Celebrity Light Novels & Stories

He picked up his cell phone and called Nurse Naomi, putting the phone on loudspeaker so everyone could hear the conversation. "Good evening, Doctor Jonas," Nurse Naomi greeted. "Good evening, Nurse Naomi. I wanted to ask you something," Tristan said. "Oh yes, please, Doctor Tristan." "That show you were watching earlier, the celebrity outing, was it live?" "Yes, yes, Doctor Tristan, it was live. But it's over now because the celebrity is on a plane." "Which TV channel was it on?" Trevor asked, interrupting. "Uh, it's a new TV channel, sir," Nurse Naomi replied nervously. "I think it's only been around for the past six months, and those celebrity vlogs are their mainstay. It's called the 81er

I clicked on my lighter, but nothing happened. “Here,” and a flame appeared from my right. I leaned in, pulling on my cigarette to get it going. I looked further up the arm, and there stood a young man, probably a little older than me but not a lot. He had a buzzcut, something that looked like he did it himself, with impeccable green eyes. “Don’t mind Ed,” he said, a small smile playing on his lips. “He was born that way, and we can’t seem to change it.” His accent was so thick, I had to concentrate a little to understand what he said. “I’m Liam,” he ended, holding out his hand.

Too many eyes. Later, after the cake, more music. More laughter. But in the ideal night, something stirred. A whisper carried on the air. An appearance—one which didn't belong with music or laughter. Behind heavy steel bars and dim fluorescent lights, removed from the reception, Brigs Carlston sat in the icy corner of his jail cell, staring blankly at the miniature TV mounted on the ceiling. Grainy and subdued, the screen flashed moments of joy: a smiling bride, a smiling groom, guests applauding, arms in victory. Lily James, crowned in white, hand-in-hand with his son.

"Male models? What's going on with you lately? First, you're trying to buy a bar, and now you're planning some kind of male model show?" Ron sounded equal parts floored and suspicious after I pitched my idea. "I'm just having fun. Can't you tell?" I replied, laughing to brush it off. But Ron wasn't buying it. He squinted at me, his detective mode fully activated. Whatever. I rolled my eyes and launched into my pitch. "Okay, so our company's doing that light and music festival soon, right? Why not go big with a live human light show? Imagine male greeters or models wearing LED-lit outfits—total showstopper vibes."

had sent her a friend request on i*******m. Light didn't give it much importance as she thought that it might be one of her classmates, so she accepted it as a friend. Before long, she opened her page and shared a picture of rain pouring outside with the caption — "Stalker much?" Edge’s scent was always similar to this rain so she found it fitting. She couldn’t post his picture directly, obviously so this was her way. Anna, who was playing on her phone, immediately saw it and called Light. The music was loud in the party so there was a very slim chance of other people hearing her conversation. Light found a corner to lean against a pillar before picking up the call.

Herandra raved and cried to the light gods for aid, seeing as she was unable to act as he had won the duel far and square, but the decree came straight from illumino telling her to ‘hold fast for the son of light’. Detok bit his lip in frustration, how could he had been so blind to what had been literally staring him in the face all these while?, jason Alecto elixtu was obviously the son of light, anointed by illumino and chosen by aether to be the tip of the spear in the light gods’ weapon of battle against the dark pantheon, and the most infuriating aspect of it all was, the dark pantheon was limited in what they could do, they had played their hand in the wave of surprise attack they took

The warmth of his skin burned my system, making me feel alive. “We're not riding your monster of a bike?” I asked when we began to walk. He shook his head and glanced at my direction. “It's just you and me tonight.” And that was enough to say that I was captivated by him. I barely know him yet he managed to sweep me off of my feet. We enjoyed the cool breeze of the night and the simple conversation we had along the way. Unlike the other two clubs I've been in the previous nights, this one was not loud and jampacked. The purple neon lights read Sphere and there was no long line of people waiting to have their turn inside. True to his words, we'll definitely have the night to ourselves.

Meghan laughed and sent her a gleaming look of amusement from below her artfully darkened copper lashes. “Oh, darling, you’re being so boring… I know everything... I know this is all a masquerade orchestrated by Chris. How much is he paying you, little girl? If you’re good and walk out of here without making too much noise, I’ll double it! I’ll even help you get on the next plane to London.” “Like I just said, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Lara replied, this time in a more determined tone, looking the red-head straight in her green eyes.

Until Chief Police decided to put on a live press conference where a bunch of journalists were finally able to ask anything about deadly show related events, including Detective Kathy’s lost twin sister, Katherine. “Good morning to all of you. I am aware that every one of you is familiar with the on-going deadly show titled "The Reality Show", where everyone competes against each other until someone dies with an exchange of thirty million dollars. " Chef Police stated his opening remark as he was surrounded by a bunch of police officers and an audience of journalists and cameramen. The detectives, Kathy and Jeff, sat behind the Police Chief as they listened carefully to the press conference.

I waited for a response but obviously, the mystery guy never answered me so why this ball of light would. "I know you are. Are you an angel?" I said but obviously, there was gonna be an answer. "How do you always know when I need someone around? In dreams and reality? This is a dream right?" "Of course it is. It has to be, cause I can't see light in real life, for shit" I spoke and suddenly the light started to fade away. "Hey don't go just right now..." but it faded and I was there lying on the hard floor but the temperature was normal again. I closed my eyes and think of the ball again.