My Idol Novels & Stories

My true passion is music, and lately, I’ve become obsessed with a rookie singer. His name is Drex Ethan; the fandom calls him D.E. He is perfect—handsome, sexy, and his voice is incredible. I’ve loved him since his debut. To me, D.E. is the most perfect idol to ever exist. "Lea! What are you doing?" someone whispered. I didn't hear her. I had my Bluetooth headset on, hidden under my hair, blasting D.E.’s music. I was lost in the beat until Barbara, who sat behind me, patted my shoulder. I pulled out one earbud.

She smiled and explained embarrassingly, “My apologies, Selena, I was too excited. I just… I just happened to realize that Brother Fane looked very much like an idol I know, so I couldn’t help myself!” “Idol?” Selena wondered what was going on. She looked at Fane cautiously but was unable to make out who Fane looked like. She admitted Fane was rather handsome, but he did not share a semblance with any famous idol. Was it a lesser-known idol? “Yes, it’s… It’s someone very strong in our division. He’s my idol!” Queenie quickly thought about it and explained herself. Selena finally realized what Queenie was talking about. “Oh, I see. You’re talking about someone

"Is it Megan Fox? God knows how crazy you are over her." "That was when I was a teen, you little shit." He remarked, causing me to laugh. "It's our guy, Hawk. Our idol and inspiration is in town!' "Holy shit. Tom fūcking Weller is in town?" I asked in surprise, excitement was filling me as well. It was like when you were a kid and you were given your favorite toy.

"Mom!!!". Isadora cried out to her mother from the corner of the house, An unknown gun was shot in the Air while she was laid down on a mat at the corner of the house staring into the shining moon, the particles fell into her eyes which made her scream. Isadora is just a five-year-old intelligent girl with a bright future, she attended the best school in the town on scholarship, and not only that, she was known as the prettiest girl among her peers, she has the set of dazzling deep blue eyes with an oval face and golden brown hair, her skin glitter, and everyone tend to admire a lot. She was the pride of her mother after her father died when she was just a year old. Her mother has been her h

That's why many believe that it's okay to commit mistakes when in fact it's not. So what the church member said was right. Why do you idolize sinful man? Why are you aspiring to be like them? It's awful to idolize them because they are sinners like us. I should have known and stopped myself back then... "I will help you find Seariel," I finally said. THE END. Author's note:

I was blushing? Lia wake up! He's not an angel from heaven, he's a celebrity just as you are. Stop drooling stupidly and get your acts together, you are not a commoner. You are a celebrity dancer, a model, a graphic designer and the daughter of America's best Surgeon, your mom's bus..... Shhhh I know, but he's my idol. So what? Remember you just broke up with a guy, Jay's a Playboy and you Know that. Don't get yourself deceived by this little attention he's giving you.

Suddenly, Allana’s interest piqued as she asked, “Even you have an idol? Who?” Lindsay immediately straightened herself as she said with a deep admiration, “Of course! My idol is the strongest person in Guineve, a true master fighter. In fact, even my own master is filled with fear, respect and embarrassment whenever he mentions my idol. My master thinks that my idol is very likely to become the legendary unbeatable fighter, which is the true summit of being the world’s strongest person to exist!” When Lindsay described her idol, her eyes glimmered as she clenched her fists. In fact, it was as if

' She squeaked in her mind as millions of thoughts drowned in her little mind. She has been wishing to have a delicate figure for her to owned again in her twenties but no matter how she tried, she always failed. Despite for her being a glutton! Yes she loves food a LOT so even though she's a doctor in her hospital. She is the mighty chef but only inside of her hospital but because of her popularity being an famous idol when she is in her college days. The Famous pure and kindhearted idol of they're City is called The Mighty kindhearted Doctor - Chef.

“Lean onto me… Shed your tears… I won’t say a word… Vent your fears…” The words struck a chord in me. Instantly, I spun around and saw him—Rum, my idol—on the screen of a phone which was in the hands of a stunning model. In a second, I caught her well-sculpted face and long, slim physique, and I felt tiny and ugly. I swung back to the vanity table. My heart thumped with joy at the thought of the 22-year-old songwriter and singer. Rum.... Rum is the only one who feels my pain and understands me. His words, his soft and rugged voice—they never failed to touch my heart and move my soul.

"Don't you dare. We can still fix this. I'll withdraw from the competition. I'll tell everyone I lied. Just give me the idol." I turned to face her. We were in the wings now, hidden from the crowd by six feet of velvet and shadow. Above us, the sound system's microphones hung suspended, waiting. "You want me to give it to you?" "Yes. Please." I looked at the idol. The thing that had been eating my years. The anchor that had bound my sister's fortune to my destruction. "Tell them," I said. "Tell them the truth. All of it. Right now. Or I walk out there and do it for you."