My Idol Novels & Stories

I couldn’t believe that this could be the reason he was torturing me, so I had to wait, if there was something else, he had to say that could have been the main reason. “You see, Blaze is someone I cherish a lot. He is my idol, and my dream. I have so much dreamt to coach him, one day. To be recognized by him, and even probably have a love affair with him. He was my last card, and major dream, but you had to get a hold of that opportunity, again, and now he seems far, out of my reach. In fact, it seems to me that you made him dislike me, because I can sense that from him.”

Which person in this world would say that he or she forgot to answer because of his or her crush. Not me. I’m not that shameless. “Thank God. I thought that you were sick.” Miss Solon took a breath of relief. I could already find the people around me silently smiling at my foolishness. Oh Whatever… You can say that I’m a fool and all. “I was asking you to say hi to Blake Anderson, your idol and his crewmates.” Miss Rucia continued her words, giving me a little surprise… Blake is an idol? I glanced at him while blinking my eyes a few times.

Everyone cheered and applauded. But there is a fact that, except for those who have died, no one has witnessed the power and extraordinary ability of Ian. So in their hearts, even though they supported him, there was still a bit of doubt and envy. Ian after receiving the leader badge, he looked around at everyone and loudly announced: "From tomorrow onwards I will train everyone to become the most elite and elite army in this universe! " The declaration to Ian was completely normal, but to the average person who heard it, it was hard to believe, below the chorus, a person boldly stepped forward and said: "Is it okay, I see you are he's a very normal person if not to sound stupid anymore, so

"yes. But what will my employer teach, they take lessons from me. I am there idol, what will they think? if there boss is late.they will think, I don't value time. I don't want to spoil my image" "idol, haha. Who take you as there idol. You have every bad habit in you. If any body follows you?only devil follow you. They definitely had problems in there head" "do not insult me. I am a good men. Every girl dies for my one look" "oh, I know. I know, how good you are? You are a devil in saint mask " "you really don't know how good I am?"she should understand my double meaning, what I really mean

My mom did a little applaud to show how excited she was. “Yeah. It is a pre show for Doxante. He launches next month.” “Doxante is a tutor in Doomsday magic academy right?” My mum raised an eyebrow at me and tossed the can of spice to me. “Yeah but he is more than that, mom.” “Really? Who is he?” “The biggest and greatest magician ever. He is literally my idol and my celebrity crush?” I yelled out loud, closing my eyes with my hands as I was blushing.

I will boiled his nuts in the deadliest heat. So, he will regret. I already achieved one of the thing I want to do with him. And that is to kick his balls. I sauter to the vending machine and put some coins inside. I push the botton of colla and water bottle. After I finally purchase the drink I decide to go back. When I was about to walk for returned, someone called my name that makes me look back to see who's face biding to it. He look familiar and at some point she looks so handsome like a korean pop Idol.

His body was toned to perfection, the type that belonged on the front of a magazine instead of hidden beneath a shirt while he ran his company. For a brief moment, she fidgeted, wondering if this was a good idea. She was scared, scared that he might not like what he saw, scared that she might not be enough. All her life she hadn't been with any man, she didn't know the dos and don'ts and she was scared of flopping. She'd taken a retreating step backward, about to bail back into the bathroom and lock herself In there until the next sunrise but the moment his neck tilted sideways and his grey eyes met hers, all the doubt that had built up inside her crushed beneath her feet and faded away like

Haiist, I miss her. "Oh, thank you. Well, you know, I got heartbroken...again, and I want to have some self-confidence, you know making myself prettier," she laughed and yeah, my friend Sabrina was always heartbroken, I didn't know why, but whatever reason it was, the guy should regret hurting my best friend. She's extremely beautiful, in fact, she's my idol; she's nice, hot, sexy, pretty and rich, and in addition, she is smart but I am smarter than her of course. Haha. She's way too perfect, yet they breaking her heart.

Sometimes it's welcomed, sometimes it isn't. There are times when I really wonder about how Liza copes up with her problems and manages to become this perfect shoulder to cry upon. It's hard for her too, I know it is but the way she fights through every day is an inspiration to me. She is my idol and I don't care what others think about her, she is just perfect for me. From buying the perfect shade of nail polish to lifting up my mood when I am depressed, she is perfect, and I won't ever trade her for anything.

"I know JD. He won't date any girl who isn't—" Before Pablo could finish what he was going to say, the three immediately covered his mouth. "We're idols, Miss," said Josiah. "If you're dating one of us, it mean you're up for the challenge? I am sure you will encounter obsessive and immature fans to the point that they will invade your privacy and hurt you." My eyebrows met. "For real?" "And speaking of fans." We all looked at Silvester, who was looking down at the phone he was holding. "A fan page posted a photo of you and JD just one minute ago. Did you go on a date earlier?"