John Gwynne Books Novels & Stories

Gwen's POV The frantic echo of footsteps approached rapidly, and my vision blurred as I began to lose consciousness. My breathing was shallow, and the last thing I could discern was a figure bending over me. “Luna, open your eyes!” a voice shouted urgently. It wasn’t Ryker’s voice; it was someone else. I forced my eyelids open and saw the gamma kneeling beside me. I didn’t know his name, but he was one of the pack’s most feared gammas. How did he find me here?

“Thank you.” “Do you want me to assist you?” Tyron offered. “No need.” Gwen answered, smiling. “I think I can manage on my own.” Gwen walked back to her room with the book and closed the door behind her. She sat down on her seat and sighed, then glanced at the book. It was dark-covered, and the title was written in a language she couldn’t understand. When she opened the book though, she could read what was written inside. There were so many chapters of different spells, and most if not all made use of blood. The more she flipped pages, the more shocked she became. She didn’t know if she should feel disgusted at the gory acts or in awe of how it is carried out.

I tried to argue, but he cut me off. “Is fake! A fabrication of the Moon Goddess. Evil wolf spirits roam this world, yet she still refuses to acknowledge them. You must control yourself. Remember what your previous mate did to you…” “Understood.” I squeezed my eyes shut. He’s right. Gwen is nothing more than a distraction, a tool to reach my goal. I accepted this duty long ago, and I will fulfill my role as the executioner. *** [Gwyneth]

“Draynon, what really happened? About the death of the Royal Family and apparent treason of the Galadon Knights and their being outlawed. There are all sorts of stories floating about and we are taught to hate the Galadon Knights from a young age. We are told stories about you to scare children into minding their manners. Eat your greens or the Galadon Knights will come a gobble you up, they say. Some tales even insist that the Katrall family must be despised also. How much of that is true?” Draynon grunted. “Most of what you hear is little more than fairy tales. I’ve heard some of the stories. They get the dates about right but little else.” He reached into a draw and pulled out a

Much like he'd looked as he had stood on Carrie's porch watching the clouds slowly travel across the sky while calmly sipping his coffee despite the chaos going on around him. Ben returned carrying a load of books in his arms. He heaved the heavy books onto the table before me. I looked down and was surprised at what I saw there. I didn’t know what I had expected. With all that had happened, I had envisioned fantasies of witchcraft, vampirism, mutants, and numerous other explanations involving mythological figures but this I hadn’t anticipated. At the very top of the considerable pile of books lay the King James Bible. “Just the tip of the iceberg, baby.” Richard said as he looked at me and

“You will be welcomed here. You and your mate will have our protection. But I must warn you, Conan, rogues have been more restless than ever. We do not yet know their purpose, but they are gathering in numbers. They are up to something, and it is no coincidence. Be cautious when you travel. They may not be after her, but something tells me this is connected.” I exhaled slowly, my grip tightening on the phone. “Then we will be ready. Thank you, Brian. I will see you in two days.” When the call ended, I stood there for a moment and I let my thoughts wander. The image of Gwen glowing with silver eyes returned again and again. I had known she was special from the beginning, but this was somethin

The entire way home, I had thought of her, and this scene right now, told me that she had not only taken on my challenge, she had pushed it even further. I closed the door slowly, then leaned against it, soaking in the view before me. “You’re late.” It came from the shadows, filled with partial chiding. She came out of the shadows, and my breath hitched in my throat. Gwen was the most gorgeous woman I had ever set my eyes on. She looked so soft, like a blooming rose that was spreading out its petals. Her hair was loose, and flowed down her back in tresses. Her lips looked even redder than I recalled but the color wasn’t too sharp. It complemented her rosy cheek and she presented a look of a

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Gwen felt an elbow on her side and she reeled to head to Onyx who was standing beside her in the great hall of the pack house. "Don't be nervous," The omega assured, staring down at the redhead she-wolf with fondness in her eyes. If Gwen was really Guinevere, it only meant Onyx had gotten back what she thought she lost, the one she swore to protect the second she set her eyes on that little hazel eyes baby staring back at her. "It's going to be alright. All you have to do is let your blood drop into the blood after Alpha Lannis, got it?" Gwen nodded in understanding while uncertainty still lingered and clouded her senses. Her eyes met Syrin for a quick second and he gave her a nod and Gwen r