John Gwynne Books Novels & Stories

I glanced around her room, it was neatly arranged and put together. I hear a car pulled up, and stepped near her window to peep in. I pushed the curtain at side to take a look, two men stepped out a car. They looked like a regular gangster but those are not my men, They exchange few words glancing around. And I knew they were from my rival gang, I Smirked. Stepping away from the window and I glanced at the drawer in Gwen's chamber. I went to it and pulled it opened it was full with clothes and nothing no cigarettes in sight.

DAMIEN The air in the throne room was thick with tension as I sat back in my ornate chair, staring at the trembling figure before me. The spy I had sent weeks ago, tasked with finding any trace of Gwendolyn, knelt at the foot of my dais, sweat gleaming on his forehead. He had finally returned, his presence stirring a dark curiosity in me. The reports of Gwendolyn’s death had never settled well in my mind. Something about it felt incomplete, as though a vital piece of the puzzle had been deliberately hidden.

Gwyneth We moved to the location where we had information that warriors were guarding the area. We were able to move past the locales. The place was a mess. It was terrible, and there were a lot of junkies on the streets. To think how drastically the place had changed from how it was when we came there for a party to now, broke my heart. This was a place where every wolf looked forward to coming to a party, and the same would have been for me if it weren't for the tragic event that happened on my first visit. It was sad to find it in this state. In just a few months, it had become desolate and scorched. How could Simone live with herself? What kind of a leader was she? It was obvious that sh

I said, the promise feeling like a noose. I went back to my study and gazed at the bank of monitors there, Gwen was systematically destroying the room. After the lamp, it was the books from the shelf, then the framed prints on the wall. She was now working on tearing the heavy velvet curtains from their rods with a furious, desperate strength. Enzo handed me a glass of whiskey, three fingers deep. He nodded toward the screen. “She's... energetic.” I took the glass, the amber liquid barely stirring. I didn’t drink it. I just watched her, my chest tight. “She's terrified. This is what terror looks like when it’s not frozen. It’s destructive.”

I just want to thank everyone who has come with me on this fluff/adventure/romance of a journey. Although not my first novel, it is one of my first straight-pairings and although I feared Gwen would either be too whiny or hyper, I am glad to see some people enjoyed her personality. I wanted to make her dependable by the end of the book, so I hope I pulled that off. Although I won't be getting to the sequel right away, I do plan to write one for this book. It'll focus on Gwen's twin sons, so please keep an eye out for that in the future!

I am trying not to return to the apartment and find them together. “Do we know how Mathius’s meeting went yesterday?” Emmy asks. “From what Dylan told me, it went well. I guess the woman, Nayleen, that he met with was incredibly helpful.” Sapphire answers. So that is the woman's name. Damn, even her name is beautiful as she is. Once again, the apartment is dark, or that is what I thought. Someone left the dimmer light on, making the living room look like something out of a romance novel that Sapphire reads. She is into those fantasy/paranormal romance stories. Has Dylan caught her reading them? Giant hands grab my hips as I touch the switch to turn it off. I scream as I am pulled ba

A few dragons live there as well, and although there are humans around, they seem to not mind the supernatural in the little village we will be staying at. Reaching our little guesthouse just off the coast of the little town we were looking at the clear sea and mountain sides. There were private chefs and our pool and jacuzzi, this was heaven and I couldn't wait to tour the area. One of my things was, that I was looking into the history of Vivianne's bloodline and Jade's brother, there was an ancient library that was hidden that would have all the information I needed. It took me a while to track down this stuff after Amon told me the basics, seems someone went to great lengths to hide the h

Callighan as much as he could. “I’m surprised you’re not dead, though.” Mr. Callighan said to me. “How did you survive the labor with those twins?” “Don’t worry about it.” I told him, getting mad. “You stay away from my kids.” Mr. Callighan cocked the gun at me. I looked at Seth and Dante, who kept their eyes on Mr. Callighan. Dante’s eyes were still red, his wolf was ready to go. I knew they were not going to let Mr. Callighan get that close to me or Ember. I looked behind them and stared at Janelle. I could not believe she was gone. I looked around, hoping to see Mason and Jace come back, but we knew they were busy trying to get Jace healed up, so he could fight with us. A quick chuckle ca

Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.

“We didn't tell you because we don't know if it's important but there's a letter we saw in professor Ericson's office when we were there last session.” “Where was I?” she inquired. “Making plans for the burials,” Wilkes said. “We didn't want to add to your already full hands so we kept them yo ourselves.” “Yes. We found it when we went with Dr. Alvin Clarks and the others to professor Ericson's office to retrieve Dr. Giovanni's corpse from the cavern.” “I kinda feel betrayed I wasn't told now but we're good,” she said. “What is in the letter?” “We don't know. When we saw it, we were to eager not to get caught with it if one of Dr. Alvin's men came out so we just found it and the next second,