Gwenpool X Deadpool Novels & Stories

Gwen nodded grimly. And at that moment, my phone began to ring. My breath hitched as I saw the caller ID. Xavier was calling, seems he had already noticed we were gone. “Well,” Gwen snapped, “answer the phone.” “What do I tell him?” I flared up at her. “Anything,” She shot back, “Just shut the damn phone off.” “Guys,” Detective Dalton called quietly, cutting into our argument. “What?” We both glared at her. “We’ve got company.” She whispered.

Sebastian and Finn have already gotten themselves freed and I can only say two simple words as we get closer to them. “He’s dead.” I stare back at their wide yes and I repeat. “Greyson is dead, and Gwen has been poisoned.” “Davina! Davina!” The sound of yelling distracts us. It’s coming from outside and when we reach there, Asteria is standing outside. She sees us and quiets down. “You’re okay. Where is Davina.” “Dead and I will be soon if I don’t get help.” Gwen says as she plays with her fingers.

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.

"The Horse and Selen will attend tonight. Watch out for new faces, and keep an eye on Dr. Gwen. She is disguised as a technician, watch who she interacts with, that's our target" I scanned the room and spotted Dr. Gwen in a pair of work overalls. I watched, frozen, as she brushed against Lala and slipped a card into her hand. Next to me, Luke stood just as still, staring at his own phone. It seemed he had come for the same reason and now we were both paralyzed by the same shocking truth.

But now that Haley Spencer was actually Olivia Harris, it was giving her a headache. Noticing her worried expression, Carter couldn’t help but add, “Honestly, I don’t think you need to stress about it. I mean, I doubt Gwen is even a match for you.” “I don’t see her as a rival. I just don’t want unnecessary trouble.” Layla rubbed her temples, feeling a slight headache. “I’ve already got enough on my plate.” “Fair point.” Carter nodded in agreement. * Elsewhere, Xavier approached William with two glasses of champagne. Following William’s gaze, he grinned. “What were you and Miss Xander talking about just now?”

Rowan whispers. Gwen smiles gently and winks at him, “ You should trust me, Dad! I'm going to show you the real heir’s game!” “But is she really Lady Nirvana? The most wanted female criminal who killed hundreds of cellmates and ran away from the prison?” Kai asked, staring at Mrs Wordsworth. “ You will get another surprising news that is-!” “ Miss Gwen!” Gwen flinches when she hears a cold and familiar voice. Her head slowly turns towards Derek who has been silent for the whole time.

I just quietly followed him until we both stopped walking when we met two familiar faces. Gwen? the name that suddenly came to my mind when I saw his face. His face still hasn't changed, he is still using the victim he killed and the man who has great admiration for the woman he killed is still with him until now. It's funny to think that they use each other in the same way and they also have the same thirst for revenge. "Happy birthday." Adante greeted Allen which shocked me and I didn't mean to look at him. A forced smile appeared on Allen's lips and he accepted the expensive wine that Adante gave him as a gift.

ROSALINE’S POV: Today is Gwen’s funeral. The ceremony would be held in the pack cemetery, which was distinguished solely for the great wolves of our pack, mainly soldiers. And Gwen was just that—a soldier loyal to the end. There is a pang in my chest before I feel something squirm in my arms. My eyelids parted a bit to see Ariana curled up in my arms. Her head rested on my shoulder and her little limbs wrapped around me so tight that I was surprised I had not woken up due to suffocation. Her face was facing me, and her lips were slightly ajar.