Alt Gossip Celebrities Novels & Stories

"It's me. Tell the company to expose the news about the role model husband and wife cheating that we've been saving in stages. I want them to be in the top 20 trending searches on the internet within 10 minutes! "Then, tomorrow, release some news about what our 'innocent and pure' celebrities were like when they were younger… "The day after, we'll release news about the most popular male celebrity in our country and the screenshot of him flirting with his fans… "Then, the day after that… "In other words, I want all the trending searches shortly. I want everyone to check out the next gossip before the first gossip even goes cold…!"

Because my schedule has become more hectic in the past few days. I smiled at the staff. We celebrate after my official debut as part of the entertainment. I met a lot of people, and saw artists. But whats more shock me. Was the gossip about me and Tyler. The news about that got louder. And the entertainment, doesn't argue with it. As long as its a gossip. They wouldn't care. My eyes darted at Glacier. "Just light what?" aniya. I nodd as a response. He no longer spoke about the buzzing news. She continue making my face look light and soft. Before turning to my hair.

“Yes! Because I was being polite!” “Mmhm,” Elena teased. “And did he, by any chance, look at you like you hung the stars?” Vanessa went quiet for a few seconds. “...He looked… nice.” Elena gasped dramatically. “Oh my God, you like him!” “I don’t!” Vanessa exclaimed, her voice rising. “Okay—maybe a little. But he’s Kelvin Carter! He’s too perfect. I’m not trying to become some celebrity headline.” “Too late,” Elena said, scrolling through her phone. Sure enough, dozens of gossip sites were already exploding with photos of Vanessa and Kelvin. #VanKelvin was even trending on social media.

"Gossip Girl. TMZ. The Daily Mail. Burn her down." Elara smiled. It was the smile of a viper sensing a pulse. "Sending." She hit the button. *** **Ding.** The sound echoed in the quiet office of Vane Strategy. Vespera was in the middle of reviewing a contract for Sterling Tech. She glanced at her phone, expecting another client inquiry or a text from Cyprian. The screen lit up with a notification from T*****r. Then I*******m. Then a news alert. **@NeoVeridiaGossip:** *SCANDAL! The Saintly Vespera Vane caught creeping? Photos of her Italian lover leaked! #VaneAffair #Cheater*

“I don’t know who leaked the information to the gossip reporters,” Adriana said, “but they’re saying a top-tier businessman is staying in a hotel room upstairs while all the entertainment is going on downstairs.” Calvin sneered coldly. “What’s that got to do with me?” Breaking news meant nothing to him. Even if half the nobles and celebrities in New York City had their reputations ruined, he wouldn’t spare them a second glance. The trending searches that dominated the portals all day were just distractions—pointless noise for the public.

She was dumping the dirt when she saw a black car stop at the company entrance and the paparazzi overflooded the car with questions and flashes, two men in black rushed out as they covered Lisa who just stepped out. “Excuse me, Mrs. Lisa McCall, we thought you quit the runway, why collaborate with the upcoming Victoria's Secret show again? As your husband approved you to go back to the runway?” Questions upon questions were flooding in from the paparazzi as Lisa walked into the company without stopping to answer them. Adele sighed as she wondered how is the life of a celebrity always public but since she heard Lisa was married, she had been wondering if it was to the guy she had a nightstand

Did Megan know he was back and she wanted to look for trouble? "They are celebrities," the disciple quickly responded with a conflicted expression. "One is called Giselle Lindt, and the other Lana Thomas." 'Them?' Darryl's eyes brightened as he quickly got down from the bed. "Come, let's go take a look!" Then, he promptly went out of the room. At that moment, Darryl had some mixed emotions. Giselle and Lana—one was his schoolmate, and the other was his teacher. Both of them had signed under his entertainment company. Their popularity soared through the roof for the past few years; they were A-list celebrities with countless fans!

Direct messages from different numbers, even from those I forgot I had their contact. Frowning, I opened the first link. It was a headline from the city's largest celebrity gossip blog, complete with a blurry, zoomed-in photo of me leaving the hospital earlier that morning wrapped in Dimitri's coat. “THE FALLEN PRINCESS: ALINA SOKOLOVA SPOTTED WITH BROTHER-IN-LAW MIDST CHEATING SCANDAL?" My breath hitched. I scrolled rapidly down the page, my eyes scanning the text as my blood ran cold.

"I have been calling you for an hour! Have you seen the internet today? You are literally everywhere again!" ​I sat up slowly, pulling the duvet up to my chest. "What are you talking about?" ​"The Daily Dirt., every sports and lifestyle blog in New York!" Tessa was practically hyperventilating over the line. "There are dozens of photos of you and Kieran from the charity gala last night. Yara you didn't tell me you were going! you looked absolutely insane in that emerald dress. The comments are losing their minds! They couldn't even recognize you again…everyone is trying to find out who you are. The headlines are calling you the mystery woman who officially replaced Talia Donovan in the sport

Some still couldn’t believe the iconic model and fashion designer was dead, some were there just to gain publicity or just to be on camera. Many of the reporters were surprised to see their country’s superstar at the burial ground because it was unknown to them how he was related to the late famous model and mother to their president, so they had to make sure to gather whatever information they could get. They couldn’t wait to publish that huge piece of information, that would give them more viewers and also more money. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< DIANA