Idol Novels & Stories

She didn’t expect much that her idol would reply her message. She had sent a letter to Akaito once. Yes, the famous idol from the Singing Hall, one of the many prodigies from the Fujii clan. She had never gotten a reply from the famous red haired idol, and she was fine with it. That was what she was going to do with Jai. But after the recent hubbubs, she couldn’t help but become worried for the thunder elemer.

But the vileness of the Enders speaks nothing like normal evil. The Ender who caused the strongest power users of Kósmima to turn to the weakest power users was none other than Irina Addams. She was a nobody in the world, but because of the item she made that nobody believed in was possible to make, she was known as the destroyer of powers. A title that she deserved to be known as, as she was ruthless and merciless. And because of that, the five men who came in determination to destroy, came back home to Kósmima with weak powers and horror filled-thoughts.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

"So the inner circle of the Idols has finally made their appearance. Just as the name implies, the Idol clique consists of nothing but idols, but those of the inner circle stand in a completely different league than the regular members.” “Youthful, highly gifted, talented, and treasured by their talent agencies as golden eggs. Despite being labeled as rookies who debuted in the entertainment world not too long ago, each one has millions of devoted fans. Since the year they debuted, they have ranked in the top ten of their field." The girl finished her serious explanation with a starry-eyed squeal

I say, and then I feel it the air crackles between us something raw, Something dangerous and Something inevitable suddenly dawns on me… Fuck! All this would never be enough, hitting boys who came close to her or threatening them, I need a final brand that people will fear and respect. Something permanent if I truly want to stake my claim. if I want her to belong to me in a way that even the gods would recognize. I need a mark that cuts deeper than flesh. A name that carries weight, that forces the world to acknowledge what everyone else only whispers. And that mark… that name… is mine to give.

Then he suddenly dropped his weapon, trembling as he bowed down to the ground, and the others followed. “Our goddess, please forgive our rudeness. We were fools; we couldn't recognize you. My name is Icarus, the Alpha of the Winged Horse Tribe,” he pleaded. “Recognize my foot! You just called me an 'ill-fated goddess',” I mumbled. Macan laughed hysterically while the others looked confused at my remark. “Please forgive me, my dear goddess. I was a fool,” he shouted as he kowtowed on the ground a few times.

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He laughed, damn I never knew that Venom was that rich to own a private jet, I was tempted to asked him what Venom does for a living but then he was making a call with one hand and driving with the other hand so I do not want to disturb him “Now I remember you never talked to me about your school?’’ “My school?” He asked with a smirk and I nodded “I don't think that's important, what song would you like to listen to?” “Yoo! You need to listen to this Indian song that just came out, my favorite Kpop idol in Enhypen made a dance trend with it” “Fuck, I've forgotten you're so obsessed with Korean idols” He smiled “Just like you're

I feel invincible. Then the realization slams into me like a wave, and the grin slips right off my face. No. I stumble back, my heart racing for an entirely different reason now. This kind of power can only mean one thing. I rub my face with both hands, trying to scrub away the thought, but it’s lodged there now. I’m her One. I close my eyes, groaning. Of all the women in Haebradia, it has to be her? I let out a humorless laugh, pacing back and forth in the garden.