Gwen Stacy Tied Up Novels & Stories

And now, there he was — standing behind Ponce, aligned with him, supporting him. Her hands trembled as she turned off the television. She thought of the day she had seen the tampering. She thought of the accident that followed. She thought of the silence she had kept, the secret she carried. And now, seeing them together, she realized the danger was larger than she had imagined.

"My pulse isn't the problem, Christopher. It’s what I’m going to do to yours once we’re behind closed doors." Xavier didn’t wait for an answer. His hand slid from my neck to my wrist. Without a word, he spun on his heel, dragging me through the sea of bodies . We were a blur of motion. He didn't stop until we hit the heavy oak doors at the end of the hall. He shoved them open, hauled me inside, and kicked them shut. The silence of the room was suffocating. The moment the lock clicked, Xavier turned. He lunged, pinning me against the door, his hands slamming into the wood on either side of my head.

Gwen said crying and hiding behind me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed Gwen by her throat, her eyes instantly lost the green hue and became blue, her face also lost the innocent crying and expression and instead she was left hissing at me. On another side Cherry attacked Ray who caught her in his grip too. “How did you know?” Gwen hissed, trying to free herself.

she uttered as she stood to her feet as well. “He’s vulnerable, but the necklace is our best weapon,” Gwen gasped, while she dropped to her knees in exhaustion. “The forbidden blood spell weakens me by the minute. We must find the necklace before it’s too late.” Taylor knelt beside Gwen, and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, I won’t let you down,” she vowed. “We’ll find the necklace and use its power to finish what I and Scarlett were not able to complete. Aiden won't know what hit him.”

He threw it at a corner and now she was in her lingeries. Stacy felt her clit thumping in ecstasy when his eyes scrutinized all of her. She wanted to hide as she staggered back but he caught her thighs and pulled her down. "Where do you think you are going? I'm not done yet." He said in a husky voice as he caught her wrists and tied them with the belt. Stacy felt her heart pumping all the blood to her ears in both excitement and fear. She didn't know him yet her body strangely complied with each of his demands.

Forcing her eyes open, she looked up and met the gaze of six soldiers, two female and four male, all looking at her as if she really was someone who came back from the dead. Gwen placed her good hand on the ground and pushed herself up. “Listen, you never saw me. I was never here. Gwen Chester is dead. Got that.” The group still didn’t say anything and Gwen managed to herself standing. She hesitated a bit before she picked up her gun. “You are seeing things. I’m a ghost.” Gwen didn’t know where she would go, but anywhere was better than staying in the same place where the General was. But before she could even take two steps, Gwen’s arm was grabbed and she was captured by the group.

Fin sighed till she said, “In the laundry basket, I want you to get a small box there.” “The laundry basket that you put a sign of “Don’t Touch” in it?” He asked, recalling the time when she had a hissy fit after he washed his dirty clothes piling in her basket. The next day, he noticed a visibly large paper of that sign placed in her laundry basket. He rummaged without making a mess till he found it placely underneath all of the worn clothes. She intentionally hid it somewhere where people couldn’t find it. “This one?” Showing her a small black tin.

I couldn't believe what I saw in front of my eyes, yet here I was, seeing this happen for real, in the flesh. Slowly, his head turned in my direction, and he was surprised at my presence. "Gwen? What are you doing here?" his voice was hoarse and deep as usual. He struggled against the binds that trapped him, trying his best to sit up. But there was no way to do so.

Since it was night, not many people could be seen around, making Gwen panic even more. "Who could it be?" She thought, taking occasionally glances around when she bumped into someone. Before she could glance up to register who it was, she was knocked out, by the person. ... An hour later, Gwen woke up to find herself tied to a chair in an unknown room. she wanted to scream and ask where she was, and who brought her there, but it was impossible because her mouth was covered with a cloth.

She had never felt so loved, so protected and had already started dreaming of a life together with him. But the supreme lord caught them, and then the horrors that still plagued her to this lifetime began. Stev had fought hard to protect her. It was raining heavily, yet he never gave up even when it was slowly getting obvious that he was never going to win. He fought for Glovia like his life depended on it, and had his head falling to the floor. Filled with grief, Gwen screamed in pain, waking up when something exploded right at her back. “Gwen!” voices called out in fear, bashing Into her room but she couldn’t see them as her entire focus was on the pain in her back.