قصص وروايات قصيرة عن Tragic Love وتضم Star وتدور في Entertainment Circle

I once made a promise to the top actress in the industry. If I publicly proposed to her 99 times on livestreams, she would, on the hundredth, officially launch our relationship. But when the hundredth proposal came, she was on a private yacht kissing a new rising actor. Her smile had been so sweet and carefree. I became a complete joke. Feeling guilty, she texted me: [I will say yes on your 101st proposal.] She entered my livestream, looking like a goddess had descended to earth. As she looked on, I lit all one hundred love letters I had ever written for her, as well as the stomach cancer diagnosis I had hidden inside. “There will be no 101st time, Miss Ford.”

Cecilia Langston is one of the A-list stars in the film industry, the actress every director dreams of working with. That is, until she boards a plane to accept the Best Actress award she's sure to win. Explicit photos of her flood the internet and go viral. By the time she steps off the plane, everyone goes from admiring Cecilia to despising her. She checks the news on her phone. The announcement says she's been stripped of her Best Actress award nomination. When she looks up, hundreds of nude photos of herself stare back at her. "You shameless woman! Get out of the entertainment industry!" "You use nude photos to get ahead, and you think you deserve an award? Don't insult everyone watching!"

When I threw myself in front of a falling stage light to save my adoptive father, movie star Richard Crane, I came close to being disabled for life. Before they wheeled me into surgery, he gripped my hand, his eyes red-rimmed. He'd always kept his distance from me, but putting my life on the line for him had finally moved him. He promised that if I lived, he'd make me his bride. I thought he had finally returned the love I'd kept hidden for all those years. But after struggling through rehab, I learned that Richard was engaged to Hollywood's rising star, Daisy Morgan. When I arrived at the engagement party, the press was already waiting with cameras, hoping to catch me making a scene. Richard immediately stepped in front of Daisy and ordered his bodyguards to stop me. "Eve, Daisy's innocent. Don't hurt her." Calmly, I held out an audition invitation from a top director. "I crossed the line before. Consider this opportunity my engagement gift to you." Camera flashes erupted around us. Surprise flickered across Richard's face. Swallowing my pain, I gave him a gracious smile. "Since you're starting a new family, please sign the papers to end your legal guardianship. And while you're at it, give me back the screenplays my mother left me. From now on, we're nothing to each other." In my last life, I used the fact that I'd taken a near-fatal blow for him to pressure him into coming back to me. Because of that, the entire internet branded Daisy a homewrecker and tore her apart, sending her into a deep depression. Furious, Richard blacklisted me and confined me to a remote estate, claiming I needed rest. The endless isolation drove me to a mental breakdown, and I died there. Meanwhile, Richard stood by Daisy's side as she won the Oscar for Best Actress for a film based on my mother's screenplay. Now that I'd been given a second chance at life, I finally saw everything clearly. I would never expect anything from this man again.

The night before our wedding celebration, I'm happily hand-making a diamond tiara for Megan Mills, my fiancée, when I receive a video from her. In the video, Megan takes off her clothes as she walks toward Gordon Brewer, the director who once funded the orphanage she grew up in. On my screen, she suddenly looks back at me with a dazzling smile. "Sam, I may be yours, but I'm giving my first time to the man who can give it meaning." Seconds later, right before my eyes, the video shows her getting hot and heavy with Gordon. Her voice message comes right after, her tone languid and utterly unapologetic after what she just did. "Samuel Weston, you watched over me as I grew up, whereas he's helped me become famous. "You get our marriage and a lifetime with me, while he gets my first time as repayment for what he's done for me. That's fair, right? You do love me the most, after all. And nobody understands the importance of repaying a debt of gratitude better than you do." My phone slips from my hand and hits the floor, the screen shattering just like my heart. So, in her eyes, ten years of my unwavering love and devotion are nothing more than commodities she can split up and distribute as she pleases. I pick up my other phone and dial the number I haven't called in three years. In an icy voice, I say, "Activate 'Operation Wing-Clip' now! The targets are Megan and Gordon."