The Night Gwen Stacy Died Book Novels & Stories

As I walked towards the table, I realized that there were two scented candles burning in front of her pictures. My heart skipped when I saw the picture and the candles there. My steps were getting very slow and and I wanted to go back but I had something in me telling to check out the vanity table. On the table was a note, I reached for the bit, my eyes still observing the the frame and the candles. My eyes landed on the note to see Gwen’s name bodly written on the paper. “Dear Gwen it’s sad that you’d died…” I passed, she died? She’s dead? Gwen was dead? If this was true that I was right yesterday. She had died.

There were many packs and territories to go around. "I guess it is time for us to go to the Massacre Hotel," Gwen said. We had stopped calling it that, but Gwen would not stop referring to it as that. She said she did not want to forget. That was the same place we went for a party, and they killed sixty per cent of the guest, tied silver on her neck and took me away. Gwen went crazy and developed super scent powers instantly, all in a bid to get me back. We were not on good terms with Mason then, but he came through. Followed her to the very end until they found me.

“ Just two days? Kathy, we can do something about this. We can't just die like that “ Gwen pleaded. She wasn't concerned about her life but she couldn't let Kathy die because of her. “ Why didn't you think about the consequences before opening your legs for him to fuck your ass? “ Kathy became more angry. “ I am deeply sorry, Kathy. I am sorry “ Gwen found herself crying again. The downpour became heavy and there was a thunderstrike. “ Enjoy the downpour cause this might be the last downpour you will experience before your death, “ Kathy said and walked inside leaving only Gwen outside. “ What have I done? I don't even care if I should die tonight but I just deprived Kathy of living her life

" Gwen closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I could feel that she wanted to tell me but was worried for some reason. "You are right, Claire. You deserve to know the truth. Come and sit on the bed. I have something I need to show you," She said and went to her nightstand. I went over to the bed and watched as she pulled out a book. It was old and had a picture of a wolf on the cover.

Gwen's POV The frantic echo of footsteps approached rapidly, and my vision blurred as I began to lose consciousness. My breathing was shallow, and the last thing I could discern was a figure bending over me. “Luna, open your eyes!” a voice shouted urgently. It wasn’t Ryker’s voice; it was someone else. I forced my eyelids open and saw the gamma kneeling beside me. I didn’t know his name, but he was one of the pack’s most feared gammas. How did he find me here?

e are all wondering, how did he end up dead, and how did you come by his body? I clench my fist tight, and my blood is boiling to a high temperature that I can feel my veins popping. I knew this question would come to mind about Wallace's death. It was no coincidence because I was patrolling that night and found Wallace munching on a camper. I feel Dominic and the others' presence behind me as Gwen continues to instigate me. Gwen crosses her arms. I knew you are a bitch but never knew the killer in you." "Gwen, that's enough," Leah pleads with her crocodile tears. Calliope can't be a killer. he may be out of line sometimes, but a killer, no."

“We had two children. My son, Rian, was sitting near the end of the table tonight.” “The tall one with dark curls?” She nodded. “That's him. He's a tracker now. My daughter is mated to the beta of the neighbouring pack.” “What happened to David?” Her gaze dropped to her hands. “ A rogue ambush. Three years ago… he died protecting a group of patrol Scouts.” She smiled. “He was always brave. Even in death.” My chest tightened. “I'm sorry,” I said softly. She looked up, tears glistening but not falling. “We all carry ghosts here, Gwen. Some louder than others.”

Did they think it would be easy for them to wipe me out? I stepped under the shower and hissed in pain when water penetrated the bandage. I remembered the slicing and stabbing of skin and that tattoo that belongs to the children of the ruin gang. I will fucking wipe out the entire gang and spare no one. I stayed under the shower for a few minutes before stepping out of the bathroom naked into the room. Only to meet Gwen who enters the room with the aid box. At first she didn't notice me and when she did, she screamed, dropping the box.

Gwen’s pov 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, "

Once she was alone she heaved out a loud sigh. 'What is she going to do about Storm?' she wondered in thoughts. *********** Emperor Ariadne Room: "You shouldn't think too much about this, maybe it's a coincidence that both of them were highly burnt exactly the same way," Gwen said, breaking off the quietness that has engulfed the room since they came in. They were sitting side by side on the bed, Gwen placing her head on Storm's lap. She has been observing Storm and knew he was thinking about the dead man.