She Stuns The World Novels & Stories

I have always seen her down, hardly ever seeing her smile and feeling less stressed. ***** Stella–POV I am excited; everything feels calm now. I have nothing to worry about from the enemies who are dead and gone. I am excited about tonight’s party—my blue gown shimmers, hugging my body and showing my baby’s belly. My wavy brown hair matches my mermaid-style gown. I spray perfume. “Oh my, you look glowing,” Julie said. “You think so?” I asked, looking in the mirror. “You are gorgeous,” Julie said. “I am sure you will render Kayden and Damon speechless.” I blushed at her words.

“Just this really cool chick I met.” I hold my glass up to him in a cheers symbol, he grabs his glass and clinks it with mine as he throws me a sexy wink. “What’s she like, Stace?” His eyes hold mine. “The most beautiful woman in the world.” My stomach does a somersault and I try to wipe the goofy grin from my face.

And now, she stood there and called me someone "who came in from nowhere." "Don't think being my daughter gives you the right to go after Vanessa," she said. "If I hear you talk like that again, I won't let it go!" She looked at me as if she could rip me to pieces without a second thought. Just then, a deafening boom ripped across the sky. The color drained from my face. First the violent thunderstorm, now this inexplicable blast... This world was already on the brink of collapse. There wasn't much time left.

“You said it yourself—it’s just a woman who looks very much like me. There are so many people in the world who look like me. Must I care about every single one?” Guinevere’s brows furrowed, clearly, not used to dealing with such a sharp-tongued Stella. “You’re right.” Stella put down her coffee cup and boldly surveyed Guinevere. Guinevere, the famous celebrity, indeed. She was always so impeccably dressed and eye-catching, never allowing anyone else to steal the attention away from her.

“ After to their short conversation, the woman takes to her nap. In this evening, the woman has dreamt that, Steven has attended to her wedding ceremony. Accordingly, this guy has approached her. And he says, “ you did not wait me. Actually, I been admiring on you yet, I did not spill the beans on you. What I had taught before; you were just my star. Since there is a sun. Hence, I did not find on you. Moving forward, I been staying in the place where the dark is powerful than the light. In spite of my situation, I am now already here; to meet on you.”

What the actual hell— The first woman steps up, climbing onto the stage. She turns, poses, shifts under the light alluring movements, displaying herself from every angle almost eager. Like she’s done this before. Like she knows exactly what she’s doing. Or she’s doing exactly whatever was dictated to her. Either way, there’s no hesitation. No visible reluctance. My hands start to shake. So this is it. This is the world Julian warned me about. This is the world Shaun had built around himself.

Because no matter how far I move in my own world, no matter how controlled everything becomes… This? This is constant. “Jacob, are you even listening?” Stella’s voice snapped me back. “No,” I said honestly. She gasped dramatically. “Wow, rude.” “Very,” I agreed, reaching for a glass of water. “You’ve changed,” she continued, shaking her head like she was deeply disappointed. “Ever since you got my role model pregnant.” I paused. Slowly turned my head to look at her. “My what?” “My role model,” she repeated proudly. “Alexandra Fisher Hale. Do you know how iconic she is? And you just… casually got her pregnant like it’s nothing.”

“Cut me down, but it’s you who’ll have further to fall…Ghost town and haunted love…raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones..I’m talking loud, not saying much…I’m bulletproof, nothing to lose…fire away, fire away…ricochet, you take your aim..fire away, fire away…you shoot me down, but I won’t fall…I am titanium…you shoot me down, but I won’t fall…I am titanium…” The song ended, but the clip showed her escape and then the town exploded and the clip ended with her doing a happy dance. The next picture she was sitting in front of her window staring at the ocean outside of the castle. Then a clip of her sitting at the piano in the ballroom when she thought no one was watching of he

“Newsflash, darling. You’ve always been second place.” A murmur ran through the crowd. Cameras zoomed in. “Don’t push me to the wall,” she hissed, her smile never breaking. “You don’t want me to show this world who you really are.” Her friends laughed behind her like hyenas, sipping wine, eating my dignity alive. “Or wait…” she continued, tilting her head. “Don’t tell me you’re here to make a comeback? Oh, no, baby girl. No space for that. Not in my world.”