Celebrity Light Novels & Stories

She had no idea that he could be so domineering. Suddenly, all of her classmates began to cheer, and she turned around to see what all of the commotions were about. On the opposite side of the room, her peers had formed a circle around Judy and Chris, and Judy looked prouder than she’d ever seen her. Her chest was puffed out, and she looked like she was on top of the world. Judy was smiling. “You guys are too kind,” she said. “Louis also belongs to Starlight Entertainment, which is subordinate to the Brilliant Group. The company has signed up a lot of superstars. If you tell me who you like, I’ll get you their autographed photographs.”

If this continues, how can he depend on this son in the future? Outside, public opinion has not stopped whispering because the dream prince of many girls has a fiance. There are many noble houses who want to marry their daughter to Lam Dinh Quan and regret. At the same time, there are many rumors that this is just a play written by the young lady of the Tran family to get Lam Dinh Quan's attention. This line of opinion has received a lot of support. In short, the ladies all hoped that the rumors were fake, so that they would have a chance to fantasize about that man. However, at exactly 11 a.m, the official network account of Starlight Corporation posted an article to confirm the rumors were

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

Camden Reyes and Knoxx Javellana, both first class police officers nodded and saluted as they went towards their assigned posts. Every year, the City of Light holds an annual Auction Party at the Sugoi Coliseum, but this is the first time that a certain Ahmya Yamato will be attending. The Yamatos are widely classified as Dark-Cored Yozas, but since it's an auction and the Yamatos are an extremely wealthy family that managed to keep their wealth throughout the years, she had been allowed to come. Police Officers have been dispatched at the party to make sure that this isn't just some plan to start a war.

Lalaine was shocked when she found Stella laying on the floor, the moon light illuminates her like flittering lights in the night. The crystal orbs surrounds her, slowly lifting her from the ground. She immediately called out Nana, Aeriol, Nathaniel, and Lynx. Aeriol immediately pull out Stella from the illuminating light and lay her to bed. Nathaniel and Lynx looks out the window and saw a beautiful red rose. As if the moon light blessing it. The more light it absorb, the radiant the color gets. Lynx trails back to Leis last words.

“When I’ve your arms around me. I know if you’re with me, nothing can trouble me.” “I love you Dara!” “I love you too Wade.” she got him out of hold and asked, “You know what they say, only a vampire can love you forever.” “Lucky you.” Wade chuckled. “Wade I’ve heard and seen in movies too that vampires burn in day light but when I see you, you’re okay in the light, how?”

When we entered there, as usual distracted, they were whispering, smiling, someone was laughing, someone was shaking, and the worst was someone taking a picture. “Can I still have a picture, Big Brother? What's your name? Maybe you're a famous cosplayer?” asked a woman who looked like she was still in junior high school. Grant just laughed and handed me the woman's phone to take a photo of them. After two clicks, I gave it to the woman. The woman stared at Grant once again, “Big Brother, are you an actress or a model? You look like someone, Grant Velasquez?” she asked, so I immediately looked at Grant, he recognised.

The lights were too bright. Celeste had been under them all her life, but today, today, they didn’t feel like applause. More like a damn interrogation. She sat across from Marla Kinsley, host of StudioTruth LIVE, one of the most-watched interview shows in the country. She’d agreed to this appearance days ago, before the trailer dropped, before the internet tilted in her favor. Before she knew Veronica still had venom left in her fangs. Marla smiled, the camera-friendly kind that didn't reach the eyes.

A nightclub. The music is deep, controlled, and vibrating. One that doesn’t just serve the ears but vibrates in your chest and bones. The lights are deliberately low, LED strips embedded in floors, walls, and bar edges. Spotlights never fully illuminate faces, like it’s screaming, “your secrets are safe with me.” I look around, spotting a couple of familiar faces I’ve seen on TV. These are celebrities, models, executives, etc. Everybody looked dressed for perfection. My pair of trousers and tank top give me away.

As speculations swirled regarding why an emerging stylist garnered such exceptional treatment from a prestigious luxury brand like Light, the company made an official announcement. “We express our gratitude to everyone involved for the flawless success of our show! A special acknowledgment to Miss Renee Hudson, a gifted stylist and a benevolent friend who lent her valuable assistance to Light! It has been an honor to collaborate with Renee!" Their appreciation was quite grand. Furthermore, Light's CEO, in an interview, explicitly mentioned that Renee could approach Light for any high fashion requirements in the future. This implied that Renee enjoyed unparalleled privileges, allowing her to