Intrigue Live Stream Novels & Stories

“Wow“ Janice gasps, clapping her hands. “You're bad. I like it“ Handing out her phone to Janice, Iris orders. “You'll hold my phone for me while I run the live. As for Kai— if you have any other thing you'd like to inform the public, the floor is yours“ “Would this work?“ I asked. Iris scoffed. “Please. I have 2 million followers across all social media platforms. It's going to work. Let's get rolling“ Janice takes hold of Iris phone, gets the camera rolling as she starts the live. Immediately, 1000 people tuned in. “Hey everyone“ She started. “I know this isn't my usual kind of stream but what I'm about to show you is important. I need you all to pay attention“ Comments began flooding in. V

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.

It wasn't until she got into Larissa's car that she smacked her thigh in triumph and exclaimed, "I remember now! That's the guy from LuminoLive! He tried to get me to join them last time, but I refused." LuminoLive was the only live-streaming platform that could rival StreamWave. The country's most popular anchors were predominantly on these two platforms. Seeing someone having a meal with Lana, it was obvious what it meant. However, it remained unclear whether LuminoLive was attempting to poach Lana or if Lana herself wanted to jump ship.

Anything excessively inappropriate would be continued on the second part of her live stream using a private link that she would drop for her audience. The IT manager anticipated a hike in her viewers on the private platform, so it was better to hook her stream up to the company’s resources for live streaming. The betting pools were only available for her users on her website, but the stream will be made available to all users on her website and members of Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation. The company was nice enough to create a generic account for her viewers who do not wish to register for a new account on someone else’s site. With the one-time-use password for the stream, her exclusi

“That's all for today guys,stay stunned for more hot topics,and guess which celebrity is going to be the topic of our next live show tomorrow,goodbye!” Blue Ice blew kisses. The media live stream went off. “This got to be a dream,”Kerry said dryly.

"Alright, get ready to start the live stream. Once the machine is ready, we'll begin right away." "No problem!" the three of them said in unison, clearly excited. Half an hour later, Miller Jewels' official Twitter account posted the announcement about the live stream and attached a link to it. The netizens, who'd been waiting for Yvonne's live stream, clicked on the link and quickly joined the live stream. The number of viewers spiked rapidly. However, as soon as they joined it, all they saw was a machine and some huge rocks on the grass.

"I can't wait for the comeback! The vicious Scarlett is done for!" I was slightly confused by the flood of comments. A comeback? I couldn't think of anything he could do to turn the tables around. Before I could dwell on it, my phone screen suddenly went black. When the live stream was abruptly cut off, I immediately realized that Tristan had someone hack the network. The next second, the freezer door was violently forced open before Tristan's weak voice came from the inside. "Help…"

The tires spun, leaving a trail of heat still visible on infrared. I pressed the split-off button, bringing my full face to the screen. “That concludes tonight’s broadcast. The full audit data, including real-time footage, will be submitted to the local authorities tomorrow morning. Thank you for keeping your eyes open.” I ended the live stream. Viewership had reached nearly two hundred thousand. Notifications flooded in. Within thirty minutes, the hashtags #SaintRochLive and #TruthOnCASSTalk were trending. Moments after the stream ended, my phone vibrated. A video call notification appeared.

Three police officers entered the living room, leaving everyone present and the netizens confused. Coincidentally, the livestream was cut short with the text, "The following scenes are unsuitable for streaming. This concludes the livestream." This sudden move left the netizens utterly bewildered, causing them to itch with curiosity. Back in the living room, one of the police officers scanned everyone with a solemn look before asking, "Is Ms. Sabrina Johnson here?" Sabrina's mind buzzed as she heard her name, and she remained silent.