Gwen Tennyson Novels & Stories

People began murmuring, their whispers threading through the air like invisible tendrils. "Is that Gwen Summerbell?" "She looks even more stunning than before." "Didn't she disappear after her father took her to London?" I ignored them, keeping my head high. Then, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces, a familiar one emerged. "Gwen!" Jersey, the birthday girl herself, rushed toward me, her arms outstretched. She was as radiant as ever in a stunning deep-red gown, her dark curls styled to perfection. I smiled as she pulled me into a warm embrace.

God had carefully picked this lady to be her friend and she was grateful to life for having her. Gwen considered her sincerity to be amazing and awarded her the sincerest and most supportive girl she had ever known. She was a woman filled with so much virtue that Gwen always reminded herself that she had a lot to learn from her, especially her ability to tolerate annoying people who's primary goal is to frustrate life out of others. Oh, Gwenevere was always ready to eat them raw.

At the Harson's; They got back home a few minutes later. Gwen was really excited. She couldn't believe that she actually saw the King. He was so handsome! For some reason she felt giddy inside. She immediately scolded herself. She couldn't be a acting like other girls in the village. "How was it?" Mrs Harson asked. "It was very interesting." Gwen replied happily. "Didn't you like it Aurora?" Mrs Harson asked her youngest daughter.

As Daisy slipped into the gown, it seemed to mold to her form as if it were made just for her. The intricate lace sleeves grazed her shoulders, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to the ensemble. The back of the gown was a masterpiece, with a subtle yet stunning display of buttons running down the spine, leading to a sweeping train that billowed behind her like a cloud of sheer opulence. "How did it go with Mrs Angela, Wade's mom...hope she wouldn't be an issue?" Alison asked as she fastened Daisy's wedding gown. Her question was in line with Daisy's thoughts, almost as if she had read her mind.

he replied and turned to leave the pack house to call Jayden. "Grey, Gwen remembers her past life. She knows she's Ariella, the goddess of children," Maya dropped in an excited whisper. Grey's eyes dilated in surprise. "Really?" He asked. Gwen nodded with a smile. "I remember you a lot, Lord Verne, after all, there was not a day Alyssa did not talk about you," she replied.

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 handed the napkin to Madam Helen who wasted no time in dipping into the water, and squeezed a little before using it to the mop the blood off Eleanor's back. It was then Gwen looked back and noticed the prince standing by the table. "Oh! Your highness." She quickly bowed her head. "Ermm,, Madam Helen, I'll be going now." She said quickly. She immediately took a mental note that this was the first time she has ever been to the Prince's room and the gods can't tell how bad she wants to leave. She can't bear staying in the same room with the heartless prince. "Not yet Gwen, come take this napkin and clean her up. Let me get the herbs ready."

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.

CHAPTER 449 “Congratulations! You’re now a head of the Donquite family, I’m pretty sure that you’ll have my opponent to be matched for me!” Said Gwen Tennyson to Locsin through phone call. Meanwhile, in the Tennyson family... “Miss, Gwen, I’m here already. Please tell me what do you want me to do now?” said the woman to her who has the most domineering aura. She was the number one strongest fighter in the Tennyson family ever since. She was in her forties but her figured well-maintained.

Amber O'Leary came to a sudden stop as she looked Gwen over from head to toe. "So, it's the incredible Gwen Anderson herself," began Amber as she raised her eyebrows, and smiled slightly. "Also known as 'The Lady in Red', and the 'Heroine of the Emerson River Rescue'. The same girl that's trying to raise enough money to expand a hospital; and all of this as a senior in high school. It appears that you're trying to keep the daughter of the next governor of this state away from Steve Hammer. It even looks like you're ready to fight, if necessary. All of this for that bloody guy sitting behind you, Ms. Anderson? Or may I call you Gwen?"