Gwen X Duncan Novels & Stories

"I know that's not a plan. It's a direction. But it's an honest one." Gwen looked at me for a long time. "How old are you?" she asked. "Twenty," I said. She absorbed this. "You're twenty years old and you've spent four years in captivity and three weeks in your Alpha's estate and you're moving through this territory telling people the truth about things most politicians spend careers obscuring." "I don't know how to do anything else," I said. She looked at Draco. "Keep her." "I intend to," Draco said. She looked back at me. "I'll be at the assembly. And I'll bring six of my best people." A pause. "For the part that comes after Valen.

Sienna’s glare could’ve set me on fire, and Kael’s eyes tracked our every move, the mate bond pulsing with a possessive edge. As soon as we were settled, Rowan faced the elders, and testified. “I was drunk that night at the Rusty Claw. Too many beers, and I passed out in the storage room. Gwen had nothing to do with it.” He paused, his golden eyes sweeping the room before landing on me. “But there’s more you need to know about her. Gwen’s not just some rogue. She’s an orphan, taken by Alpha Viktor when she was a kid. He tortured her for years but she managed to escape from his pack, and she’s been running ever since, searching for her mother, the only family she might have left. Her trail le

She liked to read thriller novels and preferred romantic movies where she always cried at the end. She had light blue eyes with dark brown hair, and a smile for every person she encountered. She believed that the world was filled with people only trying to survive and that they were generally good. Her real name though was Charlotte Douglas and she had moved around quite a few times from Elko, Nevada before settling in Epworth almost five years ago. She had changed her name and worked at the diner for four years before buying it from Mr. Carlson who finally decided to retire at the age of seventy.

“Look, I'm a big girl and I can handle what you have to say. Whoever this person is, he is important enough for you to use his name as a password.” Before she could finish, Alexander started laughing. Slinging her purse over her shoulder, Gwen crossed her arms, watching as he continued to laugh until he started to cough. He held up his hands, trying to compose himself, but he couldn't. Gwen grew tired of laughing at her expense and started walking towards the door. "Hang on!" **

While their connection may not have flourished as she had hoped, it served as a catalyst for her personal growth and the realization that her journey would be a solitary one, paved with determination and an unwavering belief in her abilities. Gwen's decision to become a rumor specialist marked a pivotal turning point in her career. She found herself delving into a world of clandestine information, gathering secrets that people wanted to keep hidden. It was a niche that suited her well, allowing her to uncover stories that would never see the light of day through conventional journalism. During her foray into this secretive realm, Gwen came across a familiar name: Lyra. Intrigued by the conne

I quickly pulled out my handkerchief to help clean the mess I just made. “No, it's fine” She said, raising her eyes to meet mine. “Gwen? I didn't expect to find you in an event like this.” I said, expressing my shock. “I am here as a volunteer for the Auction, we helped set the place up.” She explained. “Anything I can do to help the orphans,” She added. “Are you here alone?” I asked, looking around. I was expecting to see her boyfriend around but I didn't. “Yes. It's just me. Thank you for your purchase, the money will go a long way towards helping orphans," she said.

“I understand. So, your night is ruined then?” Dillon could feel the urge to tease his best friend. But he still tried to stop himself. “Yes.” Dillon let out a soft chuckle, and if someone might see him, they couldn’t believe that he could laugh and smile. “Her fear is visible in her eyes.” “I see,” Dillon said faintly. Drake pinched the bridge of his nose and massaged his temple. “I see her strong aura on the outside, but she’s weak on the inside. I wonder what her wolf looks like.”

Probably staring at the sky,a place he would never go. Even in death he was still mad at me, I spent half of my life trying to please him till I turned fourteen. That's when I met Gwen, She inspired me. I saw her yelling at the apples on the orchard cause they won't fall off. I was thrilled and amused . Dycan had set standard for girls, yelling at the apples was not so ladylike, but Gwen didn't care. She never cared about what anyone thought, she never lived her life for anyone. Non regardless of the fact that she was an omega wol

Well, except for the gaze of the man burning holes through my head, I was fine. "I'm Damon. You caught my attention since the beginning of the show but I did not want to disturb you so I waited till the end of the show to approach you." I breathed out as if he was nervous to talk to me. Looking at him now, he had great looks. He was pretty handsome and he was taller than I am. Very well. But not as tall as…. Stop that right now, it thought. "Oh….. I… I'm not very good at this. My name is Gwen. I'm a fashion enthusiast that luckily got an invite to come to a great show like this one." I said to him and he laughed. He had a nice smile.

The police came to the cabin, and an entire investigation began. It turns out, the remains found underneath the cabin belonged to a Dani Winter, who was Dominic's high school girlfriend. Her records showed that she had given birth to a baby boy on Dylans birthday, then disappeared shortly after, and they quickly put two and two together - leading them to investigating Gwen.