Date A Live Plot Novels & Stories

Seth said, rushing over to my side. "Maybe he's trying to make a big announcement. I just can't wait for it!" I said, rubbing my both palms together. "Kessler, I have a bad feeling about this whole live thing," Seth said. "Let's focus on life and discuss your bad feelings later," I said. I sat down on my swivel chair, patiently waiting for the live streaming to start. Immediately, it clicked two hours, just like Alpha Lucian had said, and the live video started.

He wanted to know the exact time and duration of the live stream because he feared it might clash with his child's birthday. Life, however, had a funny way of affirming Murphy's Law for him: if something can go wrong, it will. With a sigh, Alex closed the document without reading further. NexRealm Studios wanted to take advantage of the New Year holiday traffic. However, worried that people would be busy celebrating on the night of December 31st and wouldn't tune in, they scheduled the stream for December 30th, which was a Saturday.

ALL. And there, behind the door with drapes drawn to prevent the incurs of the sun during the day- Just like a vamp will do, a small, portable plasma TV hung to the thinned walls, a stein with red, small cheap wine filled the air and a few inches from the cold dark walls, the soft thud of her heart reminded her that she was living as she lay on her single bed, curled up from the world outside and only peeking to know what was going out there through her TV. Life hadn't been always bad, in fact, it looked like it'd stored up the bad moments like filling up a trash bag only to let all the scum out at once.

“Too late, human mate. The feed goes live in ten minutes. I do not want revenge. I want the world to see what your alpha really is. And I want the money that comes with it. Say goodbye to your secrets.” Zara showed Damien the screen. The bond flared with cold rage. They were still blocks away. The live stream timer on Cross’s dark web channel had already started counting down. Nine minutes remained. And somewhere in that penthouse a camera was already rolling on an empty chair, waiting for the alpha to appear or the world to change forever.

Sandra's hand shook as she pointed at Queenie's urn and photo. "What… what is that?" "Xavier, are you insane? Just to fight with me, you'd curse our daughter to be dead?" I took the death certificate from under the urn and shoved it in her face. "Open your eyes and read each word. Look at it and tell me what it says!" She took the paper with trembling hands, her eyes scanning Queenie's name and the time of death written in stark black and white.

This place is a madhouse, complete with minute-by-minute coverage broadcast around the world. Unable to listen anymore about the happy couple, I turned off the television. It doesn’t matter. I’m sure I will be able to catch it later. There’s no doubt that the live coverage will be going on for days, and after that, it will all be available on cable TV and YouTube.

Richard teased slightly, and they giggled. "What are you guys watching?" he said as he leaned back on the counter. "A movie premiering in China?" one said with a bright smile. "I see, I see. So, will you get to watch it, or they will make it available at the theatre after it goes live?" Richard asked curiously. "Yes Sir, It will go live on the 5th of this month," one replied. "Just in 5 days? That’s cool. At least your suspense won’t be that long," Richard said as he took a seat.

It was none other than her old phone. With a gentle touch, she cautiously unlocked the phone, and her eyes fell upon the date. Once again, her eyes widened, as if in a never-ending cycle of surprise. “Today is March 24, 2021! Oh’ God!” Once more, she exclaimed. Livia is sure that it was March 25, 2023, when she closed her eyes. As her heart raced and her thoughts vanished, she realized the truth of the situation. She was unable to fathom the events unfolding in her own life.

Grandpa uttered as he chased for air from laughing too hard. “Even lizards got attracted to me.” Tim replied causing me to gave him a disgusted look. After some minute, Miss Mia turned the television on to fill the silence of the plain room . All of us are all eyes on the screen, watching the boring news. Just the weather for tomorrow, the upcoming election, and life of celebrities. “They should add different channels.” Tim uttered and yawned. Miss Mia turned the television off and then sat down by the sofa. “ I agree with you, kid.”

How ironic. "Was it good?" I bite back a smile. Jimmy's a good kisser. An expert. I bob my head and she squeals. I turn my gaze away and focus on connecting the iPad with my streaming subscription. I need to catch up on the latest episode of the Witcher. Geralt is that bitch. "So, did he ask you out yet?" I choke on a laugh. "No, he didn't. We went on one date. He would not pop the question."