Gwen X Novels & Stories

Nothing would stop me now. As I left their room, I took one last glance at their peaceful faces. "Goodnight, my loves," I whispered. "I promise you, everything will be alright." The flickering nightlight cast long shadows across the floor, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I could feel the darkness that lived inside me stir with excitement. And a voice whispered in my head, “The world will soon know our name, Luna Wicken, and they will learn to fear it.”

Gavin started, and Gwen's eyes widened. "Oh, my poor child. You've been through so much. Well, not any longer. You're under my protection now," she declared. "Um. Who are you, exactly?" Elara asked. I bit back a laugh. Gavin, however, did not. Elara just shot him a look while Gwen smiled widely. "I'm glad to see they didn't break you, dear. I'm the former Luna Queen, Gwendolyn Ashbourne. And this reprobate's grandmother." She raised an eyebrow at Gavin. "I swear, he has better manners."

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

“Don. The Rinaldis just sent this.” He turned the screen toward me, it was a surveillance photo, grainy but unmistakable. It was a picture of Gwen leaving the hotel, with a red target circle over her face.

BRENDA WILSON. Giordana. "Hi, I'm Brenda Wilson." I turned in the direction of the voice. A tall, slim, model-like lady stood before me. She wore a dress that had a deep v-cut neckline exposing an ample amount of cleavage, the dress was very short and barely reached her mid-thighs. Her lips were painted blood red and her eyes were smokey. Well, she was definitely beautiful but something seemed off about her. Her smile was fake.

Goblins, for one, have Guûrniett while the Dwarves have Mæviς. Ellaine held her money tightly. She bet her necklace which was still around her neck that thieves were no stranger in this world. She went inside a café with a fascinating wooden sculpture of a woman in front. Right in front of the door was the counter and at left side were three round tables for four people. The table at the back was occupied by a Leprechaun couple with their table heavy with beer. The middle table was occupied by a lone cowboy silent with eyes on her. The aroma of grilled meat, coffee, and spices teased her nostrils.

Sort, separate, move to the next piece of garbage. An hour into the shift, a second woman approached. This one was harder-looking, late twenties, with cold eyes and a set to her jaw that suggested she’d learned not to trust anyone. "You’re the Beta’s daughter," the woman said. Not a question. "Yes." "I’m Cole." The woman watched her work for a moment. "You know what everyone’s saying about you?" "Probably several things," Gwen said, not looking up from the pile of refuse in front of her.

“You’re Gwenna. The first Empress of the Wanix. I’m Empress Zelda.” “Yes, I was the first Empress. I am so delighted to see the title stayed within the family.” “Oh yes. The Xanatheals still rule! This is Beta Penn, my...boyfriend.” I laughed slightly. “Beta?” Agaras asked. “A werewolf?” “Yes, of the Luan Pack.” Penn informed him. They both looked horrified. “Th-the Luan Pack?” Gwenna whispered. “No! We were never supposed to speak to them again!”

"I spoke to Sydney. She and Cain are not making any headway with her. She won't spill anything." "I'm not surprised." I muttered. "She's a believer. It's going to be damn near impossible to get her to spill. She has nothing to live for anymore." "I think she does." Zora said, causing Roman and I to exchange looks. Zora went on to explain what Gwen told her about how she and her mother were able to infiltrate the lycan ranks. Then she faced me, "Do you have any idea where her Mom is?" "Gwen's Mom died a few years before her husband during a family visit outside the territory. I think she died by rogue attack and Gwen had to travel for her funeral."

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.