Celebrity Video Messages Novels & Stories

Unknown: "For you to enjoy while you think of me." He attached a video that I thought had been one more of my craziest dreams, but no, it was completely real, and the video was proof of it. In the end, he put a link that redirected me to his OnlyFans page and a last message that said, “Thanks for helping me."

on the post. As if that casual, indifferent action could somehow hide the devastation roiling inside me. But before I could even gather my thoughts, my phone chimed with a ding. A new message popped up—it was from Jennifer. Confused, I opened it. It was a video. And there, clear as day on the screen, was Mike’s familiar yet increasingly unfamiliar handsome face. The timestamp showed it was from shortly after he returned to the country. In the video, a friend teased, “Mike, what do you think is the happiest thing in life?”

"Why the hell is someone sending me a video? Boring." A second message popped up from another contact—this time, with a comment. [Michael, congrats! You're an internet sensation now. I downloaded your masterpiece and saved it for future viewing. Gonna enjoy it every now and then!] Michael's annoyance spiked. The message was from a guy in his social circle—one notorious for his disturbing, degenerate taste in videos. Michael always found his content repulsive. He mumbled, "My masterpiece? What the hell is he talking about?"

I raised my voice a few notes in, “What the actual fuck, Aquila?” Shooting of bullets were heard from the other end as Aquila ended the call, “Oh before I forget, I am sending you some videos. Watch ‘em close, very very close.” As soon as the call ended, Esmé’s phone received six unread messages with video clips in them. She opened them. The first three messages read as follows: “Yo, nice to know you…” “To prepare your grand welcome…” “Here are your surprises.” Last three were video clips. In the first video, Aquila was saying, “Good old man, look at the camera. Say cheese.”

“Our subscribers instantly hit one million after the show. “ I heard Katrina say to Grayson over the phone. All four of them were on a video conference call. I was in the kitchen trying to wash our plates after dinner. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but I could hear their conversations. My heart felt full as they all talked about it, even my own personal social media accounts have been blowing up since then. My followers instantly hit two hundred thousand, and I’ve been getting a whole lot of encouraging comments. This is a really huge platform for me. My phone beeped in my pocket signaling the arrival of a new message, I dipped my hands inside the pocket of my apron and took out my phone. It wa

Vincent didn’t trust her one bit. Taking out his phone from the pocket of his jeans, he tapped through the app and scrolled down the notifications. And there it was. A new video posted by Claire Berkeley. It had already been shared a few million times. Vince couldn’t hide his surprise as he skimmed through the messages. Only a handful of people were criticizing him now. He went through the messages. No hate messages there either, not since this morning at least. No one was attacking him for being like his bastard father.

Giggle. In a few minutes the videos were marked in both contacts as I waited patiently for them to watch the video I sent view once to them for over fifteen minutes. I used a caption for Mr Lincoln. ‘I DARE YOU TO POST THIS ONE ‘ With a smiley grin attached to it. While I used to Gerald.. ‘GOT A DILDO SINCE YOU AIN'T HERE’ At almost the same time the two contacts signified typing and I relaxed my head on my pillow to know what the both of them would send.

Messages from Damien, Carl, Livia, his production team and a few directors. “Happy Birthday, Asher!” “Wishing you the best year ahead!” “Stay blessed, superstar!” His social media notifications were exploding too, fans from across the world flooding his posts with edits, collages, heartfelt paragraphs about how he inspired them, how they were proud of him, how they were waiting for his next film. A small, genuine smile curved on his lips.

The comments: “Celebrities are humans too 😢” “Whoever posted that video is evil” “I wonder what Kai did to her” “She looks sick” “No dancing videos today?😂” “You’ll be fine dear” “Who’s team Elara here? I am” “#CelebritiesHaveFeelings” “You’ll get through this honey” “You should have thought about your mental health when you fucked that man”

I opened my music app, hoping to find something relaxing to help me sleep but I noticed several unread private messages sent to me from email. From: Ava [ Claudia, I heard the news! Is it really true that you already resigned? What happened? Are you okay? You didn't tell me anything. I should've help you with your problem. Please, reply to me.] So they were from Ava, my only closest workmates. She seemed shocked by my sudden resignation. Her message was full of concern, asking if everything was okay and if there was anything she could do to help. Just as I was trying to figure out how to reply, another message from her came in, it was a video file this time and it came with a note.