Mimosa Gossip Novels & Stories

Gloss POV The moment Dream’s declaration hit the internet, my world spun off its axis. Overnight, every gossip site, entertainment channel, and social feed turned my name into a trending topic. Gloss, the anonymous intern-turned-“partner” of the nation’s most untouchable CEO. My phone wouldn’t stop vibrating, my inbox overflowed with messages, and my reflection in the mirror felt like a stranger’s.

“It started spreading across underground city networks around three this morning.” I looked up at him. “What exactly is this?” “Anonymous gossip hubs, merchant boards and social channels routed outside Moonfall’s normal systems.” I kept scrolling slowly and saw that there were more photographs and even headlines from years ago after the broken mating ceremony. Then, I saw the comments underneath, it was filled with pity, curiosity and amusement. My throat tightened painfully. Someone had turned my worst humiliation into entertainment. I expected it to eventually happen especially after Nathan found out someone was trying to dig up my past.

Sasha yelled. "Actually, I just checked it and a blogger posted you lost eight thousand followers while Hannah gained more." Mimi replied. "Wait, what!" Mimi added. "What?" Sasha asked. "Kik carpet show just posted Hannah as their guest tomorrow, they are freaking announcing Hannah, she just gained some few followers and Kik carpet show already sent her an invite!" Mimi exclaimed. "No, that's not true, I never get the chance to be on that show despite my fame, that must be a fake news from a blogger I'm sure." Sasha replied.

Melissa blushed, as she pressed deeper into Damien's chest while he kissed her shoulder. "Okay, you all really need to be alone." Melissa chuckled. "Please reach out to the staff, apologize on my behalf, and have her coffee..." Damien wasn't done with his statement when Betty's phone buzzed in her pocket. She reached for it and frowned at the link notification she saw on her iMessage. She clicked on it and it took her to a gossip website. It was a video of what transpired earlier between Melissa and Rhoda. "Holy shit!" "What's going on?" Damien voiced out,

“Ladies and gentlemen, with the year ending and everyone in a festive mood, don’t you all fancy some explosive gossip? Watch closely. Let’s see how our so-called ‘upright and virtuous’ assistant manager secretly seduced Mr. Lane!” The crowd below had already grown restless. “We need this scoop! Hurry up and spill it! I frantically glanced at Zoran, who stood by the door. He was chatting with his fiancee with a fawning smile on his face. The next second, I received a message from Zoran. [Stop her now!] Winika ignored my protests and immediately started the slideshow. A shockingly explicit photo instantly filled the large screen. It showed a bunny girl in crotchless black stockings, kneeling o

The good thing about the miscommunication there was, she was forced to explain. “Okay, I’m explaining!” she shouted, I mean, she had to. Because if she did not shout her response, there was no way I would ever here a single word from her. Holding tightly on my left arm, she dragged me to the right and we walked out of the area where the protesters were busy standing and chanting and waving their placards and slogans. As we kept with the pace, she said,“But I think we need to get out of this crowd first. What I am about to tell you is a little confidential and although everyone from the protesters has already heard about this, I still have to tell it to you in an old-fashioned way. Gossip.” S

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Camilla’s POV “He’s squirming. Soon the guilt will come with a bank transfer.” I muttered to myself. The new article had already gone viral by the time my second mimosa arrived. I sat cross-legged on the velvet couch of my hotel suite, swiping through headlines like they were confetti at my own personal parade. “Jax Maddox: Tennis Star or Would-Be Deadbeat?” “Pregnant Ex-Girlfriend Tells All — ‘He Never Wanted a Baby.’”

Millie couldn't help but marvel at the speed of the tabloids; their movements would be captured immediately and made headlines. Frustrated, Millie texted Marvin, "Take down the gossip about me." She didn't mind reading gossip about others, but she refused to have others gossip about her personal life. Five minutes later, Marvin's reply arrived, "I tried, but they can't be deleted." Millie: "Why?" Marvin: "Someone must have paid for the news to be up. Boss, you gotta outbid that person if you want the gossip gone."

The brave little saint, she was nothing more than a contractual placeholder. And now the world would know. I didn’t waste time. My phone buzzed in my hand as I scrolled through my anonymous contacts. One name jumped out, Lexi— the gossip queen behind Fabulous Feline. A tacky little blog, yes, but one that had taken down politicians and celebrities alike with its whispers. I pressed dial. It rang twice before a chirpy, dramatic voice answered. “Lexi speaking! Who do I have the honor of gossiping with today?”