Novel & Cerita My Idol

just like how I was deceived by that cock! Hmph! I shouldn't think about him.. this is the time to do my job well, Maybe Mr Mike might change his mind and increase my salary too. "Hey! Jasmine, it's my idol" Adele leaned closer to me and whispered. "Your idol?" She nodded and giggled like a teenage girl seeing her crush for the first time. At first, I didn't calculate what she said.. until I saw him walking towards me.. then her words repeated in my head.

Did you hypnotize me to make me kill Lenn? "Oh?" Parker turned around, quite surprised to see Vera: "Looks like the hypnosis I used on you has lost effect now!" "You actually used hypnosis on me!" Vera glared at Parker coldly and it seemed that she was very angry! Don't be angry, darling. I'm doing this for your own good! " Parker came over and said softly: "I'm afraid you can't make up your mind. I'm doing this to help you. Look, isn't it perfect? You have killed Ryan and got his treasure. You can awaken your talent and become a real superhuman! ”

If I was going to survive, if I was going to protect the people I cared about, I needed to become stronger. Elena's voice echoed in my mind, her teasing words from the day before bringing a faint smile to my lips. "Don't let them turn you into a statue, Kiara. You're still you, no matter what they say." I held on to that thought as Yuva and Layla helped me prepare for the day. I wasn't just a goddess or a symbol of hope for this kingdom. I was still me—Kiara—and I wasn't about to lose myself in the process of becoming something more.

Before I could have my agency release a statement, Henry posted first. He claimed it was AI face-swapping technology and urged people to trust science over superstition. Meanwhile, my agency and fans pressured the show producers. Fortunately, they wanted to avoid more drama, and keeping me would attract sponsors. The show agreed to let me continue competing. After this incident, my popularity soared. In the next rankings, I was firmly in first place, leading by 2 million votes. In the final performance, I let my talent speak for itself with another stunning stage. The possession rumors died naturally.

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I state, and now she looks at me with dizziness. “Gal, can I borrow your boldness? I mean, here I am so freaking acrophobic to fall in love, and yet here you are standing so bold like Mahatma Gandhi after all the shit you’ve been through? You are my idol; do you know that?” Huh? I didn’t know she thought so highly of me. And here I thought she was the iron lady between the two of us. “Oooh, come on! Do not flatter me, please!” I say, laughing her joke away. I thought she was being sarcastic until she spoke again.

I like me like this sometimes; it helps me come to terms with this hateful world. I forgot to introduce you; my name is Olivia George Michaelson. I'm 17 years old and in the last fun of high school. I have white skin; when they see me, everyone thinks I have a disease. I hate when it happens. Yes, I was sick before, but I'm not now. I have blue eyes like my brother and hair. Tall build and toned body, I'm a normal girl... hey, I'm not totally normal; you'll find out later, and so will my family.... It's five in the morning now. I know it's too early, but my dad insisted we have the day in the new city from the start. I've fallen asleep a bit, and I have nothing to do after that...

Maybe it’s because he smiles so often that people think he’s friendly. That makes sense. But to me, he’s not friendly at all. The way he speaks feels like he just wants to look good. I let out a heavy sigh. Another thing weighing on my mind is that for these past three days, I’ve been thinking about two men. One is Raven—I truly admire him. He’s my idol, and since we’ve been on break, I haven’t seen him at all. He hasn’t even posted anything on his social media. It’s a bit disappointing. It makes you wonder whether he’s resting properly or enjoying his time.

Adela left the office, folder in hand, feeling a little deflated. Back at her desk, Cici saw her expression and assumed she’d gotten scolded. But during lunch, when Adela mentioned designing props for the drama, Cici lit up. “Count me in! We’ll definitely get to meet celebrities—maybe even my idol!” Adela rolled her eyes. “Wasn’t your idol that rock musician? Since when did you start fangirling over actors?” “Pfft, Adela, you’re so old-fashioned. Idols can be female too, okay? My new idol is Janet—she’s gorgeous in costume dramas!”

I muttered. Emma caught it and grinned. “Well, he is an idol, Charlotte. An idol whose fanbase has risen above any loved artist, even boy bands, you know.” How on earth did I not know about this? “Someone is comparing him with One Direction and BTS… and the funny thing is he is a single artist, not in a group or something,” Olive added.