Fandom Ad Novels & Stories

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I could sense the anticipation in the air, the excitement of a major announcement about to be made. I flipped the pages in the file Xavier handed me and reaching the required content, I raised my eyes and glanced back at the people waiting to hear the points from me. Leaning a bit, I held the neck of the mic. My gaze fixated on the cameras on the roll. I continued, “So, as you know by now, Adams Corps will be singing a mega collaboration with Brown Corporations, ending our professional rivalry of a decade,” I announced, already knowing that this news was going to be a massive hot topic of the business fraternity for days now.

“The prize can be an endorsement as the official face of the brand or campaign, depending on the clients. As a bonus, their fandom will continue favouring the brand.” A beat passed. “Competition drives urgency,” I added. “Fandoms become marketing machines. The brand doesn’t just get visibility. It makes a measurable profit.” Theodore stared at me for a long moment like he couldn’t believe what he heard Then he started clapping. Once. Twice. Slowly. The sound echoed through the room and suddenly everyone joined in. Applause filled the space, genuine this time. Warmth filled my chest, and I could finally release a breath I had been holding in.

“Thank you for your business. Please come again next time.” Etan was dumbstruck. She even treated him as her client. This was not a bad thing though. At least there was no string attached. … Anne had gone to see Mrs. Mann and even talked to Etan, but she still could not get the endorsement of Dreamcraft back. The gaming division offered her the endorsement of another idol raising game called Girl Idols Season, which was a popular girl game in the past two years, as compensation for Anne. Even then, it still could not quench Anne’s flame of anger.

One thing he learned about being famous online is that it’s easy to disregard people, they won’t bug you if you don’t let them. The developer on the screen continued, “Private chats are classified into three tabs: Requests, Chatmates, and Blocked. Requests are those you’ve never replied to, Chatmates are those you’ve replied to, and Blocked are those you would never want to reply to again. Right girls?” The women inside the mall cheered loud this time.

She said with a smile. “Fane doesn’t have much money with him. The most he has is seven to eight million and the advertisement should have taken him at least two to three million. Hence, he’s only left with five to six million. He wouldn’t be able to do anything extravagant. An advertisement is actually a boastful act. He doesn’t have other disadvantages apart from liking to boast.”

All will be revealed soon. #TeamBen or #TeamAdam Thanks for reading and for your comments, reviews, and gems. You guys are amazing!!! Love always Helen S x

Technically, I am doing this for the good of my boss and the company. After convincing myself that stalking someone during office hours is a work need, I guiltily switch to incognito mode and key in Ava’s name. There are a few searches that pop up for Ava Redmond, none of which have anything to do with the woman I just saw. I’m pretty sure I have seen her face somewhere before; the lack of results doesn’t make sense. I’m about to close the window and return to work when I remember she is adopted.

And his fanclub will help me with that. As a celebrity, I am very familiar with the concept of fanclubs and groupies. No matter how amazing or how talented you are, if the public doesn't adore you, you won't make it in this business. I owe my fame and success to the people who have shown me their unwavering support. I swear, you can't find a more loyal or enthusiastic group of people. And shepherding this faithful congregation is a very special young elf named Sirel Healey.

Fenella’s POV ‘She was such a mess!’ ‘What was Mallory thinking when she approved an ad like that?’ ‘I thought the ad was pretty funny and creative.’ ‘She and her friends and her models should have died and gone to hell!’ I sighed as I read the comments on Mallory West's official social media page. The internet was still buzzing with arguments about the ad that was released yesterday for the HIV/AIDS prevention campaign. Driven by intense curiosity, I finally opened my own social media page.