My Idol Novels & Stories

' 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.

"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."

And it scares me. And I don't have anyone to turn to but Alex since he's like my only guy best friend. I'm living my dream right now, though it may be in danger. Being an idol is not an easy feat. In just a blink of an eye, everything that we've worked hard for may end up to nothing. My eyes landed on the sky before me. The truth is, I was just hiding in our building's rooftop. I was crying too hard; I can't risk the chance of being spotted by Dispatch looking like a train wreck.

Like there was some looming sin just waiting for him to commit. The two continued their walk silently, leaving Annie to assume that her question would go unanswered. Maybe, he wasn't like her. He wasn't who she assumed he was. Maybe he didn't dream of a different life as she did. Maybe that was just her thing. Something she only could relate to. Yet, in Annie's mind, it didn't feel like that. She was the girl that had to grow up too soon. The girls whose mind was constantly focused on that next thing that would go wrong. The next family drama. The next solution she would have to find. At this point, she was almost living alone. Honestly, she would think she did. If it wasn't for the arguing

"Do you think you're in a soap opera? Who cares if you're married or not?" "Tsk." Stella clicked her tongue. "My manager said that I have the face of an idol." Daniel knew that Stella was not afraid. She also did not care at all after hearing what he said. "How long can you be an idol? You've got to give up the idea of being a talentless idol if you want to be in this industry for a long time. An actress is supposed to be good at acting. One can only be popular on social media because of their persona. The more perfect the person's persona is, the worse she'll end up if anything goes wrong."

"Jade, you're my idol. Meeting you makes me really happy." Jade knelt in front of her, intrigued. "Why am I your idol? Shouldn't you admire celebrities at your age?" Emmy shook her head. "I don't like celebrities. I admire you because you're incredible. You excel in your studies, are skilled in medicine, and are a powerful career woman. When I grow up, I want to be like you." Jade blushed at her heartfelt words.

“It’s a party dude. People say things they don't mean to keep conversations moving. You’re making this a bigger deal than it is.” “I am making it a bigger deal?” I let out a harsh, dry laugh…a sound that caught in my throat as I looked up at him, really looked at him, feeling the pedestal I’d spent years constructing in my head finally crumbling into dust. “I spent so long watching you. Idolizing you. Every time you walked down the hall, I thought... I thought I was witnessing grace. I thought you were the peak standard, and I…” I shook my head in disbelief. “I thought you were perfect.”

She has no choice but to shut her mouth, go inside in complete seclusion, and speak to God, whom she knows, once she learns how to pray to God the Highest. "You, O Lord, see me and are aware of my innermost thoughts; nothing is concealed from Your mighty eyes." I am honestly realizing that I am still too immature and unfinished to pretend or disguise myself as someone else. “Olga feels depressed by her own self-knowledge, which doesn’t fit with what other people know and see in her real situations. They all make fun of her, making Olga feel disgusted and starting to get rid of them.

Oliver cast an odd glance at her, "Aren't fans usually daydreaming about getting smooched by their idols? You're not pretending to be a fan, are you?" She gazed at Oliver with sincerity and replied, "An idol who intends to exploit their fans isn't a respectable idol."

He has known Mary since they were kids, she is not afraid getting her hands dirty, he was really scared of what she might do. “Don’t be scared” He heard Ade say as if he had heard his thoughts “I don’t think she will go that far, she is your childhood friend, she wouldn’t do anything to damage the friendship you both have built” Ike wanted to believe his friend, he wanted to believe that his friendship with Mary was sacred to her and would not like to destroy but he knew her better than anyone. He remembered what she did to his secondary school girlfriend who was on a scholarship in their school and was from a poor background. She bullied her until his girlfriend broke up with him, she was s