Miles Morales And Gwen Stacy Novels & Stories

‘Her ears must’ve been burnin’’ Moira’s voice popped into my head, making me giggle. “Have you come to finally do your job, Ms. Allen?” Moira questioned, motioning her head towards the additional apron on the wall. “Hilarious, Moira,” she rolled her eyes, turning her attention to me, “I didn’t think you had it in you.” “Please, enlighten me to what you are going on about?” Gwen snatched a paper from the nearby counter, “I’d bet he’s devastated seeing what a whore you are. Two men. One of them being his own warrior. Goddess, even I wasn’t that cold.” She smirked, flipping her long, blonde hair off her shoulder.

Brianna analyzed Fernanda and held Stacey’s hand to stop laughing and asked her seriously, “Babe are being for real?”. “Yah”, she whispered with her hand over her mouth. “Shut the front door!”, Stacey got up from her sit and paced aroud their table. Brianna grabbed Fernanda and Stacey by their hands and led them outside so as not to get the librarians attention again, they got outside and both Stacey and Brianna continued screaming. “How did you even? Where? Oh my goodness, girl you hit the jackpot!”, Stacey couldn’t contain herself, she was all over the place. A man like Gavin Velazquez was every woman's dream, he was a total celebrity in their country and all around the continent.

He approached Stuart before handing him a folder. Stuart opened it immediately. His expression changed. Subtly. But enough for Chloe to notice. "What happened?" Stuart glanced up. "We received another report." Blaze groaned dramatically. "Can we go one hour without discovering something horrifying?" No one answered. Mostly because everyone suspected the answer was no. Stuart placed the file on the table. "It concerns Gwen Stefani." That immediately captured their attention. Chloe sat upright. "What about her?" "We've been monitoring several properties linked to Marcello's organization." He paused briefly. "One of our sources spotted Gwen leaving one of those locations earlier tonight."

Stacey asked, still pointing the gun at the old man. Closing her eyes, Mrs. Gwendolyn put her head down and nodded to the question, as she shivered in fear. "Please put the gun down Stacey." This was Gwendolyn's worst nightmare, what she always feared had now come. She had always feared the day when the mob boss would come to collect his money, and the day had now arrived. And she didn't even have half the amount of the 30 million dollars. All she could was pray that Alvaro Amaro will leave in peace.

Alpha Ace said. Mr. Mojerio stared intensely at the Alpha, seemingly contemplating something for a few seconds. "I can sense that your mate has a powerful presence within her that I couldn't sense anywhere else in my whole life." A copious amount of apprehension crawled in my skin when he said that. I don't feel comfortable with this guy. He smiled at me, the creepiest smile I'd ever seen, and I shuddered a bit. "Come here, Gwen," Mojerio suddenly said, arousing me from reality.

Gwen, however, remained vigilant, using her vast resources to search for Esmeralda. Gwen's personal guard and goddaughter, Maribel, was fiercely loyal. Orphaned at a young age, Maribel had been raised by Gwen to be her silent weapon and confidante. Maribel's past was marked by a forbidden love for Alaric Royale, whom she met at an elite military institution. When Maribel encountered Elona and her triplets in Country C, she was struck by their resemblance to Alaric.

She will never compromise on her wish and will work harder to earn loads to plan such wedding in the future. “Heh! In your dreams” Gwen and Darla were startled by the sudden voice that came from behind them and turned around to see the bastard who dared to mock Darla. Milo came into their view along with Dylan dressed in tuxedos. Their masculinity stunned the ladies and so did Darla’s beauty took Milo’s breath away.

Meanwhile, Aileen disappeared from the Los Angeles social scene, and no one knew where she had gone. Vince and Ulric bought the company and expanded their business. At night, Ulric hugged Gwen, who had just finished her bath, "My dear wife, I've been thinking about something lately." "What?" Gwen rubbed Ulric's cheek, enjoying the smell of his body. "Glenn Miller's death wasn't an accident, was it? " Gwen laughed. "He did drive into the ocean because of a heart attack. But - who knows?" Gwen and Ulric laughed and didn't continue the conversation.

Then, to my horror, he said it. "I Derrick Stiles, alpha of the primordial wolves, hereby reject Gwen Dylan, as my mate." He declared coldly. The garden felt empty, I couldn't feel his powerful presence anymore, he had ran away. He took off, leaving me alone in the garden feeling hopeless and dejected. Tears ran down my cheek, another one trickled slowly, followed by another. Thankfully, the heavy downpour washed my tears away. I wished it could wash what I was feeling at the moment. I was always going to be a failure, no one would ever love me.

She pulled her robe closer to her body before she reluctantly moved closer to me. “Gwen, where have you been?” I asked. She seemed fazed and she took a glance at the back before returning her eyes to me. “I just figured that I need some fresh air,” she excused, avoiding my gaze. There was something weird going on with Gwen the entire time we were in Mexico. She looked unsettled and she was too hesitant to budge. I couldn’t discern if she was hiding something, but all I could think of was that maybe she just had a bad experience here in Mexico. She barely said anything when we talked to Paola, it must’ve something to do with her trauma with Fernando. She mentioned that she was almost killed b