Gwen Stacy / Spider Verse Novels & Stories

The young man from my room appeared at my side. "Elara, you cannot go out there," he said. "It is too dangerous." "The Lycan king is out there." "Yes. Lucian. He is fighting for all of us." I looked at the young man. At his blue eyes, his worried face. "You called me by my name," I said. "But you did not tell me yours." "I am Gwen. The witch that was once assigned to train you. Your friend." "Gwen." The name felt right. "I remember him saving my life. In the forest. From the rogues."

“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,”

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."

Gwen's POV The frantic echo of footsteps approached rapidly, and my vision blurred as I began to lose consciousness. My breathing was shallow, and the last thing I could discern was a figure bending over me. “Luna, open your eyes!” a voice shouted urgently. It wasn’t Ryker’s voice; it was someone else. I forced my eyelids open and saw the gamma kneeling beside me. I didn’t know his name, but he was one of the pack’s most feared gammas. How did he find me here?

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.

"Gwen, there's something you fail to understand, and that is if you want to become the Queen, you have to make a lot of sacrifices." "But Zara didn't make any, she just became the queen." "You are not Zara, Gwen. Zara was a Princess, and you are just a Lady from a noble family that's all." Gwen became angry after hearing that. Was Zara better than her just because she was a princess, or is it because the fates seem to be on her side? After considering what the spy has said Gwen, tilts her gaze to meet the spy. "Tell me, what I have to do?"

won't he scoffs ' fine then' I say. I wrap my right arm to his neck in a tight neck hold causing both of us to fall on the ground, I punch his stomach from the side he lets go of me and I quickly roll away from him to get up he grabs my shoulder trying to pull me back I grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder towards the ground and I go on top of him 'don't under estimate the power of THE Venom Vixen sweet heart' I say, I get off of him and put my hand out to help him get up. We continue walking and we get to JC's car. He droves off and we head towards Saratoga which was about a 45 minute drive 'so you really aren't going to tell me where we are going?' I ask 'you'll see when we get ther

Taylor screamed out painfully while the creature’s strong spell made her lower her head down to the floor. “I can see you are not yet good enough Taylor.” Gwen’s words were tinged with disappointment, but her hand was outstretched in an offer of aid. “Your mother taught me so much better.” As Taylor's eyes met Gwen’s, a mixture of shock and relief washed over her. “Gwen?” she breathed, grasping Gwen's hand and allowing herself to be pulled to her feet

"What I meant to ask is why she hates them." "She has Arachnophobia." "Huh." I sighed. I helped Leo shove them away from her. I put my hands on her fur to take off any of the spiders lingering in there. Unexpectedly, she sprang up, baring her teeth. She growled at me. She thinks I'm a threat. She pinned me down. She stared at me with her beautiful grey eyes. She was so scared. I could see it. Her claws were already digging into my chest. "Ahhhh" I groaned. "Gwen, calm down. It's me, Jasper."

I smiled at Vera and said, "This is your second life, Vera. Everyone wishes to have that kind of privilege. So my request is for you to take care in every way and always choose the right path." "I will treasure this beautiful gift of yours," he vowed earnestly. "Gwen is a silver werewolf. Despite her ability to heal and resurrect the dead, she cannot save her sister. This is why we are asking for your cooperation in this upcoming battle. If you are into it, we would be happy to accept you as a new ally. If you are into it, please come with us," Israel told us. "We need you to defend the borders of the La Cavier. Our entire land."