Gwyn Reynolds Novels & Stories

With her wet hair, she looked comically bedraggled. Meanwhile, Liam stood to the side, tightly gripping a champagne glass until the veins on the back of his hand bulged. He thought to himself, 'What else has this woman been hiding from me?' as he frowned at Gwyneth standing tall on the stage. 'She's my ex-wife, and now she's a complete mystery.' "Hello everyone, I am Gwyneth, the CEO of AMC. I am honored to have you all here to attend the acquisition banquet of Glen Corporation by AMC," Gwyneth said with a composed expression and posture on the stage.

It was gone before I could place it. Logan shifted beside me, his stance stiffening. A slow smile crept across Gareth’s face. “No mate, then.” His voice was light, but his eyes were sharp. “Interesting.” Another Alpha stepped forward—a woman this time, tall and lean with silver hair braided down her back. Alpha Maren of the Shadow fang pack. “You speak of protection,” she said, folding her arms. “But protection alone does not unify a pack. Strength does. Leadership. You are powerful, Rachael, but can you lead?”

If Cayden and I had just stopped in to say hi, she would have come and given me a hug, but much like my father, she differentiates between her daughter Scarlett and her Alpha Scarlett. “Alpha Scarlett, Beta Cayden. Is everything okay?” She asks, her big green eyes wide with concern and her chocolate brown hair still slightly damp from a shower. It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing my future self. And I’ll tell you, I could do a lot worse. My mother still turns heads and is still a beast on the sparring fields. I’ve never seen her in an actual battle, but I have no doubt she can still kickass.

He was smiling down at her looking completely at ease. “I’m Christopher Goodwin.” He said in the way of introduction. “Elaina Mason.” Elaina responded. They didn’t speak as the music played, instead they simply turned together through the dancers. Elaina could feel Christopher’s heartbeat as he pulled her even closer making her feel uncomfortable. She hadn’t bothered ever really having any sort of interaction with a man, instead spending most of her time training to become a better fighter. It felt incredibly awkward to her and for once she wished that she was Charise who had no problem flirting and doing other things with men.

I asked. Rivyn looked down at me with a frown. “Don’t talk, Siorin,” he said softly. “You will just make your mouth bleed.” He walked into the centre of the courtyard where one figure remained stationary, overlooking the chaos. “I have what I’m after, Gryndren. I’ll leave you and Aurien to do what you will.” “It is a good day,” Gryndren declared. She was a tall woman, regal in demeanour, her skin and hair almost bleached white in colour and her eyes like black stones, the pupils lost against the darkness. “Our blades run red with the blood of mankind.”

While Diana was very alluring, This woman was way dominant in all walks of beauty that attracted men. Both of them were the kind of women he considered attractive. Until now, he was still ignoring the two combatants beside her. The last text from Danny was "Charity Wakins granddaughter is Hannah Reigns. She is the girl with the overlapping circle mark in her innermost thighs" alongside was her address.

I ask as calmly as possible, hoping I appear as welcoming and calm as I’m trying to be. My voice seems to startle her, jumping slightly. She raises her eyes to glance into mine; her face is flushed red, and she’s seemingly slightly embarrassed. By what? I don’t know. “Uh, Hi. Err…Sorry.” Her voice is deep and throaty, filled with lust and want, the sound an aphrodisiac to my ears. She clears her throat, trying once more to answer my question. “Uhh,…Yeah…I’m Gwynn…Err… Guinevere. Guinevere McKay…I’m here to meet with the Alpha.”

Kurt looked at Gwen, who was walking towards them, and turned to Ciara, "It seems like our trip today was for nothing." As we all know, the lead actress in Ciara Tyla's film is Gwen Dominic. If she's not there, the crew would have called it a day. Ciara didn't respond. Instead, she took a few steps forward, smiled at Gwen, and said, "What a coincidence, Miss Dominic."

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing

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.