Popstar Grande Novels & Stories

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

The Spotlight NEO’S POV The crowd roared. Shouting my name on top of their voices. You would think the life of a pop star was all fun and games until you stood on stage exhausted, but still expected to perform. The stadium was packed and sold out. Everyone wanted to see the popular Neo who topped the charts and broke music records perform. And I gave them what they paid for. Until I locked eyes with someone in the crowd. He stood still, too still, watching, unmoving just watching me intently. A chill ran down my spine and my voice hitched. My band quickly covered me. That was part of a celebrity’s life that no one told you about. No mistakes were allowed. One mistake could cost you your enti

She sputters. “Okay, what are you hiding from me?” I demand. “I’m a big girl, Sky; I can take it.” She bites down on her bottom lip before she shows me the phone again, reading aloud. “Camila Monroe, the next big star in Nashville, has been recorded spending time with men much older than her. It was discovered that someone at the bar had shown up to record her, and Camila expresses that she is being set up.”

I threw it out there as though her comment hadn't affected me, but in reality, I wanted to see his expression. He considered them for a moment before stating, "They do look bigger." Before I could stop him, he released one of my butt cheeks and brought it up to grab my girl. "They're firmer too. Is that normal?" Collier wasn't concerned, he was elated. His girl had the appearance of a boob job without the surgery. "You think so, too?" Parker cannonballed into the pool, dousing us in water. When he surfaced, he was entirely too close, and I released my death grip on Collier's waist to put my feet on the bottom of the pool.

But no, Brina won't back down. Everyone's had enough fun. Harvey already has a schedule for next week. Giselle is gearing up for a grand event in the Western State. Meanwhile, Ursula has her own agenda as an influencer on a fashion channel. Since the event is broadcast live, Ursula's appearance must be in top condition.

I also add the caption, ' Music shouldn't just be a tune ,it should be a touch ' . I also send the online tickets for the live audience seats to Justin , Shawn, Justin's parents and my friend Andrew from the cafe a.k.a the cafe owner's son a.k.a the grumpy boss's heir to his inheritance . As soon as i send the ticket to Justin ,he calls me . "Hey, boobear . whaddup?" I answer. "Hey babe. I am sorry but i can't make it to your finale. I wish i could, but you know it's a brand new job and even Mikey wanted to visit but i will meet you when you get to L.A after winning though." He speaks out.

The team mates weren't his from the city, I guess it was just the rookies from the team here respecting their successful senior. Zoe shoved Brett's shoulder, still shocked but smirking, "This is next-level, even for you, Parker, but damn, it's working, look at her face," and Liv was beaming, shaking her head in disbelief, but before we could catch our breath, grand thing number three hit a freaking celebrity popped out from behind one of the media vans, that singer hottie from one of those kpop groups, what's his name, Felix from stray kids or whatever, the one who did the “cook it like a chef” at last year's finals, and she started belting out their song, that Felix, Yesss that Ausi Felix,

All that's missing is this to end your bragging number! Marvens: YEAH you're right! More boastful than him you die! Evan and I: And why are you still alive? Marvens: What do you mean? Evan: Because you are the most BRAGGER guy on the planet! Marvens: Oh! Thanks, that's nice! I rolled my eyes as did Evan. Marvens: Sky I decided to organize a SUPER, MEGA PARTY FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY! And of course you better get there.

I said moving to the mic stand. "I am Elena Valentine, I am 23, and I am here for the Audition." I said trying to smile. "Which song are you singing?" Another female's voice asked. "Dim the lights. She isn't comfortable." I heard a familiar voice whisper and the lights went down a little. "Thanks. I will be singing falling by Trevor." I said smiling. "Falling? hm I love that song. Let's hear you." One of the judges said. I breathed out nervously, the

It's Grandpa's birthday banquet, and yet my fiancee is working late again, missing her one chance to meet the family. My brother and his wife, still bitter about me taking the project from them, don't waste the opening. "What good is all his money when his fiancee can't even show up on a day this important? She clearly doesn't take him seriously." "That's why Archer's the smart one. He landed himself Claire Donovan, of all people. Even her throwaway gifts start at seven figures." I'm about to fire back when the familiar name stops me cold. My eyes lock onto the bracelet of dark wooden beads the butler carries in. It's identical to the one my fiancee just spent a fortune on a few days ago.