Let Me Blow Ya Mind Gwen Stefani Novels & Stories

I had let my instincts take over and instead of reciprocating my kindness, he called me stupid. I scoffed again and pulled the blanket over my chest as I stared blankly at my room's door. Korn was out, leaving me alone in this vast mansion. Just then, a message entered my phone. I glanced at it laid by my side, then I reluctantly picked it up. I saw a message from Thida and began to wonder why she was texting me. “Oh shit! I forgot to call her.” But it has been days now, she must have forgotten about it. So I clicked the message with curiosity. Staring back at me was a video. Not any type, but Thida’s masturbating video.

Handsome fool, stupid man, why do you fascinate me even as you terrify me? Henry, struggling to maintain composure, couldn’t suppress a soft chuckle. He stepped forward, lightly tapping the back of her head with a folder. Ella flinched violently, spinning around to see him. Panic surged through her, and she pleaded, “Sir Henry, please don’t tell Master Elion I was,…” “Calling him handsome? You are really so cheap,” Elion’s voice echoed from the doorway, cutting through her panic. He approached, each step deliberate, every inch a display of control and psychological dominance.

She looks like she’s seen a ghost, or a god. CK doesn’t flinch. He doesn't reach for a towel. He just raises one dark eyebrow, his voice as calm as if he were asking for the time. “Do you mind?” Gwen blinks, the shock finally breaking into a frantic, mortified energy. Her face flames a deep, secondary red. “Oh my god—I’m so sorry! I’m sooooo sorry! I thought it was Selene in here! I—I didn't know you were home!” She spins on her heel to flee, her heels skidding slightly on the hardwood of the hallway.

Gwen tried to calm me down. "Calm down, she might steal the alpha away from me with her beauty." I cried. "Anna, I am wondering how come you were comparing yourself with Helen yesterday. I saw her and she's nothing compared to you when it comes to beauty." Gwen added. "Yes, I agree." Daya agreed also. Wait, why I am over reacting? I was the one who started this first and I have already said I'm not giving this game up! I'm not going to give up.

The passionate way he made love to me all through the night and groaned my name as he. "Ms. Lyra." My eyes widened as I instantly snapped back to reality. Gwen was staring at me with one brow raised, the corners of her lips twitching suspiciously. She crossed her arms. "So now it's your turn to space out." I groaned internally... I already knew what was coming next. Damn... how had I spaced out so fast?! She grinned. "I mention Alpha Kael being a good Alpha and suddenly... boom." I covered my face. "Gwen."

After speaking, Gwen dialed a familiar paparazzi number, "Immediately upload the video I will send to you." Mark Johnson, let's see how many times you can save Christine!

Gwen whispered as she remembered how they had become 13 instead of 14. Belphegor looked at Gwen and smiled. "Interesting." Gwen sat there looking in deep thoughts when Leah infiltrated her mind without the omega knowing about it. "Psst! Gwen, let's go and meet Uncle Seb." "What? Did he talk to you?" Gwen was shocked. "Well, yeah, I tried to get into his mind, and I did, so he was impressed and gave me blessings and told me I could find him anytime, and he has kept our mind link open." Leah snorted, sounding a little smug.

"But I'm trying to get my top degree. Prove that I'm the best and smartest." Of course, that's what she wants. She is the vainest person I have ever met. A whoosh plows into me and I fall on my stomach with an oof. Before I can stand, heaviness presses down on my back. I'm pinned. "Wha-" I try to crank my neck to see who is on me. "Stay down," Gwen says in a low voice. Then a tingling sensation jabs into my side and I gasp. Shit! She's trying to take my magic by force. I buck, trying to get her off me.

Gwen approaches me with a wide grin plastering her face. She grabs a loose strand of my hair, twirling it around her finger. Instinctively, I yank my head away. "My, my. Look what you have become," Gwen taunts, wagging her pointer finger back and forth. Ignoring her words, I spit out, "What do you want?" "How could I not come and see you after my greatest accomplishment? You certainly made things hard for me, but it was all worth it," she boasts.