Spiderman And Spider Gwen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Well, except for the gaze of the man burning holes through my head, I was fine. "I'm Damon. You caught my attention since the beginning of the show but I did not want to disturb you so I waited till the end of the show to approach you." I breathed out as if he was nervous to talk to me. Looking at him now, he had great looks. He was pretty handsome and he was taller than I am. Very well. But not as tall as…. Stop that right now, it thought. "Oh….. I… I'm not very good at this. My name is Gwen. I'm a fashion enthusiast that luckily got an invite to come to a great show like this one." I said to him and he laughed. He had a nice smile.

I feel small, trapped between the man I’m spiraling for and the best friend I’m betraying. Gwen clears her throat from the doorway. The sound is like a gunshot. We both snap upright, our bodies jerking apart with the guilty precision of teenagers caught smoking behind the gym. I scramble to find a neutral expression, wiping at my eyes with the back of my hand. Gwen tilts her head, a sleepy, lopsided smile forming on her lips as she leans against the doorframe. “What are you two whispering about so early? You look like you’re plotting a heist.”

I felt her satisfaction, and I was glad to be of service. "You can finish packing now, love," I said, and she smiled at me. I felt Leah, and boy did she want more, but I was willing to wait until later. "Are we leaving or getting wild," Marcus asked. I knew Leah was calling on to him. Gwen's wolf had always been like that, if she could not get something from one of us, she would try to get it from the other. The wolf was built for two mates. Gwen went to the bathroom to clean herself up, and I smiled at Marcus.

He pulled out his phone and showed me an image on his phone. Gwen was seated in a park with two strollers. She had company, and I recognized him as the same man from earlier today. "I know where she lives and I have a plan," he said with a sly smile on his face.

Not now that I knew that any one of my men could be their spy. My phone lit up on the seat beside me. It was a text from Matteo. “Spotted her. Heading east on 5th. Panicked.” “Move to Fifth Avenue. Now.” We cut her off at a bus stop, Gwen saw the car, saw me emerging from it, and spun toward traffic, like a wild, desperate animal ready to throw herself into the stream of oncoming headlights. I moved faster, closing the distance in three long strides and catching her wrist. Her skin was burning.

I soon heard their car leave, I heaved out a sigh. Did Gwen say anything to them? Or alert anybody or tell her friends, no she wouldn't. I will just wait for her to come back and question her then find a way to contact Tomas, My second hand man. I need to get over this sh*t as soon as possible, The children of ruins are getting comfortable. And I swear, I will make sure to fuck them up once I return. I fisted my hands. † † † I waited patiently for Gwen to come through the door after she closed up the bakery. She had changed her clothes from earlier, “Hey” she said as she entered.

he mocked, and I immediately stood up, trying to get away from him, but he pulled me back to him. ... True to his word, Carl followed Zara where ever she went for a week, and this brought them, even more, closer and also, there were no more attacks on Zara. Today Gwen was passing through the hallway when she saw both Zara and Carl talking and laughing happily. She felt a stab of jealousy and rage. Not only Gwen was filled with rage. The spy who has been watching them throughout the week was also angry. But in her case, she was angry because her attack did nothing to scare them instead it brought them closer.

"Fuck. Get Jay out here. She's going to lose her shit," Gwen comes at me again her claws digging into my stomach. When she sees it has doesn't affect me, she looks up at me and steps back. I feel something shift under my skin. A power that prickles in my bones. My claws extend and I grip her by the throat pulling her into me. "You should have listened to your friend," I whisper. "Fuck you," she groans, spitting in my face. I wipe it off feeling the itch get stronger.

“I’m scared, Gwen. But it’s Soren I’m worried about.” “You two care so much for each other,” Gwen said, her voice almost too cheerful for the gravity of the moment. “I’ve worked for Mr. Soren long enough to see the difference. All those other women... they just wanted something from him. But you two? You’re real. I hope you get married soon.” Her words twisted something inside me, and my heart sank. Marriage... the idea of it felt like a nightmare. My hand trembled slightly, and I stared down into the dark swirl of my coffee.

I drawled, grabbing my drink from her before shoving it down my throat, leaving a burning sensation in my tongue. "There are a lot of things you don't know about me" she replied and I smirked. "Fair enough. So what are you doing here?" I asked. "Just wanna have fun" She pulled closer to me and whispered in my ear. "And maybe get laid" A shiver ran down my spine at the close contact, Gwen didn't break eye contact with me as her hands started to travel between my legs. I didn't stop her though. I needed this right now. I needed a distraction. Anna flashed in my mind and I jerked away from Gwen almost spilling the drink.