Behind The Scenes Novels & Stories

--- Back in his office, Adrien confronted the only person who might know more than he did. “Nina.” She raised an eyebrow, sipping coffee like a queen waiting for her execution. “You remember her,” he said. “Tell me everything.” She gave a slow smile. “Why do you care?” “Because I believe she’s not the only one in danger here.” Nina leaned forward. “There was a fire. A facility, not unlike this one. Somewhere rural. Government funded. Lots of… experiments under the guise of therapy.” Adrien narrowed his eyes. “What kind of experiments?”

Oh no. “What's behind you?” He asked. “Nothing,” I rushed out, maybe too quickly. “What are you holding behind your back?” he asked, taking a step forward to me. “Nothing,” I replied too quickly again. He took another step closer. “Show me,” he ordered. “No,” I shot back while taking a step back too. His eyes darkened. “You’re hiding something.” I laughed. “You don’t get access to every part of me just because you raised me!” I spat out.

I asked, peeking around. Shit!! Watch out!! They are behind us!!…

_____ Episode 17 – Behind the Curtain The scent of dust, old velvet, and sweat hangs in the air backstage, a perfume more intoxicating to me than any French fragrance. I'm Elise, a stagehand at the Moonspire Theatre, and my world is one of shadows and whispered cues, of watching magic happen from the wings. But tonight, the real magic isn't happening out there under the blinding lights. It's happening here, in the cramped, dimly lit space behind the heavy crimson main curtain.

ARIA’S POV As the day of the much-anticipated fashion show dawns, I find myself immersed in a whirlwind of emotions. Stepping into the bustling backstage area, I am immediately enveloped in a frenzy of activity and excitement. Surrounded by a flurry of last-minute arrangements, my senses are overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of the bustling backstage scene. Seamstresses scurry about, putting the finishing touches on exquisite garments, while makeup artists and hairstylists work tirelessly to perfect each model's look. The air is thick with the scent of hairspray and perfume, mingling with the faint hum of chatter and music.

She gave a slight nod, then disappeared backstage. Game time.

Back to Kanna's pov During my time watching various live stream videos, I never saw a person being naked while streaming. EVEN ONCE. Good thing he got some good packs,LOL. Since I skipped my first subject today, I have no choice but to attend my second class. The usual boring class. While listening to my prof, I secretly opened a new tab to play some games.