Intrigue Live Stream Novels & Stories

He pressed messy kisses against Adrian’s neck while Adrian rubbed soothing circles against his back. The entire club was stunned. Everyone stared at the three of them in disbelief as realization finally creeped into their head. “Oh my God…” someone whispered. “They’re all together?” “No fucking way.” “What the hell…” The girl holding the livestream looked completely disgusted. “This is sick,” she spat. But the livestream had already exploded beyond control. The views climbed crazily within minutes. One million. And still rising. Maria glanced around at all of them, her chest rising with anger and adrenaline.

"Don't bother coming out in the middle of the night, everyone. I've got plenty of bodyguards with me. It's hard to say who would end up getting hurt." As soon as the words left my lips, several viewers who had only been raging in the chat actually headed out. Some even announced in the livestream, swearing I wouldn't live to see tomorrow's sunrise and promising to make me pay on camera. As I watched the viewer count surge toward a million, a flicker of satisfaction rose in my chest. Before I could engage with the crowd any further, a blinding beam of light landed on me. The people arriving to confront me were faster than expected. It was almost as if it had been planned.

After watching for a little while more, she exited Alex’s live stream and returned to the homepage. As soon as she returned to her homepage, she found that all the Team QPG’s members had now started their live streams. Their names were all on the recommendation column. Buzz buzz buzz… Just as she was about to click on one of their live streams, her phone vibrated. Very soon, a news headline popped up on her screen.

[Forensic science?] A series of question marks popped up in the live stream chat room. Helma did not linger on this topic for too long. Then, a string of gift emoticons floated on the screen. [Guller presented 999 meteor roses to Steady Hemmy.] For as long as Helma's live stream had been going on, this user name account, Guller, had become the number one user in the live stream. Then, Ordinary Life in second place, and Little Witch Ran in third place, appeared. All the gifts surged.

It eventually got the better of him, causing him to throw up everything in his stomach. Madison's cloying voice kept going. "What's wrong, babe? You're alone in Imperia. You'd break my heart if you don't take care of yourself. Time, distance, qualifications… All of those things don't matter if our hearts are one. I'll always be waiting for you." Shawn jerked his head up and roared into the phone, "Get the fuck away from me and die, you filthy slut!" Then, he hung up. A big wave of viewers flooded the livestream during its last few moments. Plenty of them recorded the scene, edited it, and posted it all over the Internet. The whole livestreaming site nearly crashed.

I asked He took his seat and we all stared at the TV with so much focus, the show came back on after the advertisement and when the interviewer spoke, I felt so pained. "We are back and now it's time to add someone new to the show," he said "Please I would love to know how many people are currently watching this show on I*******m, we are streaming live, aren't we?" she asked "Yes, we are and we have about 2.4million viewers at this point, seems America as a whole is interested in this show," the interviewer said "It's so sad that you have suffered greatly from misunderstanding and it's sad too, knowing that the perpetrator is out there, living comfortably. I never expected the son of my busi

"Live-stream? You're out of your damn minds. I'm about to kill someone, and you think this is a show?" The man's face turned red, but he stood his ground. "Sir, there are a lot of big names in Chetvine offering serious money for a live broadcast. Our company also has powerful backers. All you need to do is fight; we're only here to stream it. It won't bother you." Conrad's patience snapped; he was about to tell them to get the hell out or throw them out himself when Andrew grinned and waved them over. "Hey, guys, come here."

My world fell apart over an encrypted link from the dark web. My husband, Don Marcello, was there on our marriage bed, pounding into another woman. All the top bosses in North America were watching. He held her in his arms, laughing about me. His fragile, naive little trophy wife who could never leave him. Even the live chat was a stream of insults. Calling me the useless wife who couldn't even get her husband into bed. But the worst part? The way he acted when I found out. He grabbed my chin. Told me the whole disgusting betrayal was just "an act to keep our allies happy." He even let his mistress brag about it to every socialite in the city. My humiliation became their afternoon entertain

The lure of money sent the crowd into a frenzy. A full-blown buying spree erupted, and even the livestream viewers voiced their envy at not being able to try the drug themselves. [I've never seen a corporation with this much flair!] [God, it's like a reality show. "TAKE MY MONEY!"] [Why aren't I in Astergrad right now?! Dammit!] The host of the official livestream glanced at Jeanine, startled, but she only smiled and kept the event moving.