Miles And Gwen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“If you know what’s good for you, and if you want this beautiful computer of yours to be untouched by the time the sun rises, you’d get your ass to this office in the next twenty minutes, and no later than that.” “You wouldn’t dare,” I ground out, taking my chances, and I instantly regret it because not up to a second later, Gwen goes over to the nearest window, and she smashes it with the baseball bat in her hand. Glass shatters, flying in all directions, and a cold breeze from nowhere shakes me to my core. My words tangle into a knot, and Gwen cackles. “You were saying?” Not waiting for my response, her tone goes flat, void of life. “Your time starts now.”

“She’s a darling, isn’t she?” “She told me a lot about you,” Mikhail continues. Gwen’s face is now as pale as a sheet of paper, but she still manages to smile even though it looks like a grimace now. “Good things! All good things.” Mikhail doesn’t say anything to that. Instead he just brushes past her and puts his arm around my shoulders. “I assume I’m invited too, so see you there, Gwen.”

They not only helped Kingston Group expand into the semiconductor market but also secured two major contracts for the company. Before long, the wedding discussions shifted from casual talk to a set timeline. But just a month before the wedding, a woman named Chloe Bennett showed up at my door, claiming to be Miles' one true love. What had Miles done? He crouched in front of me, his eyes full of panic and fragile innocence. "Aria, don't listen to Chloe. I only love you. Just don't let her know anything about us, okay? She'll make it a whole thing."

I burst into laughter, pulling slightly away from Rowan and Asher just in time to catch Gwen’s exaggerated grimace. “Oh come on, Gwen,” I said, teasing. “You’re just jealous.” “As if,” she scoffed, flopping onto the grass nearby. “I don’t need a mate to feel whole. I’ve got my knives, my sass, and my dignity.” “Keep telling yourself that,” Asher muttered with a smirk. Rowan chuckled behind me. “Give it time. The Moon has a funny way of surprising even the most stubborn hearts.” Gwen rolled her eyes. “If the Moon brings me someone half as annoying as the two of you, I’m rejecting him on sight.”

For the 13th time, an AI-generated photo pops up on my feed, showing my best friend, Gwen Spalding, and my boyfriend, Andrew Gunnell, wrapped in each other's arms. Gwen's still a mess after getting dumped so suddenly, so I assume she's mixed Andrew up with someone else again. Then a comment stops me cold. "I was there. Joyce tried to brush it off before and claimed the picture was AI-generated, but let's see her deny this! Besides, look at them. A guy as hot as Andrew belongs with a knockout like Gwen. They look way better together." Attached to the comment is a candid photo of Gwen and Andrew wrapped in each other's arms, in the exact same pose as the picture on my feed. I screenshot t

On the day of my wedding anniversary, I receive a strange photo from a friend back home. "Why is your wife working at a nightclub?" his message reads. In the photo he sent, my wife, Gwendolyn Shaw, is wearing a tight-fitting skirt. She looks utterly miserable as a group of men forces alcohol down her throat. I am the richest man in Shenton City. So why on earth is my wife entertaining men for money at a nightclub? Before I can question her about it, she sends me a selfie from a hospital checkup. "It's been three whole years since you left the country, honey. I miss you so much…" I stare at the photo in disbelief. My beautiful wife has shaved her head. Her skin is dry and sallow, and

Gwen woke up early in the morning because of loud ringing outside her door. Today is yet another Saturday. Her doorbell kept on ringing, so she stormed out of her room and opened it. Surprisingly, she saw her mother along with her little brother. Her mom was smiling in all ears before hugging her so tightly. Her little brother on the other hand jumped at her and showed her his loosed tooth. Gwen frowned and let them in. "What are you guys doing in here? it's only Saturday," she said and placed her brother on a single chair. And she must meet up with Evander later to plan out their first encounter as a fake couple.

She smiles—a small, hesitant thing—and waves. But inside the apartment, suspicion is starting to coil like a spring. Gwen watches them walk toward the entrance, her mind racing. She tells herself over and over: Selene has a guy she’s seeing. She knows I’ve had a crush on CK since forever. She’s my best friend. She wouldn't hurt me like that. She’d tell me. They walk inside the apartment together, the air in the hallway feeling suddenly thin. Gwen meets them at the door, her arms open, her smile a bit too bright.

He fucking left me. Right now. At the absolute worst possible moment. Chaos is in hell, for who knows how long, and I’m stuck next to Lilliana in bed. Gritting my teeth, I tried to move my legs, but to no avail. Panic and anxiety are slowly creeping in as the memories of my past create a dark cloud in my mind. “Do you really have to go?” Gwen pouted, sticking out her lower lip for good measure. “I’ll only be gone a few days. When I get back, I’ll make sure to spend exactly the same amount of time, worshipping you, baby.”

The passionate way he made love to me all through the night and groaned my name as he. "Ms. Lyra." My eyes widened as I instantly snapped back to reality. Gwen was staring at me with one brow raised, the corners of her lips twitching suspiciously. She crossed her arms. "So now it's your turn to space out." I groaned internally... I already knew what was coming next. Damn... how had I spaced out so fast?! She grinned. "I mention Alpha Kael being a good Alpha and suddenly... boom." I covered my face. "Gwen."