve never seen her in an actual battle, but I have no doubt she can still kickass.

Zita said to them. "Where is her mother? Has she mysteriously fallen ill?" Fiona said mockingly. Tracey sniggered. "I'm right here." A voice said boldly from the staircase. All eyes were at that direction-the staircase. Rebecca was at the landing, close to a step and held the handrail. Her curly hair fell on her shoulder; her dress was an off-the-shoulder dress with three steps designed on it. The jewel on her pendant glinted as the light from bulb reflected on it. Fiona rolled her eyes when she saw her.

“Leave the estate tonight. Security will escort you out. Your access to all Sterling properties and systems is revoked immediately. If you try to contact anyone in this family again, or if another whisper of scandal appears with your name attached, I will release this recording and every piece of evidence we have. Do you understand?” Out of nowhere, Gwen just froze - her face no longer calm. Streaks cut through her makeup where tears ran down. Her body trembled without pause. Never before, in all the time I’d seen her, had she seemed so undone. Yet my heart stayed cold. Only disgust. And relief. This marked the end of Gwen’s power - once and for all. Her hands stayed at her sides. Not a soun

People began murmuring, their whispers threading through the air like invisible tendrils. "Is that Gwen Summerbell?" "She looks even more stunning than before." "Didn't she disappear after her father took her to London?" I ignored them, keeping my head high. Then, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces, a familiar one emerged. "Gwen!" Jersey, the birthday girl herself, rushed toward me, her arms outstretched. She was as radiant as ever in a stunning deep-red gown, her dark curls styled to perfection. I smiled as she pulled me into a warm embrace.

"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?"

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.

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.

declared Charlotte as she angrily pulled Billy away from the table. "I wonder what got into her?" mused Gwen. "I guess I'll have to get used to people being jealous of me. Sparta doesn't get very many famous actors to visit, and I'll be seen with one when I show Nick around. I can hardly wait!" Steve bit his tongue. Gwen chattered all the way home about the places she'd take Nick and the things that she'd show him. It never seemed to occur to her that she was diminishing Steve's importance every time she raved about Nick Fallen.