Novel & Cerita My Second Life As An Idol

I say. A pause. Then— “This is my second life.”

Dear diary, Sorry, it's been so long. I haven’t remotely written anything for years. You used to be my secret safe where I could lock away my deepest desires and regrets. I could be completely honest, and you won’t judge me. But then since I moved to New York, I haven’t been myself. Somehow my life lost its purpose, and I did things just for the sake of doing it. Scratch that. I did things and lived my life because I owe it all to certain two persons whom I learned to love later in my life. And that I didn’t want to admit to anyone… not even to you. Because that is not living… it’s just existing. No human on earth wants to admit that they are nothing in this world… not even to themselves inc

Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

She set a fire, praying the flames would burn away all the guilty voices, even if it meant being handcuffed again. She desperately wanted to find me, so she slashed her wrists over and over. But death never took her to me. She was reborn again, always returning to the exact moment she lit the fire, trapped in an endless loop.

At the same time, he could feel that inside her body was a small but unmistakable spark of new life. Blake immediately pulled back. After wiping himself off carelessly with her torn clothes, he rushed out to call for others. Healers and several elders soon arrived. After careful examination, they confirmed that Sarah indeed showed every sign of pregnancy. Blake threw his head back and howled triumphantly. Then, he grabbed Sarah and dragged her straight toward the temple. He needed the inheritance of power, and he couldn’t wait any longer. Sarah and Blake stood at the center of the sacred formation in the temple. Around them, several elders murmured prayers in low voices. As moonlight poured

In the end, my hands were trembling uncontrollably, and it took all the strength I had to etch an unassuming wish onto the surface of the plaque. "If there is a next life, I wish to learn to cherish myself and live wholeheartedly for myself just once." I had been far too cowardly in this life. I spent my brief 20-odd years desperately and relentlessly pursuing love due to a childhood starved of affection. I resolved that in my next life, I would not repeat these mistakes; I would live with reckless freedom, expressing myself fully, and let my own unique brilliance shine.

God knows from how many days. I kept crying with my baby in my arms. Is this my life. . . . Please like and comment. Thank you.

B. B.B being an idol worshipped by many people at his young age had made a name for himself ever since he was sixteen. He made his debut as a model in a teen magazine before he joined the music industry. At the age of twenty-two he had featured in a number of commercials, movies, films, dramas and movies. He was the definition of success and the most important thing was he had never been involved in any scandal. Was her idol gay? She just didn’t understand how such a young man can remain strong when surrounded by many beauties.

Or will any of my life that I will ever have. I will protect myself this time... I will protect this second life given to me and promise that I will never break... Not the second time...

A dark deep voice made the two women freeze to death. Nadhea could not say no if Adam came out of his blanket to reveal his upper body perfectly sculpted by God. Sixpack Adam attracts all the women who look at him except Nadhea because this is his second life. Like a broken cassette tape rushing around in his brain pressing that it was not the only woman in the world disturbing Adam. His wealth can also be used. Nadhea shook her head as she recalled that night. Nadia heard a kiss on her shoulder.