Miles X Gwen Fanart นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Mm!” …… “Have you sent the invitations?” Gwen asked her assistant plainly while she was getting her acrylic nails done. Her assistant smiled. “I’ve sent them all according to your instructions.” “Okay.” Gwen lifted her hands to look at her nails under the light with eyes that looked like Mickey Mouse’s. “I’ll patiently wait for my old friend’s arrival then.”

He had a sister, A Beta who gladly welcomed her to spend the night. " The latest information is that Gwen's most of the calls and the number in Vivian's call list, are the same. The location of the number is Magree, Swamp Forest. Possibly, the person who used to send emails is someone you might know." " And?" " Gwen's family members are possibly close to Vivian. Last Christmas, Gwen happened to visit her family. And in a photo of their Christmas day, Vivian was there. But most surprisingly, Vivian seemed to be close to a man. I have no data in our database. He isn't a family of Gwen. According to our database!"

My hand went up to caress her delicate cheek. I did not know that I had started smiling until my cheeks began to hurt. But I did not stop. Ariana was absolutely gorgeous; she was my motivation. My reason to live. "What’s wrong?" My heart nearly flew out of my chest as Gwen’s voice filled my ears without warning. She leaned against the doorway with her hands crossed above her chest. Her chocolate brown eyes were trained solely on me, analyzing me carefully. She was one of the stealthiest wolves I have ever met; her presence was almost undetectable. She wore a short white dress and left her shoulder-length hair in a bun.

I notice she has the same sharp blonde hair as Tina. Even their facial features are similar. "Oh cousin...Gwen here is our pack's performer. She's a r-" Liam does not let her finish. Performer was already a code word for whore. I notice that Miles raises an eyebrow. "Well, I believe we've familiarized ourselves enough? Would you care to dance, Tina?" Liam takes Tina to the dance floor and the rest of the group disperses. Only Miles stays behind. "I've never seen a 'performer' being let into events like these." He says, taking a sip of his drink.

“A servant spotted you at the female dormitory. So, what’s your plan, Soren?” “Gwen is different now,” Soren replied. “She’s beautiful, not that innocent little cub she used to be.” “I know, right?” the other laughed. “I couldn’t believe she’s the same girl who used to follow you everywhere. She’s way hotter now that she’s nineteen. So, what, are you planning to break things off with Muriel?” The other friend cut in, scoffing. “Please. How can you even compare Muriel of the Blackwood Pack to Gwen? Soren’s obviously just going to use that loser.”

“He will come around after seeing the stress you will pass through “ Miss yen said for Gwen to nod. She sat down on her bed sighing as she wished deep down, she is carrying Aaron McNair child not an unknown injected sperm. She don’t know why she desperately wants Aaron but from the day she saw him at their family dinner, she wanted everything about him. His cold aura, the intimidating presence, his well carved jawline and his beautiful thick lips. Gwen blush as she imagined Aaron dark brown eyes starring into her own, she could remember when she stripped him off and his beautiful masculine body was so warm and soft. His member was big enough only if it rises that day she would have had the b

"I'll get it for you. Are you perhaps a writer or an artist?" "Both, if stick figures are considered exquisite art and if short bedtime stories are considered powerful books." "Oh you are so funny, my Lady," Gwen chuckled uncontrollably. "I'll tell my kids and husband about this. They sure would love it." "They sure would." "Anything else?" "No, that will be all." Gwen gave her another bright smile before wheeling the empty trolley out and closing the door. Immediately, Zezi saw the door closed, she sucked in a deep breath. She didn't even know that she was holding her breath all that while.

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.

Sean could feel a migraine forming the moment he saw Mia. He couldn't have cared less if it hadn't been for the fact that she was just 18 years old and unfamiliar with this place. This was her first time traveling abroad, too. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Gwen's expression was her usual one. Standing behind her, he wrapped a hand around her waist and said, "Morning." Gwen stiffened and glanced at his hand around her hip. The corners of her lips tilted up into a smile.