Gwen Stark Novels & Stories

Gwen stated. "I can't mask a witch's path. And it had to be someone she trusted. That's the only person she will let get close enough. You can't attack her from afar. You have to dig the dagger into her heart." Nineveh was firm with her answers. I could see that she was hurting, but she was doing everything in her power to be calm. "I'll do it," I muttered. Rainbow shot me a wide glare. "Aside from Sith, I'm the only one she trusts enough to let get close to her."

He had never been so wrong. Perhaps I should tell you about this witch and who she was. Her name is Gwen. She is a beautiful green-eyed with, although having brown skin color seemed off and at the same time beautiful. Her beautiful locks of black hair on dreads with the perfect smile. Gwen was the epitome of beauty.

But sadly, it never got to it's destination, and I had no idea who she left it for. “Gwen is a special wolf, she may become a monster if you withold too much from her. She's a different breed. Her powers were locked up when she was born. By a powerful warlock. It was best for everyone. “She was too powerful to be controlled, even as an infant. Only intense emotions can unlock her powers.” “When she finds out all the lies and all the secrets everyone has been keeping from her, the barrier won't hold for long, the warlock's seal will wear off.”

“She is a bitch! She snatched Gwen’s husband away, then killed her son!” “Gwen has a rare blood type. She won’t be able to have another child again…” “What a ruthless woman! I hope she goes to hell!” Stella was not sure who threw a rotten egg at her, but it seemed that they had planned it in advance. Subsequently, all the eggs they had were smashed into her face— The stench was unbearable. Stella closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found nothing on her. Weston had blocked all the attacks for her.

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."

Haden said, wiping the dishevelled hair out of my face with the tip of the knife. "It's a miracle really, scarcely an ounce of physical strength in sight, yet this whole archive of mentality and courage. It will be a shame if I have to kill her, the snarky comments, sarcastic responses and challenging questions are just so... but of course, Alpha Leonardo Loren of the Stella pack, you already know that. Despite your power and influence over so many wolves, you still fail to control your 17-year-old mate? There must be something about her, something more than a stiff upper lip." Haden said. "Anyway, I bid my fondest farewells to the Stella pack and I'll be expecting to see you and your sister

Gwen said and they chuckled. She left while Min Ho watched the fight like a movie. "Even if i can't get Klaus maybe i can get someone who knows much about him, the Dai Shi and how she intends to stop them". Gwen said. Gwen placed her hand on Diana's head entering into her memory. She gasped as she opened her eyes. "She knows much about the Dai but most especially, Nicklaus and Morgana's weakness". Gwen said with an evil smile. 👤👤Elsewhere👤👤

Everytime she wanted to let it go but remember how her mother had died, her heart would ache. “Dad… you have to wake up. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to carry on any longer.” A knock came once at the door, and it opened. There she was, Gwen Moretti. The stepmother Aria had always despised, the woman who had made her life a living hell. Cold air flushed in the room. Gwen walked in gracefully, swinging her hips like she owned the building. A smirk tugged at her face, eyes wide like a predator circling his prey.

Gwen flipped her blonde hair, staring at the guards in disbelief. "A misunderstanding? You're the ones who've totally misunderstood. Look at this fat pig? Do you think she looks like Luna material? You even placed her in the front row like she's someone important. This woman was the Whitecrest Pack's slave. She worked as our omega and was the lowest of the lowest. How dare she sit in the front row like she's someone important? Everyone, this woman doesn't deserve to be in this place. She's not even a real Luna!" Gwen yelled. Everyone's eyes were on us, and they whispered among themselves.

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.