Novel & Cerita Let Me Blow Your Mind Gwen Stefani

“She barged into the room without warning. I had to shut the livestream down. I was angry because I knew it would cause rumours. I told her to leave the island. She didn’t listen. I couldn't force her out.” Gwen crossed her arms. “And you were sick. You should be thankful I stayed. If not, you would have been all by yourself. Also, I didn’t realize your fans would turn it into a whole drama.” “A whole drama?” I repeated, incredulous. She turned to me. “Do you know what that did to me?!” I snapped. “I thought he was cheating on me with someone else! And I… I was so broken. I cried for days, I didn't sleep… I thought…” I paused as tears clouded my eyes.

The air around her seemed to vibrate with power, and it was clear that Gwen was now a force to be reckoned with. “I think this should be enough,” Taylor snickered as a devilish grin spread across her face. “There’s no way anyone could recognize us.”

Josie's footsteps froze the moment she stepped off the stage. Almost instinctively, she looked up at me. Shock, confusion, and uncertainty flashed across her face all at once. I remained expressionless. Under everyone's applause, I stood up and walked toward Josie step by step. Just as I was about to pass her, she grabbed my sleeve. Her face was filled with disbelief. It was as if she thought she had heard the wrong name. She turned around and ran toward the dean.

Gwen's POV I looked at myself in the mirror for the thousandth time, adjusting my jeans for the hundredth, tugging my blouse up, then down, trying to decide if it looked good or if I seemed like I was trying too hard. Or not enough. Honestly, I wasn't sure anymore. I grabbed my phone and snapped a quick mirror selfie, sending it to Mia with the caption: Is this okay? Her reply came seconds later: I can see the lack of quality in those jeans from here, so… perfect!

She dragged Bianca close to herself and the next thing everyone heard made them scream. Smack!!!!!.. Smack!!!.. Gwen gave Bianca a dirty slap and she lost her balance. Bianca fell to the floor with both hands on her cheeks. " I thought I made it clear to you that never in your miserable life should you insult my mum? Do you think I was joking or think I wouldn't hit you because of these cameras? What evidence do you have against me?!! " Gwen screamed out. She has lost her mind. Leo walked up to Gwen and tried to touch her but she drifted away with her gaze still fixed on Bianca.

I make my way to the drum pad machine, staring right at my toes as I feel so many eyes on me. “Normal people fall asleep every night, thinking of tomorrow” Sharmayne starts, her voice lovely as ever. “But I...I cry myself to sleep every night, thinking of yesterday” I click on Acoustic kick on the machine twice right after that as I begin my work, feeling more confident. Then an electronic kick and clap follow simultaneously as she moves on to the livelier part. “Normal people fall asleep every night” I sing softly in the background while she continues “But I..”

Words felt too small for the storm inside me. Instead, I breathed, “Yes… please,” my voice almost broken. His breath ghosted by my ear. “Then say it.” “Please… take me.” “Say it, Soren,” he murmured, teasing still. “Don’t be shy.” I slammed my palm against the wall, breath trembling, heart unraveling. “Damn it, Travian—just fuck the hell out of me, will you?” That’s when he laughed—a deep, gravelly sound that vibrated against my spine.

" He snapped making Kim flinch back slightly. She was taken aback by his rude tone, she wondered how someone that handsome could be so rude, he also seemed really dangerous despite his all white appearance but none of that mattered to her, she was there to do her job and find her way out not chit-chat with some mysterious stranger. She didn't have to strip tease since she already removed almost every piece of clothing on her body while on stage except for the bikini panty and bra that managed to cover up her nudity a bit. She inhaled deeply getting ready for her show. She had only one option and that was to close her eyes imagining a music playing in her head and began moving swiftly. Her ha

He's nothing like what Victoria said about being ugly and fat! Hearing these thoughts, Daniel glared at me with mock annoyance. I pretended not to understand and looked at him innocently, then grinned.

Not so much on his chest, just enough to make him look primal and rugged. For several moments all she could do was stare, her heart beat a strange rhythm beneath her bikini, until she realized what she was doing and pulled herself under control. He must have arrived somewhere between Michael Jackson and Abba, since she knew the chair was vacant when she turned over to her stomach, after Taylor Swift and before Donna Summer fifteen minutes ago.