Gwen Stark Novels & Stories

said Gwen, "Thought we were doing this together, finding the kids," said Serena, "No, we have a different goal, see you around," said Gwen, as she made her way to the west leaving them both on the isle of Roman. A lady joined her, as she got away from the sight of the two, "Cayla of Dathomir," said Gwen, "Gweneviere Sautor," said Cayla, "Come here kid," said Gwen, as she enveloped her in a hug, as tears trickled down their faces,

he replied, heading out of the warehouse to his car, with Diana following. "Gabriella isn't an easy woman to catch, is she?" she snapped. "It won't be long until we have her," Wallace responded, starting the car as Diana gestured for him to take off. "Let's head back to the station, boys," she ordered, encapsulating the urgency of regrouping. Teca Company: A woman elegantly exited the elevator, clad in a long-sleeved blue shirt tucked into black pants, complemented by a jacket and blue heels. Her brunette hair was impeccably styled in a short cut, radiating both professionalism and sophistication.

I couldn't keep my eyes off their eight packs and couldn't help but think about rubbing my hands up and down their bodies. "I can feel your emotions, Love," Gwen whispered in my ear and then took her shirt, leaving her in a sports bra and shorts. She smiled at me and walked into the ring with Stephen and Steven. I watched as all three of them trained. Stephen and Steven fought with each other, while Gwen fought with one of the men. I was shocked that she had tackled him with ease because the man was way bigger than her. "I think she is the Alpha Twin's Mate too," I heard one of the females training say

GWEN The days leading up to the battle passed in a haze of preparation, tension, and determination. I threw myself into training, trying desperately to harness the powers I knew were buried deep within me. Arlene’s memories, once an echo in the corners of my mind, now roared like a river threatening to overflow. They showed me glimpses of her strength, her sacrifices, and her unyielding love for her pack. I wanted—no, needed—to channel that same energy, but the harder I pushed, the more elusive it seemed.

I don't understand who released this crazy person to let her run to my place to cause trouble. Maya ran to pull Gwen, but Gwen flicked her hand, sending Maya flying away. Gwen is Beta's daughter; despite her lack of training, she still has Beta's blood and is more substantial than normal werewolves. I quickly ran over. Gwen didn't know I was there, so she didn't notice me. I lifted my leg and kicked her with all my might. Gwen's body was like a broken kite; she flew away until her body hit the table's edge and fell to the floor. I didn't care about her, looking towards Violet.

The entire pack members were gathered to welcome him. And you're wondering why the women dressed in a slutty way? Well, Giovanni was still a bachelor at the age of thirty. Having been away from home since he was eighteen, he was yet to find his mate, who'll become the Luna of the pack once he becomes alpha. Thus, the women were dressed in revealing clothes, hoping one of them would be the lucky one to capture his attention. As a maid, I wasn't allowed to be among such gatherings. Not that I was interested but the only time I'd be needed was when I had to serve drinks to the visitors.

Thankfully my hair is all-natural, unlike Steph. "Are you okay?"I asked Carmen. We were sitting at the bar. She was calming herself down with her fourth gin and tonic. "I've never been better actually. She deserved everything she got after what she did to Ethan. All this time she was just as fake as her hair."She threw Stephanie's extension towards me on the bar and chuckled."I always hated her." "I think it's safe to say that she's not coming to your wedding now. She's probably already called Ethan and told him."

The King of Merfolk should be bowing to her. She stood in a dress of wrapped coral, curled and swooped off her shoulder like a wave, her brown hair tumbling down the other side on her bare shimmering skin. Her large black eyes scrunched a little as she smiled at the men behind me. "You can call me Gwen." I looked at my mates, giving them a sheepish smile as they glared at me. "In my defence, I didn't know it was her." Dane rolled his eyes, Xavier placing his gun over his shoulder and rose a brow.

A woman. Tall, putting on dark attire, her sharp golden eyes scanning the room with curiosity. She wasn't one of Ronan's fighters. She was something different. "That's enough," she commanded, her voice smooth yet authoritative. Ronan turned, his grin fading a notch. "You're late." She moved closer, her gaze locking onto mine. "And you're playing too many games." I swallowed, confused. Who was she? Ronan sighed dramatically. "Gwen, meet Selene. The true power behind everything here."

“I'll donate my blood right now.” Ruth nodded. “Doctor Louise has already—” At that moment, Gwyneth gently took Eirene’s hand, cutting Ruth off mid-sentence. Eirene jumped and turned her head. Gwyneth looked at her with a deep, almost piercing gaze. Her touch was not arrogant, yet it froze Eirene in place. “Eirene.” Eirene swallowed. “Who are you?” “I am Gwyneth Vanderbilt,” Gwyneth replied, introducing herself. “The Sacred Elder of the Velmora Pack.”