Unmasked Spider Gwen Novels & Stories

My dad can join the train for all I care too. *** Gwen While running I sensed another wolf around. It felt strange but it also felt familiar at the same time. I was conflicted between hinging or defending myself. So I hid among the shrubs like a coward. It was huge! Twice the size of an Alpha. Wolf-like and tiger-like at the same time. Jet black and orange stripe. Its fur was calling me to touch it. I know where I've seen this before. It's Noah! Alpha Noah! The Thyla.

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.

She ducked her head to hide her smile "Oh my God, how long was that on for? Did they hear everything?" "We'll talk about that later" This time it was TCs voice "For now, both of you need to get down here immediately" Gwen grabbed the monitor trying to turn it off. When she couldn't, she opened the back and took out the batteries "Oh God, I don't think I can face him ever again. Please kill me now" "Just sleep with him. That'll get all the awkwardness out of the way"

She recoiled and stared down at me, her gaze unnerving. Gwen was an A****n of a woman. Not only was she tall, but she was also built like one. Taking a deep breath, Gwen straightened her shoulders. At 5'10", she towered over me, but her imposing height was just one aspect of her commanding presence. Gwen's dark hair, usually pulled back in a sleek chignon, had escaped its confines in the chaos of the day, a few strands framing her strong jawline. These weren't the kind of wispy flyaways that plagued most women; these were thick, purposeful strands that seemed to mirror her personality – strong, independent, and unwilling to be tamed. Her emerald green eyes held a mixture of disappointment an

Gwen hissed, trying to free herself. I smiled and tightened my grip on her fake dainty throat, “It was a nice story, I must give you that but you missed one think dear Gwen or whatever your real name is. you missed to cloak the hollowness of your voice. I know you are not even a woman. So do the honours and come and fight me in your real, you fucking imposter.” Gwen again tried to fool me, her eyes went darker and she looked eerily at me and again in her sweet voice pleaded to me, “Im- Imposter? I am Gwen, Gwen Cynthia, Thia.”

His face darkened, but Gwen only smirked. I quickly turned and continued toward the restroom, my mind spinning. Weren’t they siblings? Or was there something I didn’t know? After splashing water on my face to calm down, I stepped out of the restroom and was immediately cornered by Gwen. She was stunning in a scarlet dress that hugged her figure, her lips painted the same vibrant red. But her eyes were sharp and full of warning. "You didn’t see anything," she hissed, her voice low but full of menace.

She looked old enough to be my mother and she had pushed the men that had just tried to force me in and she squatted right in front of me. “Calm down,” her voice was soft as she spoke to me. “No,” I replied, shaking my head severally and shutting my eyes closed. “Please, I beg you to calm down. My name is Gwen and I’m the Luna of the pack. I promise we are not trying to hurt you.” She whispered to me, collecting my palm in her own hands and rubbing on it gently. “We just want to help, I promise.” Gwen reassured, she had the calmest and warmest smile I had ever seen and her brown eyes glistened under the morning sunlight, matching her hazel coloured hair. She was a beautiful woman.

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

This realization only intensified the feeling of unease and curiosity within me. These masked men bore a striking resemblance to the iconic Darth Vader from the Star Wars movies, their dark attire and mask designs sending shivers down my spine. Something about their appearance seemed unnatural as if they were hiding their true identity behind those masks. "Thank you for coming alone, Karen. It seems that your friend, Jackson is someone who we could count on." says one of them. His voice was oddly familiar to my ears. Right. He had the same voice Jackson talked to over the phone. But I thought he is an immortal werewolf. How come, I could barely sense something suspicious or any strong aura f

My breath caught in my throat as I picked them up with trembling fingers. The images sent a sharp chill down my spine. Pictures of me lying in bed, tangled in sheets, next to a man I didn't even recognize. My heart pounded against my ribs, panic rising like a tidal wave. This isn't real. "I... I don't understand," I whispered, my voice barely above a breath. "Lucas, baby, this isn't true. I didn't—" "Don't you dare lie to me!" he roared, his anger exploding like a violent storm. "You betrayed me, Gwen! You threw away everything we had just to spread your legs for another man!"