Gossip Quotes Novels & Stories

Gossip needn't be false to be evil – there's a lot of truth that shouldn't be passed around. Especially when they're so juice. We can't help but share them ;) Call it apathy, greed, call it selfishness, curiosity but wouldn't want to hear or read about the latest about our beloved socialites?

Everyone, keep your eyes glued to my page, I will be returning with more gist as soon as I hear back from my update plug. It wasn't even up to five minutes after 'Scandalous Gossip Blog' made that post that it got over two thousand likes and over a thousand comments. I*******m started blowing up as the post generated more than enough attention at a time. It caused a lot of traffic to the point that the gossip blog's page broke down all thanks to the many people trying to comment at the same time. Gerald had a lot of enemies, so they were bound to rejoice over whatever was happening to him.

"Glad to hear you're busy though. I had heard your business wasn't doing well." Rhychard was about to take another swig of coffee when he paused and glanced at Miles, his eyebrows raised. "Word gets around. I thought gossip was a sin." Actually, gossiping was the nation's real pastime; everyone just liked to say it was baseball. People often joked that religious people didn't gossip, they just shared "prayer requests". Rhychard was sure he had been the subject of several prayer requests being passed throughout the church.

“Good thing gossip doesn’t last long.” But I wasn’t sure if I believed it.

“I can just send the pictures directly to your DM.” I yanked his phone from him for the second time today. “Posted,” I said to him. “Naughty girl." he bopped my nose with his fingers. “Well, you can't do without this naughty girl.” I laughed. “I am very happy that we are back together as friends.” “I am happy too. Let us gist. I am bored." “Gossiper!” “It is not gossip. it is gisting. They are two different things.” I hissed. He laughed. God! He looks very handsome when he laughs. I took a moment to register how he looks when laughing in my mind.

Then he sipped his lips with a bad smile and said faintly, "Then he won't return." "Ah? No, no, no." Recalling the last time a female classmate came home late, the contents of informed criticism were printed into A4 paper size and posted all over the campus. Later, the whole school knew the female classmate and said everything. The so-called "all talk about money, and all the bones are destroyed". Gossip can tell the dead. Since Gu Shengrui went to school to make trouble once last time, her gossip has been a lot, which is very bad, and she doesn't stay at night... then she really doesn't have to live.

Everyone was gathering around to gossip in front of the computer. From afar, she heard someone saying, “Oh my god! We’ve trusted the wrong person! How unexpected!”

I said, ignoring her question. Selene snorted. “ Girl, Ashford Gossip Pot posted your kiss from four different angles. You are basically celebrity gossip. I am jealous honestly.” I groaned, looking around the classroom. I noticed she was right. Worst part? Raid hadn't stopped texting me. The psychopath sent me five messages this morning. Not that I was counting. Psycho - Good morning sweet cheeks Psycho - Slept well? Psycho - Damn, I bet you look cute with bed hair

he whispers in my ear. "I'm just filling the girls in on last night," I inform him. “Damn, girls love gossiping about stuff like that." "They do, especially with their best friends." “Are you feeling nervous?" Gage asks me as we watch the women surf. “God, yes. What if I embarrass myself?"

I let out a frustrating sigh while standing on my bedroom balcony, sipping my early coffee. I could see a few neighborhood gossipers running along the street, immediately whispering among themselves the moment they spotted my beautiful self. I simply smiled at them, even though I badly wanted to pour hot coffee over their heads. They never really stop gossiping, especially when the topic is us widowed friends. The gossip only intensified when one of our friends moved away. What’s so interesting about a group of friends who simply want to live quietly after losing their husbands? I’m sure they’re just insecure because we’re beautiful, like goddesses!