Gwenpool X Deadpool Novels & Stories

"Gwen, I've never seen you act this way before," began Paula. "You're becoming obsessed with this actor. He's just a man, not some kind of superhero. He's not even that good an actor. Why are you being so sophomoric?" "He's a very good actor!" asserted Gwen. "He's been in dozens of TV shows and movies. He's handsome, buff, famous, and talented. I can't wait to meet him and show him around town. People are going to be so jealous!"

"Second: Grandpa would kill you." I swirled my drink. "Grandpa's wanted to kill me before. I survived." Marcus pointed at me like I'd just handed him ammunition. "Yeah, but not for this. Look around, Christian. I'm running the Sullivan Parks, Gwen just got married and had a baby…" The mention of Gwen pulled a quick image into my mind. That look she had—the one that always said she knew exactly what she was doing, even when she was exhausted. She had this almost irritating ability to carry the weight of the world without complaining.

" Gwen confirmed her presence. Jaz rolled her eyes in shock like her night had begun to wreck. She remembered that Gwen was a cousin of Drake. Of course, she would be here. "Oh, hi, Gwen Stacy." Anika briefly conveys. "Now it's obvious why my cousin Drake is crazy about you. You are indeed sensational, Jaz." With no hesitation, Gwen says those words. Even Anika can hear them. "That makes me lucky, Gwen.." Anika proudly declares. "Cheers to that!" Gwen raised her drink and then gulped. As it was not a pleasant view for her because of the sweetness of the two, she left directly. Gwen would have gone back to her drinking cousin, but he was no longer there. She went around the whole area.

Those eyes of hers grow lifeless, Garth is too late to act. The goblin stands up and lucky for Garth, the dead body and the way it is hand conceals his visage for now. A green hand is pressed on the dead body's lower stomach. A firm open palm first before switching to the back of his hand. “Cunt died on me.” He says under his breath. He grabs a piece of paper from the back deck of his cell room and then begins to read it. It’s a log of all their kidnaps and the ones that are ready and prepped for selling. While he walks over to the dead dwarf, he reads these logs unnoticing the large man. Through the paper, he feels a large hand on his face, propelled outward and gripping his visage. Garth’s

"Good girl and don't lie to me. That's if you want to stay alive" She nodded fearfully. "Now give me his location" GREG "I'm gonna revenge your death father. I promise you. I'm gonna kill Darrell and his fucking family" I muttered on dad's grave as I dropped some flowers. First, Gwen is going to pose as Shakira. She's gonna manipulate Asher into distroying the bond, they share as brothers. He's pretty stupid and then also she's gonna be my inside man and when, the time comes. I'm gonna destroy all of them one by one. Darrell your end is near!

“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!”

Without wasting a second, I pulled out my phone and hit record. Rachel’s voice followed, tense. "What if they find out about the sperm donor." Gwen let out a small laugh. “Relax. I’ve already handled the loose ends.” “What do you mean?” Rachel asked cautiously. “The sperm donor,” Gwen replied. “I arranged for him to be k*lled. He won’t be running his mouth to anyone.” The air left my lungs. Killed? Rachel gasped. “Gwen, that man was innocent, he didn't deserve to die.”

"Get out. I'm not in the mood to listen to your lies." Gwen's facade disappeared, replaced by a sinister glint in her eye. Her previously honeyed words turned cold in a split second. "Then I'd have to tell Eleanor the truth about you." "What nonsense are you spewing now?" She chuckled now. "Nonsense? Is your beloved Eleanor aware you murdered her parents in cold blood?" Drakken stood frozen in shock at Gwen's words. He could feel his palms turning sweaty, the anxiety building up inside him. He knew he had to respond, but his tongue felt heavy and uncooperative.

In here there was only the sound of him breathing and the warmth of his skin and the folder sitting on the desk with its government stamp and my name, clean and unattached and finally, finally only mine. I walked into this office today as Gwen Rivers. I was leaving as something else. Something I had been before Cole, before the forced vows, before five years of being a wound aimed at another man. Xavier's thumb traced my temple once, gentle. I let it.

Did they think it would be easy for them to wipe me out? I stepped under the shower and hissed in pain when water penetrated the bandage. I remembered the slicing and stabbing of skin and that tattoo that belongs to the children of the ruin gang. I will fucking wipe out the entire gang and spare no one. I stayed under the shower for a few minutes before stepping out of the bathroom naked into the room. Only to meet Gwen who enters the room with the aid box. At first she didn't notice me and when she did, she screamed, dropping the box.