Intrigue Live Stream Novels & Stories

“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…"

Lorelei scolded while pointing at Lucille. Like fireworks, Lorelei's words exploded in Sabrina's mind, as well as everyone else's in the Johnson residence. "W-What did you say, Lorelei?" Sabrina asked in disbelief. "This bitch, Lucille, has been live streaming. Everything that happened earlier was broadcast online. There are already several hundred thousand viewers in this bitch's livestream!" Lorelei explained. Lorelei constantly calling Lucille a "bitch" immediately infuriated the viewers, causing them to swarm the live chat.

Something else was taking its place. He was starting to believe me. I could see the doubt creeping in behind his eyes. Influencers crowded behind us, peeking in through the doorway. Their faces were shocked. Some of them had their hands over their mouths. The live chat went absolutely crazy. @ChicagoRealTalk: wait wait wait... is this for real? someone tell me this is a prank @WindyCityWatcher: no way. NO WAY. that's his WIFE and his UNCLE??? @SouthSideSally: this is the best stream I've ever watched. I'm not sleeping tonight. I don't care what time it is

“I know the man behind that institute. Ryder Mills, the most notorious profiteer in Norton City. He’ll do anything to get what he wants. I seriously doubt someone like him could pull off real innovation.” “The broadcast will be live globally. I’m definitely tuning in.” At that, Stellar raised an eyebrow. It was Redline Research Institute again. That foreign tycoon really was like a shadow that wouldn’t go away. “What livestream? Let me have a look too,” she said, stepping closer and suggesting they all take a break to watch together. Everyone agreed. It would be interesting to see how international labs compared to their own. As the hour arrived, the projector in the lab was switched on, and

Haylee finds me at the kitchen island as two bartenders shake martinis in tandem and the room vibrates on my favorite bassline. She’s poured into a scarlet dress that looks amazing. iPad in one hand, bubbles in the other. “No media within the perimeter,” she reports. “Two lifestyle photographers inside. We are live streaming all the good bits.” “Perfect. Now stop working and let’s dance.” “Lastly… Security has turned away six ambitious nobodies, two ex-boyfriends of somebody, and a woman who said she was your spiritual advisor.” “Interesting,” I say. “Original. No Hale connections trying to infiltrate?”

Having had his fill of fun, Thomas stepped onto the stage and spoke into the mic, “Ladies and gentlemen, now that everyone has gathered here, I would like to make an announcement. “In three days, Stellar Jewelers will be hosting an online global livestream in this same venue, where we will do live lapidary of up to a thousand pieces of rough stones!

Iris Night fell and the minutes were ticking towards the scheduled livestream. My head had cleared but the weariness, paired with my last minute activities drained me. Tonight, I just needed to get this over with. Taking a deep breath, I secured the lace mask and laid down on my side seductively before pressing the button. The Livestream began and people began lining in with comments. “Hello,” I began in a husky tone, “Have you been waiting long? Your Muse missed you too.”

"Jacob, aren't you trying to pursue me? If you won't even buy me something this cheap, then how can you say you like me?" The chat actually froze for a couple of seconds, like everyone was too stunned to type. Then it came back even crazier than before. "Wait, was that Carol's voice just now?" "That recording has to be fake, right? What's actually going on?" Within seconds, the livestream's viewership shot past 100 thousand people. I smiled calmly at the camera. "Today, I'll show you all how to take down a gold digger."