Gwen X Novels & Stories

But sadly, it never got to it's destination, and I had no idea who she left it for. “Gwen is a special wolf, she may become a monster if you withold too much from her. She's a different breed. Her powers were locked up when she was born. By a powerful warlock. It was best for everyone. “She was too powerful to be controlled, even as an infant. Only intense emotions can unlock her powers.” “When she finds out all the lies and all the secrets everyone has been keeping from her, the barrier won't hold for long, the warlock's seal will wear off.”

A woman. Tall, putting on dark attire, her sharp golden eyes scanning the room with curiosity. She wasn't one of Ronan's fighters. She was something different. "That's enough," she commanded, her voice smooth yet authoritative. Ronan turned, his grin fading a notch. "You're late." She moved closer, her gaze locking onto mine. "And you're playing too many games." I swallowed, confused. Who was she? Ronan sighed dramatically. "Gwen, meet Selene. The true power behind everything here."

Misfortune and misery were her constant companions. But the crowning flame showed justice about one thing - Her pack prospered. Her misfortune was the price she paid to keep her pack afloat. Her wolves did have great fortune and for that, she was grateful. “Ugh!” Suddenly, out of nowhere, Gwen felt excruciating pain in her chest. She collapsed to the floor, in between her desk and her chair. She gritted her teeth as she clutched her chest, digging her nails into her skin. “Help!” She mind-linked the pack doctor, Oliver Morris. “Help!”

Gwen's cheeks trembled with fear as she stared at the woman in front of her. The fur coat, the red nails, the jewelry on her ears and neck, all the classiness from someone she hated with all her heart. "What are you doing here?" Gwen uttered the words with difficulty. "Are you not going to invite me in?" Mrs. Lane asked with a sneer on her face. Gwen sensed Stephanie approaching her from behind, but she didn't look; she was too busy trying to understand the presence of that woman in her apartment.

Gwen snorted coldly and said “if he has one, I can easily deal with her!” “You want to kill Joshua’s fiancé?” Locsin gasped in disbelief. Gwen was a control freak and with her ruthlessness, the answer was obvious. Locsin felt like Gwen didn’t even need to reply her. True enough, poker -faced Gwen already had the answer displayed on her face. “Kill? I think she’s the one who’s getting out herself. All I’m doing is giving her a slight push...” Gwen said nonchalantly. She made it sound like it was as easy as crushing and ant.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” I asked Gwen as I leaned against my desk and she walked closer after she watched the door close. “Was that really Xania?” she asked as she sat down on the chair I had pulled out for Xania, I crossed my arms against my chest and waited for her to make her point. “She really doesn’t seem that great,” she said. “And your point is?” I asked calmly and she smiled, crossing her leg over the other.

Gwen Paused for a while as a smirk appeared on her lips. “You need to pay her a friendly visit once again and this time around, you must wipe every single memory she has of us. That way, we could take her down and focus more on Aiden and Kiara.” Gwen declared. As soon as she was done talking, she turned and headed straight to where the crystal ball was positioned. “It's a good thing I found something very shocking and at the same time exciting about this young man.” She uttered as she made her hand roll around the crystal ball, without touching it.

Gwen called out and the girl released another wave of flame that hit Sakasha. She raced into the portal as the smoke pulled at her quickly. "Expectro thundraka!" Gwen yelled with a voice that sent lightning shooting out of the ground, discomforting Sakasha who shrieked loudly and had no option but to retreat. Gwen walked backwards into the opening and it swallowed her up. .. .. .. A Red Lamborghini came to halt in the compound where Trixie's creation was on their knees to welcome her arrival. The doors slid open and she got down with Agatha Cruz and Laura who were now behind her.

Gwen scowled, clenching her fist, if only her plan was successful, Zara would be out of the way already. She quickly hid behind a white horse to avoid being seen by Carl. As it is, she was already embarrassed, she didn't want him to see her looking like a servant, because she was dirty and covered in horse dung. Furthermore, she didn't want her enemy and rival, Zara to see her, or she might just laugh at her. She crunched down, taking an occasional peek at Carl and Zara. Little did Gwen know that she was hiding behind Fury(Zara's horse).

“Gwen can help.” Adrian looked at her thoughtfully. “She found him once,” Leila urged. “She can do it once more.” Connor nodded. “Let her dig.” A lethal smirk appeared on Adrian’s face. “She already has a head start.” --- A Message from the Past Gwen Martinez hadn’t slept for days. In the dim glow of her apartment, her fingers raced across the keyboard, hacking through encrypted firewalls and offshore records as if they were nothing. She had been tracking Ethan Graves for days, but now that she knew his true identity—Matteo Ricci—her obsession with tracking him down intensified than ever