Gwen Tdi Fanart Novels & Stories

Maitta replied. "I see." Gwen muttered. "What do you like to watch then?". Maitta inquired. "I watch movies like high school musical, Hannah Montana, Frozen and others." Gwen answered. "Merlin is an adult movie." "Daddy likes it." Maitta said. Gwen walked over to the bed and stopped in front of her. "Listen to me, I don't like you at all." Gwen informed her. "And just because you're his real daughter doesn't mean you'll take my father away from me with your miss perfect attitude."

“There! You have some fluids.” Gwen threw her head back and laughed but at the same time, shook her head, “That’s not enough. Hold on, I have an idea.” She went over to his wardrobe, opened the middle drawer, and dug around before she pulled out a tube of an intimate gel. She held it up triumphantly. “If we put enough of this on, he would wake up feeling all sticky and gross.”

She turned to Gwen and said, "Gwen, let's go." Heartily, Gwen agreed. Before walking past Brie, she said to her, "Thank you, Ms. Collins, for being so magnanimous." It made Brie so pissed that she flung the pen at the ground. After leaving the auction house, Gwen hooked an arm around Caroline's and said, "Carol, you were so cool just now! I think I'm going to start fangirling over you!" "You're exaggerating!" came Caroline's reply. "It's true!" exclaimed Gwen.

My hand went up to caress her delicate cheek. I did not know that I had started smiling until my cheeks began to hurt. But I did not stop. Ariana was absolutely gorgeous; she was my motivation. My reason to live. "What’s wrong?" My heart nearly flew out of my chest as Gwen’s voice filled my ears without warning. She leaned against the doorway with her hands crossed above her chest. Her chocolate brown eyes were trained solely on me, analyzing me carefully. She was one of the stealthiest wolves I have ever met; her presence was almost undetectable. She wore a short white dress and left her shoulder-length hair in a bun.

My lips parted but no sound came out. Gwen took one calm step closer, her gaze locked on mine like she was pinning me in place. “That’s for stabbing me in the back,” she said quietly. Her voice didn’t shake. Mine did. She leaned in just slightly, her eyes cold enough to freeze blood. “And just so you know… I’m gonna get back with Hayden. Be his Luna. And you—” her smile sharpened like a blade, “—like always, will remain hidden.” Hidden.

Gwen hadn't set foot inside her mother's bedroom in what felt like an eternity. She inhaled deeply, then let the air out with a drawn-out trembling sigh before opening the door. The air was thick with the lingering aroma of her mother's go-to cologne or perfume. Gwen scanned the area while she stood in the doorway and looked out into the room. In front of the window that looked out onto the backyard was a beautiful Queen Anne desk and chair fashioned out of sparkling cherrywood. Both pieces matched each other. Her mother's favorite books were displayed in a small bookcase, and her mother's collection of Royal Doulton figurines were displayed in a curio cabinet. A modern-day iPod and an antiq

He is confident that Gwen will achieve her goals. One of Gwen's advantages is her closeness to Elden. She has always endeavored to win Elden's favor to gain his trust, and she succeeds. Without Elden's knowledge, Gwen infiltrates as a spy for Gibson. Gwen executes her task flawlessly, causing Elden and Theodor to become distracted. At the residence of Gilbert.

Gwen wagged a finger at Anne and remarked “Anne Luckser Vanlimz, it seems that you still don’t know the Tennyson family very well.” “You don't know me very well, either.” Anne shot back, her eyes narrowed dangerously. “Really? as long as I’m interested, nobody can hide anything from me.” Gwen smiled. Anne looked at sharp sharply. Gwen raised her hands as she gazed at Anne. She suddenly smiled and said “If you don’t believe me, I will prove it to you. You have taken good care of yourself and your facial features aren’t shabby. There must be a lot of men who are interested in you. It must be hard to control yourself with that many temptations. Jordan, find out how many times she had cheated .

Pausing for a moment as if sensing her displeasure, Helen shrugged innocently, "Don't worry, though—I'm your loyal fan, and I mean no harm. All I feel toward you is admiration." "And yet, your behavior has severely affected my life." Gwyneth appeared unmoved, her fingers tapping on the table even as an idea occurred to her. "And did you think you're Niki's only fan? I don't mind telling you that my art resembles hers because I often emulate her work." The sudden bombshell left Helen appearing bewildered for once. "You mean you're her fan too?"

She had to respect his wishes, especially when he had kept her safe for so long. She sighed and went back to bed, finally dozing off after chatting with Luna and Bonnie for a bit. The next morning, she received a call from Winson when she woke up. He sounded rather excited on the phone as he said, "Gwen, I'm at an art exhibition. Do you want to come? I saw a painting drawn by Mister Theo Allen here, and I think you're in his painting!" Gwen frowned. "Which art exhibition?" She was aware Theo had drawn a painting of Luna when Luna was studying in high school, but when did Theo paint her?