Novel & Cerita Gwen Tdi Fanart

"Well, I wouldn't be leaving without your corpses, it was the deal I made with Yarkona as she rules your pack. Your kids are probably dead by now," Gwen's teeth grounded. "Take that back," "Why don't you make me," Make her? Gwen would surely shove those words back into her throat. Her smirk turned sinister and the air around her thickened, creating a circle of wind around her. "I bet you forgot I can manipulate air," "Your little power does not scare me," Tatiana got into a fighting stance. "We'll see about that!" *~*

Personally, he doesn't like tattoos, his skin his flawless but the tattoo is perfect on Cara's skin. Gwen puts the cold stethoscope on Cara's tummy a couple of times and then stops. She begins to squirt a cold jelly on Cara's stomach, which makes her flinch at the contact. She places a Doppler on it. "Look at the monitor." She announced. "No, we wanted to stare at your ugly ass face." Cara mentally retorts. "Aww, O my," Gwen gushes as she stares at the monitor, which gains both Cara and Xander's attention.

Gwen excused herself and got out of the car to pick up the call. “Yes? May I know who this is?,” she asked the other line. (Zolyn! I’m back! I wanna see you. Where are you right now? I’ll come and fetch you,) the person from the other line said with delight. Gwen’s forehead wrinkled and only thought of one person who calls her Zolyn. When she remembered, her eyes widened in bliss. “Prince Genus Kendrick Cager Quillen! You’re back?,” she shouted in excitement. She heard a groan from the other line which made her chuckle. ‘He still hates it when I say his full name,” she laughed behind her head.

Now, she was fuller, and more beautiful than ever. Gwen had done a great job on her face by highlighting her brows. She carved them well into an arch, and her eyes were outlined to give her a more stunning look. Her lips was a pouting nude lipstick, giving her the ultimate natural look. She wore a one shoulder cut out red crepe gown with a slit from her upper thigh down to her legs. A Tom Ford stilettos beautified her pedicured feet, complementing her looks. A pair of half cut twenty four karat gold fitted into her ear holes. The wristlet too fitted her hand and still staring at the mirror, she was lost for words.

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

Pulling on yoga pants and a T-shirt, I left the bathroom so Leander could finish. Gwen and Willow were waiting for me by the door. I drew in a sharp breath at their appearance. They were stunning. Adorned in strips of buttery soft lambskin in periwinkle and ocean blue, Gwen's skirt rested so low on her waist, it barely covered her pubic bone, and ended mid-thigh, just a few inches beneath her buttocks, revealing her lean and muscular legs. Hazelnut brown skin played peekaboo behind hand-cut lacing that crisscrossed on each side of her hips. More strips of leather in similar blue tones wrapped around her breasts to create a halter.

"Just finish your food. After this, you're spending an hour at the gym working everything out." "Awesome. I wanna be as big as TC so all the pretty girls would look at me too" Gwen choked on her drink "What?" *****************************************

"I've looked her up on the internet and didn't find much about her. She played a kid in a couple movies, but that was six or seven years ago. Who knows what she looks like now?" Steve and Gwen saw a crowd in the parking lot as they exited the school that afternoon. They looked at each other and headed in that direction. As expected, they found Nick Fallen surrounded by fans as he signed autographs. Next to him was an incredibly beautiful woman. She was fairly tall and dark haired with a noticeably large chest. She was explaining to the crowd of students that she was going to portray Gwen in a Lifetime TV movie. "Oh, crap!" exclaimed Gwen. "There isn't enough make-up in the world for me to lo

“He was quite the artist. Or should I say is. He still paints when he has time but considering that he’s an adult now with adult responsibilities, I don’t suspect that he has as much time for that.” I stared at the painting again. It didn’t look like the image he projected for the world to see. This was raw and emotional. Next to the painting was a framed photo. It was a photo of high school Brayden at his prom. He looked young and less polished. He was wearing a dark tux, with his hair just slightly longer than it was now. But it wasn’t entirely Brayden that caught my eye. Because standing right next to him, a cheesy smile on her face… was Gwen. She wore a pale lavender tulle dress, a corsa

DYLAN Gwen closed her teary eyes. "I don't want to be dependent on you all the time. I need to make my own money," she replied, and then I let go of her and collapsed onto the bed frustratedly. "I offered you a business deal to model for my company's jewelry, and you turned me down in the name of another project you were already on. You turned down reputable brands like Nivea, Avon, Nike, Gucci, and Chanel, just to mention a few, to do this, Gwen?" I asked, and she crouched down and placed her hand on my knee.