Gwen Tdi Fanart Novels & Stories

Sadie shrieked and sobbed like a madman sensing her forehead being sliced for the eighth time. Gwen grinned listening to the wails and screams from Sadie's face, yes, this is what she expects to see...Just like how she felt when she was tortured and buried alive, "Don't worry...he loves you so much...he will see your inner beauty..and love you forever...Hehehehe.." "Please do. Ahhhhh.....Ahhhhh.." Sadie shrieked in agony, tears dropping non-stop. Gwen had already created a 5x5 cut design on Sadie's head feeling satisfied, she remembered that the man should be coming soon.

Beep ! " Seriously? I hate you for being a rock " Arya screamed out and hit her phone on the bed. ………….. Gwen was in the dressing room, she changed into a white sleeveless and a black short skirt that was made of net. The skirt is transparent but she wore black pants inside. After dressing she walked to the makeup room. " Miss, you are so beautiful even without makeup, " The female makeup artist said. " Thank you, " Gwen replied politely. She sat down and the makeup commenced.

she whispered. I did not make a movement immediately. Then after a few seconds had passed, I peered my one eye open and checked if the coast was really clear. There was nothing like being extra safe. When I was satisfied with what I saw, it being only Tania, I sat up and released a heavy breath. "That was close," I whispered. "You're one mad actor," Tania replied. "I thought Gwen could see through us," she whispered. "You see, Gwen just naturally trusts no one. So she would oppose whatever you say. Be it right or wrong, truth or false. The only person she hardly opposes is Circe. So I knew that all I had to do was stand my ground," I explained.

"Aether Entertainment is not complete without Miss Gwen–the one that served to be our mother. She honed our skills to make us shine and be talented, just by how you see us now. So, even just by the project we did for her we can show that with the things she is facing now, we wanted to show her she's not alone." That's a very sweet message I heard from Tanya. "And as we represent the other artists that's part of this project, we may show you the art of love."

Gwen nearly moaned as she pretended to look for a snack to her tasting. I peeked behind her shoulder and I'm met with stony eyes. The guy looked to be way older than both Gwen and I and was spotting a long scar from his eyebrow to his hairline. Tattoos snaked across his thick arms, painting them with different dark arts. I ripped my eyes away from him quickly. The man was even more intimidating than Haiden, which was saying something. "Uh I wouldn't say that." I whispered. Did Gwen's taste in guys suddenly go from jocky high school teens to dangerous tattooed men? He was okay looking, if you skip the tight anger sketching on his features and the dangerous edge one could sense.

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.

Gwen laughed nervously, trying to shimmer the tension. "That's enough Aiden, stop scaring them," she waved her hands trying to lighten the heavy mood Aiden created with his words. "Besides," she gestured to the photographer. "Mr Fu doesn't have much time on his hands and he has some other Squads to snap, so chop chop people! Get into position," Gwen clapped her hands twice pulling them all away from their thoughts. "Yes! Let's do this!" Ethan said with glee. Ryan snorted as he crossed his arms, "I thought you were whining about taking a picture earlier on."

"I'll get it for you. Are you perhaps a writer or an artist?" "Both, if stick figures are considered exquisite art and if short bedtime stories are considered powerful books." "Oh you are so funny, my Lady," Gwen chuckled uncontrollably. "I'll tell my kids and husband about this. They sure would love it." "They sure would." "Anything else?" "No, that will be all." Gwen gave her another bright smile before wheeling the empty trolley out and closing the door. Immediately, Zezi saw the door closed, she sucked in a deep breath. She didn't even know that she was holding her breath all that while.

That I was protective of her and she is mine. Tara glared at Gwen. I face Tara and growled. "Gwen is my mate. No one. I repeat no one lays a finger on her. She's mine." She stepped out of our way. The sun's rays hit Gwen's skin. Her brown eyes had streaks of shiny gold, making them look both strong and a bit mysterious. I must confess, Gwen has to be the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She smiled at me after she said something. I was spellbound again. I had no idea what she said.

“I just want to see what you have--” “Gwen!” I hiss, swatting her hand away. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Instead of answering, she makes a dive at my box just as I’m about to angle my legs to move out of her way. Somehow, she manages to get a hold of it, and as much as I want to snatch it back from her, I don’t want to embarrass myself. The desk woman is already looking at me. I swallow hard and watch as Gwen opens the box, which is a delicate woven twine material that I had to make by hand. A look of shock passes on her face as she takes out one of the sample pieces, which is a silver necklace with an eye-shaped pendant.