Spider Gwen X Miles Novels & Stories

The silence stretched between us, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. “Gwen,” I began, clearing my throat, “there’s something I want to ask you.” I turned to face her, trying to gauge her reaction. “Have you thought about what the Moon Goddess said? About finding your mate within the time frame she gave you?” Gwen’s playful smile returned, brightening her entire face as she leaned forward slightly. “You know,” she said, her tone teasing, “I think my mate might be at the Crescent Moon Pack. Who knows? I might just get lucky at the party!”

Gwen whispered, making Zina's body go limp as soon as she heard them. Gwen waved her hand in the air to release the shields before she looked at the dragons with an icy cold expression. "You're coming with us." She spoke, waving her hand once again, forming a pattern. The Yin and Yang dragons could feel their bodies grow heavier before they hit the ground, falling unconscious. "Hmm, less work and more peace." Gwen hummed and turned to look at Apollo and King Lam, who stood frozen with their eyes blown wide, staring at her in shock and disbelief.

Currently, I am depleting my time here as I enjoy the beautiful scenery in the middle of the night, randomly brooding and fetching fresh air. 'Hey! Do you have plans in finding your mate?' my wolf, Violet, inquired as I scrutinized the river in front of me with a frown. She knew I didn't want to discuss it very well, but she kept prodding me. I am Gwen, the noblest wolf of the Blood Moon Pack, and yes, I am different from every other member of my kind. I turned eighteen yesterday, which means I have to find my mate. However, I refused to have one, which was solace because I had no plan to meet my mate.

she was so looking forward to it. ______________________ ______________________ "She is a kind of...eccentric," Gwen said to Caroline and Hazel the next morning... they had to go to the southern coven, but she wanted to explain to them how things were there before they left... Their leader wasn't someone to be messed with... "Good way or bad way," Hazel asked, and Gwen sighed deeply... "Both," She responded... "She might not be too welcoming to the both of you, so please let me do the talking," Gwen said, and they nodded... Gwen sighed deeply, took the knife out of her pocket and started to recite a spell as she sliced her wrist, and her blood started to spill on the ground... she used her b

The rules were not lacking but were complete. "Boom... boom... boom..." Alex and Zendaya saw the big spider chasing after them. Everywhere they passed, giant trees exploded, and rocks cracked. The mountain peaks they rushed past were split. Zendaya’s body bone pattern was at best gray. The patterns were limited in number, so she could not run as fast as the spider. Alex hurriedly picked her up with one hand and teleported. ..... In the mountain cave, Shirley, Mystic Maiden and the others all heard the loud wail from the big spider since they weren’t too far away, and the sound was deafening.

Either it was a gift from the Moon or her disconnection from the Goddess, but it was slowly allowing her to heal. It didn’t take them long to walk back to the house, the territory wasn’t as large as the one Moon Fang had occupied since the war, and therefore took little time to travel across. They broke through the trees to see Georgia on the other side of the clearing, looking out into the forest. As she turned towards them, Adelaide felt the pull. Like a bandage or a zap of electricity it tingled up her spine and registered in her mind. Her eyes darted around the clearing as she pulled Grace close to her and held her within her grasp firmly.

“Hah!” I shift and glance at Aderyn uneasily. This might take a while. Aderyn croaks loudly then spreads its wings and flaps hard to gain the witch’s attention. “Day is almost upon us, so let me speak briefly. Gwen’s blood is, as you have noticed, wolf and witch. She has come to prove herself a witch and me her familiar. Do you accept?” The haggard women all stop talking long enough to listen before they all whisper to themselves. Even with my werewolf hearing, I can’t tell what they are saying.

It was freakishly annoying as to all the lives already lost in his hands and the people he would hurt in the future. But the spirits were only messengers delivering to her as they had heard from them all. Gwen decided she would try her best even though she had already failed the friends at first sight test; she would do all she could to ensure she made Mara see what lay ahead. No matter his nature, Sebastian was a good man, and his way was pure. Dying was something he would not allow. She decided to speak now after her eyes got Mara's attention fully. "Now let's talk, witch to witch," she said, and Mara raised her brow

"He lasted long enough to save the kids! Then he ran out of air." Gwen dove down and swam toward where she had last seen Steve. Unable to find him, she surfaced for a quick breath and dove again. This time she found Steve and pulled him to the surface. Realizing that getting a big guy like Steve up the ladder would be nearly impossible, Gwen began swimming toward the opposite shore. The river was about two hundred feet across and Gwen was tiring as she struggled with Steve's weight. As she finally reached shore, she realized it was too steep for her to pull Steve up!

And then I see it, a little cave, it was easy to miss but not when the efficiency of both of my senses were in fight or flight mode. Suddenly, I hear it. The sound of footsteps. Heavy, deliberate steps. I freeze, my heart stopping. Before I can react, strong arms grab me from behind. I struggle, but my body is slammed into the cold, unforgiving earth. "Where do you think you're going, Gwen the dancer?" a voice sneers above me. I look up, Miles. The young Alpha of the Red Grove pack. His eyes gleam with malice as he stands over me, a cruel smile spreading across his face.