Behind The Scenes Webtoon Novels & Stories

Most of the photos were of him and his family. Even the captions nearly told everyone they were a real family. My friends saw his new posts, and all of them wanted to know the story behind the scenes. "Who's that woman in his stories, Ginny? And that boy looks just like him. Is he…" "Is that woman his…"

Even stranger, Maggie hadn’t even deleted the backup, as if she wanted us to see it on purpose. Suddenly, I remembered a glint of reflected light under the passenger seat after practice that day—something like a tiny lens. A chill crept up my spine. I realized then that this carefully designed trap had been laid long ago. But who was behind it? And why were they determined to push us into a corner like this?

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

We moved together effortlessly, the room spinning around us, though it felt like no one else existed. When it ended, I returned to the villa with Tessa and Nico, exhaustion clinging to us. Tessa, of course, was already buried in her phone, scrolling furiously. “First trending topic: Mr. Everhart’s birthday,” she announced, eyes wide. “Second: Aria Everhart’s gown and shoes.” I chuckled softly at that, already imagining the endless ratings, critiques, and edits flooding the internet. Some praising, some dissecting, but all eyes on me. Exactly as Nico intended.

Hours went by, activities were unfolded and slowly the event came to an end gradually. "Next up, would be a short clip from Gold Fox's new rookies," the host said, he walked away from the stage, the large red curtain at the stage was gradually and slowly pulled open, a large big screen stretching from one end of the stage to the other came into view, glowing with a brilliant intensity as the lights around the hall dimmed. The chatter of the crowd slowly died down as they all turned their attention toward the massive screen at the front of the room. As the screen flickered to live, a hush fell over the crowd. The image on the screen was crystal clear, with vivid colors and sharp details that

The first one to arrive was Abdaal, the closest aid of the group leader. "Cheng! Run!" he shouted after arriving at the gate. One by one, the people who were running behind Cheng got dragged back into the forest. Lianne who was slowing down on her pace was extremely exhausted. Cheng was the only person behind her, everyone else was already gone. He couldn't stand it, seeing his other companions get dragged back to the forest and devoured one by one. "Lianne! Run faster!" Cheng shouted. *growling sound of a large beast*

Hey! -User A: He ran away. How could he? Damn it. A cliffhanger? I'm off then. -User#123: Me too.-sigh- -Both User A and User#123 have successfully logged out. -User B: What...?-Blink his eyes in confusion- The chat went stagnant for a while. Tranquility is finally descending. ------------ Zhou Wei put his head on the car's steering. He closed his eyes. His smartphone is laid beside him, on the passenger seat, with its screen popped up this sentence.

I held on his bed's post when he swiftly entered me from behind. Shit. Both of his hands were holding me on my waist as he thrust harder. I felt his lips on my back. Not leaving any exposed skin untouched. I gasped when he cupped my breasts. We were both panting when we reached the climax. Jacob's head is laying on my bare chest. "I'm not yet done loving you." I said and pushed his body at my side. I saw the excitement in his eyes when I crawled on top of him. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

he explains. I could not say the sounds and the things I was seeing wasn’t doing anything to me, my tongue darts out and wets my lips. The sight in front of me looked like my Tweeter account, and to say I was entranced was understating it. “I want to show you something.” he says, carefully guiding me away from the room, I cast a longing glance at them before I leave. “Those people aren’t worried about people watching them, so we have private booths up here.”

After all, not every epiphany deserves forgiveness, right? Then one day, I caught something on TV that sent chills down my spine. The mental hospital I was in was in the news: a scandal broke out. Staff were arrested for a laundry list of horrors: embezzlement, violence, severe patient abuse, and some were even accused of human experimentation, organ trafficking, and murder. The worst of them were facing the death penalty. The memories of pain I buried came flooding back. I took deep breaths, trying to steady my racing heart.