Gwen Stacy Tied Up Novels & Stories

I could feel the tiny rocks penetrating my skin the moment Stacy pushed me down. ​ “Finally. We're able to make you pay for what you've done.” Stacy affirmed with teeth gritted and blazing eyes straight at me. ​ My forehead automatically creased. “Whatever you're talking about, I don't take part in any of it. I think you misunderstood me.” ​ Gwen scoffed. “Misunderstood? How come Sandy says you married a thug?” ​ Her statement made me completely stunned. ​ I blinked twice. ​ How did they know?

“Sleep some more. I will be back soon before you know it,“ she nodded and buried her face into her pillow… I kissed her again and finally got into my shirt and sweatpants. I met Zane ,Alaric and Theodore at the entrance of the interrogation room and we both step into the room with Gwen tied up to a chair and unconscious. “ You sure you didn’t kill her? She looks pretty out of it .” Alaric stated ,knitting his brows. “She was alive when I knocked her out , that’s all I know “ Zane muttered, stepping ahead. He propped her up with a silver chain, making sure it was tight enough.

"Do you have anything for pain?" Livia was still scared, any false move, that the gangster would shoot. She got up very slowly and took a few steps towards the tall man.

"Gwen! Where are you going?" Gwen didn't even spare him a glance. The lust in her eyes had vanished, and it was now replaced with terror and anxiety. However, a split second later, the entire hotel was sealed off by dozens of military trucks with classified license plates. The army surrounded Gwen, and countless dark gun barrels were pointed at her. "Please come with us, Ms. Everett!" Gwen's face went as pale as a ghost. As she was led out with her hands cuffed behind her, she caught sight of me standing outside the door, watching everything with a cold expression on my face.

“Hah!” I shift and glance at Aderyn uneasily. This might take a while. Aderyn croaks loudly then spreads its wings and flaps hard to gain the witch’s attention. “Day is almost upon us, so let me speak briefly. Gwen’s blood is, as you have noticed, wolf and witch. She has come to prove herself a witch and me her familiar. Do you accept?” The haggard women all stop talking long enough to listen before they all whisper to themselves. Even with my werewolf hearing, I can’t tell what they are saying.

However, the unexpected happened. The door opened from the inside, someone pulled her in. "Here she is, Grandpa. She's a bit shy, so I forced her in." Although surprised by the tall man's words next to her, Gwen was relieved that he explained the situation. "During the day, Mr. Jason Cartwright, I am Gwyneth Stewart, or commonly called Gwen, pleased to meet you," she greeted politely. "I came here to—" "So, this is your chosen woman?" Gwen's heart stopped for a moment upon hearing that, and she shifted her attention to the handsome man. "Chosen woman?" she muttered.

Turning around, she smacked at them desperately, trying to get out. However, nobody came to her aid. Turning around, she panted lightly and faced him. “You’re not getting out of here.” Raising his hand, he stuck his finger into the tie loop, pulled gently, and took off the silk tie effortlessly. Moments later, he used it to tie both of her hands together. Setting her on the single bed, he heard the creak of the springs in it. Then, he sat by the bed, brushed her cheeks gently, and said tenderly, “I told you, Gwynn. I’m going to tie you up and have my way with you.”

"Mr. Hawk, you're faster than I expected. You didn't disappoint me." Stanley looked at Scarface, his voice cold. "I want to see them first." "Of course," Scarface replied. "Your ex-wife and your girlfriend are right there." Stanley walked further into the room and saw Wendy and Jessica, both tied up. Jessica's eyes lit up when she saw Stanley. "Stanley, you're here! I was so scared, but I knew you'd come for me! Please, take me out of here! I don't want to be here anymore!"

When Zezi stood up, her sight was increasingly blue, the chains were still around her wrists and ankles, dragging at their ends, the heavy woods that used to be the ends and tops of the bed. "Milady, you ordered me to--" Gwen didn't have a chance to complete that. Chains swung in the air, the woods hitting her from either sides, quickly twisting around her body, flinging her right across the road where she crashed into the dressing table, destroying it, wreaking it down to pieces. In a flash, Zezi was in front of her, then by her side, slowly raising Gwen with her hand interlocked into her hair that was before in a bun, now loose, forcing Gwen to look up at her.

Gwen's POV. ~~~~ My eyes fluttered open, but I was met only by darkness. A sense of alarm rose within me as I realized a cloth was secured over my face. I attempted to scream, but the fabric moved in unison with my lips. Panic settled in as my muffled cries were silenced by an unseen force. Straining to pick up any clues, the sound of approaching footsteps came into my ears. My chest tightened; I had been kidnapped. I mulled into my head, trying to connect with my wolf, but she wasn't responding, and it only meant one thing: I was tied with a silver chain.