Spidergwen X Miles Novels & Stories

"Four hours. Maybe less." Xander looked at the fissures around him. At twelve miles of open plain between him and whatever was under the ground drilling toward the mountain that had Maya and Elena inside it. "Tell Elena," he said. "Already doing it," Sarah said.

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.

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.

Marcus The incident that happened at the meeting made us proud, but it also baffled us. Gwen had silver claws. It was something that should be impossible for her to have. She was a wolf, and she wasn't immune to silver, that was why she was in her present condition. As much as it was a much-welcomed development, it troubled me because I was afraid, that it might still be poisoning her system.

My thoughts are cut off when I hear a she-wolf, the owner of the unfamiliar scent, begin speaking next to my head. “Hello, my name is Gwen.” Something about her voice soothed my fears, relaxing some of the tension within my chest. Her voice effectively shuts down Brady’s words in my mind, and I listen intently. “I am twenty-three years old, and I enjoy crocheting and writing in my journal. It seems that I am going to be joining the Blood Moon pack as the new therapist, as your therapist. That is only if you’ll have me, Luna?”

I’ve been working for Beta Trevor for three years. Over that time, I’ve created spells and potions to keep his daughter, Gwen, out of trouble and keep his Alpha, Alpha Carter, unaware of what his daughter is really doing. Beta Trevor wants her to be the next Beta and if his Alpha knew what a conniving, manipulative, abusive person she was, he’d either demote her or more likely, he’d banish her from their pack.

Gwen, the proud councilwoman from Shadowclaw, was bound to a chair, her face twisted in pain and defiance. From the shadows, a figure emerged—Vendetta, her dark eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. Gwen’s breath hitched, but her defiance didn’t waver. As Vendetta stepped closer, Gwen spat at her feet, her voice hoarse but filled with fire. “The Shadowclaw pack will come for you,” she growled. “For all of you.”

Even if my baby is gonna live without a father—Well, I'm not so sure, there would be loved one's around to feel that space. "Her world looks awesome and it's driving me crazy....." Xenia screeched out in excitement while Gwen laughed along with her. "*This feels like heaven.*" Fray howled loudly. After having enough fun we decided to retire back to Lisa's home. Thank goodness Xenia had an extra layer with her that I wore because when I transformed, my clothes shredded into pieces. "That was impressive Harlow." Xenia complimented. "Yeah, you were so good out there, I was indeed impressed. Wish I could sprint that fast like you." Gwen added as she drew imaginary runs in the air.

“We’re definitely in the right place.” Something shifted above them. Riley’s head snapped up— Too late. The spider dropped. It hit the ground in front of them with a heavy impact, its massive body settling low as its legs spread outward, each one ending in hooked points that dug into the webbed floor. Its eyes glowed faintly. Watching. A red glow appeared above it. Verdant Broodmother — Level 15 (Boss) HP: one million Hayes let out a breath. “Yeah… that’s more like it.”

Miaka read and sighed, "At least with Vrethie gone there will be less giant spiders. None of the rescuers present had much love for the giant spiders, and this one was particularly bad. They found the poor victim - Tim - trapped on the outer fence of the main building at PAVE - miles from where any human would normally dare to tread. "Help me," he cried. "Help before..." He turned to his left and his eyes widened in fear. "Before she gets home to her web." She...the spider... was forty feet tall and almost as wide." Miaka gulped. "I wish Vrethie was here now."