Behind The Scenes Dazed And Confused Novels & Stories

Jazz hummed low in the background, and glasses of champagne clink like secret deals. It was dazzling, it was dangerous. And I had no time for any of it. My eyes cut through the blue of flashing lights and expensive suits, hunting for them-Azeal and Celia Then I saw him but before I could walk towards him, a hand spun me around... "Anna?". Duncan asked, his expression a cross between confused and aroused. "Duncan, Hi. I uh, was feeling much better," I said. "Are you sure?" He asked. "Yes. Also, I think you're in danger,"

I repeated his name several times, unsure of what to do. I was so agitated that my mind raced with worst-case scenarios. James. James. James. I said as I slipped back into my night gown. How did this happen? How am I supposed to handle this?.. I was in a maze with no clear exit. "Hey, go ahead", Darius said. He looked so fearless. Does he not understand? "H-he's a-at the d-door, You came in somehow right?" I stuttered, expecting an answer.

Just as he was about to stand up. The music suddenly began. Every eye in the ballroom turned toward the brightly lit stage. Then, as everyone looked on eagerly... Yara slowly walked into view with her arm linked through Cassius'.

I thought we were gonna make a plan ourselves but since Zithea's tired as well, we'll just talk in the morning. I suddenly got a text from Dr. Zen saying the plan is almost finalized and to come at noon with Zithea to talk about it more. "Finally," I thought to myself while I was lying down then I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep but since I was tired it didn't really take that long to enter dreamland once more. To be continued

For some minutes, he kept on watching the act and praised Daisy inwardly. He knew many of them do not like Daisy, yet they listened to her and were doing a great job. As he knew the story, and also, there on stage, the person who he wanted to see was absent, he made his way towards the backstage room. He expected Daisy there. And when he was going there, he saw Ashley. She was some steps away from the backstage room. He noticed a guy with her. Focusing on his face, he learned it was Nathan. A frown automatically appeared on Ahaz’s forehead as he found both of them discussing something.

-0- Diane was walking who is ready to run the day, hiding her face under her glasses, with her phone on her ear and a file in her hand looking busy, heading for a café, suddenly her footsteps must be stopped, she bumps into someone, her papers file scattered on the floor, ‘what day is it, is it not the day after all’ rolled her eyes her mind said, she wants to yell at the person, but that person helps her gather the falling file, her eyes light up for just a second as he give her the papers and look her in

While the maids were preparing lunch for everyone, I turned my attention back to the screens and started looking for the footage from this afternoon. I glance at one of the screens and see that it skips a section as every single film from every single camera starts to rewind. I start the video and watch Della move down a hallway. She gets into the conference room in my house. She looks great in that dress, by the way. If I had been there with her, I would have forced her to scream while locking the door behind us. I'm supposed to be concentrating right now, fuck. I briefly blink before putting those ideas to rest. She closes the door as I watch her exit the room as someone approaches from be

Andrea leaned against the rack beside Henry and watched them and felt warm about all of it. Then the warmth shifted. When she felt a faint unsteadiness behind her eyes. She ignored it. But then her stomach turned over once and suddenly the backstage smell hit her differently, the heat of the lights, the setting spray and fabric, all of it pressing in a little too close. She put one hand on the rack beside her to calm herself without making it obvious. Mindy was still talking about the studio space when Andrea felt the dizziness properly. Not spinning exactly, more like the floor had moved an inch and hadn't told her.

“Do you think I don’t know what you do behind my back? I’m done protecting you.” With that, Darius turned on his heel and stormed out of the room, his footsteps echoing through the hall like the toll of a funeral bell. The door slammed shut behind him, the sound reverberating through the silence he left in his wake. Cassandra sank into a nearby chair, her hand pressed to her forehead as she tried to steady her breathing. Her usually composed demeanor was shattered, her face pale and drawn as she stared at the floor. Kael knelt before her, his expression one of desperation as he reached out to touch her knees.

Zephir scoffed. “What would I have in mind?” James chuckled too. “You should know that best.” Daisie bumped James with her elbow. “Have you read the script? Don’t affect my filming later.” James turned his face away and did not speak. Daisie looked at Zephir. “I’ll prepare for the next scene with James.” Zephir nodded. While James was leaving with Daisie, he turned his head to glance at Zephir. He caught his gloomy expression and felt an intense chill shooting up his spine.