Romans & histoires The Night Gwen Stacy Died Book

The line went dead. My heart sank like a stone. James, right now, you must be so happy. Forgive me for lying to you, again and again. I’m sorry. When Zoe called back, Sienna picked up. “Wren. Are you done yet?” “You walked out on him. Now you’re the one stalking him? Have you no shame?” Zoe’s voice was urgent. “Put James on. Sienna, Wren is dying. She doesn’t have much time.” Sienna took a slow breath.

Chapter 2 Gwen: The bed was empty. Not just empty, stripped. The pillow was gone and the monitors had turned dark. The IV stand was pushed into the corner like something nobody needed anymore. I stood in the doorway. The floor tilted under me as a deathly sound came out of my mouth. "Ma'am, " "Where is she?" I was already turning around, grabbing the arm of the young nurse. Whatever was on my face made her go still. "Room fourteen, the little girl, Josie, where is she, what happened, "

Gabriel, leader of Night raiders asked with slightly narrowed brows. Lady Phoenix stood from her seat and hit her palm on the hard surface of the table to bring silence into the room. When they all quietened, she looked around and addressed them, “I know we all barely tolerate each other, but this is the inner circle of the council and the more we keep fueling out our thoughts all at once, the more we won’t resolve these matters on ground,” she said and sniffed. “Now I am not asking you all to sympathize with me because my husband is dead. Lord Dante, the leader of Silver-Crest Coven, died three weeks ago.”

"Good girl. Let's get back to studying." Gwen skipped all the way back to the study very happy that her father's dream had finally come true. She would no longer see that defeated look in his eyes anymore. She got to the study and paused by the table to wait for Alexa who was yet to come in then she went to the window and looked out smiling when she thought about the fun that'd come later but her smile faded as she began to feel lightheaded and though she tried to hold on to something but she found herself falling to the ground and the last thing she heard was Alexa calling her name.

My body was still buzzing from the release, but my mind wouldn’t shut the fuck up. Too many things were going wrong at once. My father is dying. Lydia showing up like a ghost from the past. The succession bullshit hanging over my head. And now Gwen slipped through every wall I tried to keep up. I couldn’t move either. Not when she was right across the hall. It was already too much, seeing her every day. Hearing her door open and close. Catching glimpses of her messy bun and tired eyes in the hallway. But I was greedy. I wanted more. Even if it was just these small, torturous moments. Even if it killed me slowly.

Logan let out a loud, pained groan as Michael's gun went off, and I stopped in my tracks. "Come back here, Gwen, or I'll kill him." Michael said, and cold gripped my spine. "Don't listen to him— ugh!" I winced at the sickening crushing of bones, but I didn't turn my back, nor did I move. "Come back here, Gwen; I swear to God I'll kill him. You don't want an innocent man to die because of you, right? Imagine how Gabi will feel once she finds out her crush died because of you? If you think she's pissed at you now, then she'll hate you." He taunted.

I killed her right away because it looked like they were doing something strange with sir Draeden. Sometimes I don't blame Tanya either, she's good, she knows what's with her, what's mine is never mine. Maybe we'll never meet again. It's been too long because then I was drunk and I can't remember his face except for his red heart-shaped skin. I can't undress one by one the men I think are safe, I just think it's too embarrassing. I stopped thinking when Manong suddenly stopped, I could see that we were still quite far away. He said he needed to turn on the gas for a while, I just got it right. I hope we don't get caught on the flight as far as I can pray.

She had already sprinted past the turnoff for her apartment building; leading these unknown killers to her safe house would be suicide. She needed to lose them in the dark, because if she failed to break their line of sight, she would likely end up as a corpse on an autopsy table by morning. The path ahead was pitch black, unlit by any city infrastructure, but her enhanced night vision handled the darkness without issue. Fortunately, she knew these back alleys like the back of her hand. Reaching the absolute end of the concrete maze, the narrow path finally opened up into the wide, brightly lit expanse of the multi-lane highway.

Sebastian and Finn have already gotten themselves freed and I can only say two simple words as we get closer to them. “He’s dead.” I stare back at their wide yes and I repeat. “Greyson is dead, and Gwen has been poisoned.” “Davina! Davina!” The sound of yelling distracts us. It’s coming from outside and when we reach there, Asteria is standing outside. She sees us and quiets down. “You’re okay. Where is Davina.” “Dead and I will be soon if I don’t get help.” Gwen says as she plays with her fingers.

If she bit off one first before the other, it would be a tragedy. There was only a minute left on the timer. Gwen searched herself and looked around her, but she could not find any tool that could cut two wires off at the same time. She cried due to the stress, whereas Zach kept asking her to leave because it was better that only one of them died. “Stella, quickly leave now and don’t care about me. Think about Lou and Eg, they’re still young, so they can’t lose both parents now.” Gwen understood it very well, but she could not leave him alone and watch him die.