Falling For Superstar Novels & Stories

“My boyfriend doesn't want me to go near around other guys and I hope you understand that." He chuckles dryly, “Can’t a man and a woman be friends?” “You can be friends to other women.” I answered sarcastically. "Why, superstar has trust issues?” He jokes. “It isn’t about trust.” I responded. “Then what is superstar’s issue?” I turn to him “There is no issue. And can you please call him by his name? It’s Milo. You sound so sarcastic to be honest.” “I am not being sarcastic. You got it all wrong.” He answers jokingly.

Filmy style se jab usne dil pe autograph diya. Daye na baye na dekha mujko hai dil ka rose diya. Ho gaye charche 16 huzzar Photo chup gai in akhbar Jo bhi chae kuch bhi soche Krungi pyaaar... Mere sainyan superstar Mere sainya superstar Mai fan hui unki mere sainya superstar. She pulled me on stage and then make me dance with her on the song. I tried to match with her steps while looking at her and dance with all my heart.

I didn't know why but out of all the boys in school, my heart decided to fall for The Decadence of The Fallen's "Ice Prince" and lead vocalist. A nobody falling for the most popular boy in school had to be the greatest cliché of the century. A sort of cosmic joke that the universe decided to play on a mere mortal like me. And everyone in the whole universe seems to be laughing but me...

I have fallen enough to fall again for Lucian's act I can only play along for what I need to achieve And being a free woman can really come in handy

Now that he has become a star, a superstar; his pride and egoistic nature has expanded. He frowned at me. I griped, “You think, a forceful and uncalled for action will make me crawl back to you? That I will lap up the offer because what? You are rich now? That I will feel as if I am on cloud nine because Hollywood’s no.1 superstar is bestowing his attention on me?” His lips tugged up slightly. “So, you still keep updates about my life”, he concluded cockily. I gaped at him. Did the guy not hear anything else I just said? How can someone be so eccentric?

I felt conflicted as I tried not to text him back, my hands clicked away on the keypad wanting to tell him where I was when the TV came up showing his engagement with a young heiress. His smile was so wide that I clenched on the phone. Thorns pierced through my heart, wriggling it in until I slammed the phone against the TV, making sure it had a dent on his face. My hands slipped on my stomach when it ached. He had never smiled at me that way, he had …my eyes went dim when I felt a trickle down my leg and a shriek raced out of my lips as I dropped to the ground, darkness enclosing me.

My body slumped sideways out of my wheelchair. I thought I would land on the floor until it never happened. I felt strong arms securing me from falling, the grip was so firm that I was really steadied. ‘Elara!’ The voice was rough and really familiar. Adrian. He looked like he’d run here. Like he’d been searching for me. “What happened to her?” Adrian’s voice was very sharp. “She insisted on leaving,” the nurse stammered. “She hasn’t recovered—she shouldn’t be standing, let alone walking”

“It is my choice to marry her, my decision. The only thing left for you to do is make sure that you respect my decision and dont talk to her like she is some kind of pest you would want to swat. Now, if you would excuse me.” Roman took my hand, about to walk away, when he paused, looking up the stairs. I turned to see what had caught his attention, and it wasnt something I would love to see, not any time soon. It was a lady standing by the rails with a heartbroken look on her face. But this wasnt just any lady, it was Lily Atero, the city’s princess. Her father was one of the biggest diamond moguls on the continent, and not only that, she was ranked the most beautiful lady in the world nine

“It's too late. It's too late for me.” “Fine! Fine!” Vincenzo yelled, his voice broken. “I'll do it! I'll make Antonio the next Don! I'll do whatever you want! Just please, don't jump! Please, Madonna! Don't jump!” “I…” Madonna was saying, her body leaning forward, when she let her hand slip from the railing and she fell into the river. Her phone fell to the ground, but the call was still connected. Vincenzo heard the gasps of the crowd, the horror in their voices, the sudden realization that she had jumped. “No!” Vincenzo yelled. “Madonna! No! No, I lost Stella! I can't lose you too!”

Alaina asked sarcastically, her head cocked to one side, her eyes narrowed darkly. “Let her go! Let her go!” Ten-year-old Tara’s voice echoed all around her, singing and laughing merrily. “Let her fall. Let her fall.” “I’m letting you go,” Alaina said. “So go and die.” Very slowly, Sakura watched in horror as Alaina unwrapped her hands. “No!” she screamed, watching Alaina as she slowly fell backward from the tree house, her small body flying down toward the ground as if she were falling from a cliff edge down to the angry sea below.