Novelas y relatos de Limelight

Hundreds of mirrored panels scattered the glow, turning the hall into a prism of reflections. The Reporter’s face appeared, his voice loud with excitement. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! We’re coming to you live from the Golden Pearl Hotel, where the most anticipated event of the year, The Legacy Gala, is underway! And believe me, it’s unlike any other celebrity event you’ve seen before!” The camera zoomed in on the shimmering stage where technicians made final adjustments to a breathtaking mirrored archway. The Reporter grinned. “Tonight isn’t about fame or fortune. It’s about gratitude, about the mentors, parents, and silent heroes who shaped the stars we love. Every celebrity here h

****** AMELIA'S POV The concert lights were dazzling, flashing in sync with the beat as the crowd swayed to the music. Liam, Felix, and Hela sat together, each absorbed in the performance, though Felix seemed the most animated, tapping his foot and nodding along with the music. Ajax as he is popularly called was the one whose concert we were attending.

"You took a job making deliveries, and now you're working as a cleaner? Are you trying to piss me off? You, of all people, Celia?" Emma exclaimed, her voice so loud that it drew gazes from those around us. Even the lemon-flavored water in the glass she was holding shook a little.

“Well, she had mentioned that it was not one man, but three.” Elio’s eyes started to get dark out of anger. “My little girl!” “That’s why I didn’t tell you, but you know you cannot resist the mate bond. Anyway, she told me earlier that she was at Moonlit pack. The event is at Moonlit pack. The men are at Moonlit pack. You know what that means?”, Leonora looked at her husband expectantly, waiting for the penny to drop. “Oh shit.”, Elio whispered. “Yes. What is one of them is Griffin?”, Leonora stated.

I turned in Ruari’s arms, burying my face in his chest. “Put some fucking clothes on. I did not need to see that.” I hissed. “Please everyone wants to catch a glimpse of his fine ass.” Peadar replied. “Sorry but I need my sunglasses to see it. It is so blindingly while someone could go blind catching a glimpse of that.” I groaned.

His hair is dark and low. "Dear Shadow walkers," he says loudly. I stand frozen in the spot taking deep breaths as the place gets crowded with the dwellers coming of out their houses. My heartbeat has gotten faster as they stare at me. I look to the ground, trying to calm myself. "This is Alice," Gabriel announces, pointing at me. "Alice Lintle." A few persons gasp in shock while other whisper to one another. "Let's welcome her as one of hers," he adds staring at me. His blue eyes are piercing. "Come," he whispers, stretching his hand to take mine. I look around as I let him take my hand. His grip is gentle as he holds my wrist. "To greatness," he yells, raising my arm high. The crowd cheers

She leaned close to Calista's ear. "Back in Apthon, I heard that Luminary Lounge is the most luxurious and safest club that offers a variety of programs in Capeton. After seeing it for myself, it's better than the places I usually frequent." Calista was just about to reply when someone approached their table and stood still. They cast a shadow that completely enveloped her. She looked up to meet Lucian's cold and indifferent gaze. "Are you ignoring me?"

Melvin still walking behind them and repeatedly hitting his left palm with the ball pen in his right hand halted behind the bald man that asked the question. " You must be really curious" he said and smirked He took few steps away from him to stand behind Louisa, he leaned a bit lower; " miss ain't you curious, you seem too quiet " he said loud enough to be heard by the man sitting next to her. Still standing behind her he proceeded in giving his speech. "Ladies and gently men, I present to you the new face of Limelight entertainment industries" he said while pointing at the projector down the hall. The image of a young lady in her mid twenties popped on the s

~ Lumiére's POV ~ As Lumiére sat in the back of the long limousine, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The silence was deafening. Perhaps it was because Reagan had decided not to attend the Charity ball with him, leaving him with Middleton instead. Or maybe it was the fact that the spacious limousine was only occupied by four people, making the atmosphere feel eerie and disconnected. Lost in thought, Lumiére's eyes drifted to the rearview mirror, where he caught a glimpse of Arin staring at him. The intensity of the gaze made him feel uneasy, and he sighed, wishing he could convince the man that he was fine.

The spotlights suspended on a bar above the stage were faded up, lighting the whole area in a rose-tinted hue. ‘Ladies ...’ the announcer said, as soon as the whine in the sound system was sorted out. ‘Ladies, this is what you've all been waiting for.’ There were cries of ‘Yes, yes, yes,’ from the audience. 'The Freeman’s Arms,’ the woman continued, ‘is proud to present for your entertainment tonight, the one and only, the exciting, the dynamic, Mr Macho!’ The scream of approval was deafening. High-heel shoes stomped on the wooden floor as the lights in the room dimmed.