Popstar Novels & Stories

John Legend all of me blast the speakers while we dance. " you are the most stunning thing I have ever seen "he comments looking me straight in the eyes I mean I am single " Thank you , you look good as well" I am Jacob " I am Amanda " Nice to meet you I definitely want your number seeing you in this dress has had me thinking not so nice things " I smile as I am about to reply Mr Parker slides in "May I have this dance " Ben E king stand by me soothes the crowd as Mr Parker takes my hand he pulls me so close I can smell his cologne he always smelled good.

He smiled at me radiantly, making me roll my eyes again, so the rumors about him being a good indistinctive Christian guy, who probably goes home to his wife and family, says grace before dinner was also true. “Miss. Williams, you don’t really have a choice here, I am sorry, we don’t get along yet, but I am sure as the time passes you’ll be comfortable around me.” He explains with that constant annoyingly gorgeous smile on his handsome face. “I said no, get out! Do you know who I am? I am a supermodel, if I say I don’t want something, you listen to me, got it?” I snarkily bark at him but remember my mom warning me about wrinkles, so I make a straight face again.

She said meaningfully and hearing nothing more from our boss, she successfully dragged ourselves to a very famous bar. My head is filled with Cyrus and his weird actions were thrown outside the window the moment we stepped foot inside the bar. I wasn't even shocked anymore to see famous celebrities partying in here. Young people trying to dance sexily in the middle of the dance floor. Men ogling at women wearing nothing close to a decent clothing. And then, that's when I realized one thing. I stopped walking that made Cyrene stop too. She looked at me with curiosity but I just sighed. "I don't think I belong here."

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

The marketing push hit at dawn. Sloane’s socials exploded. Paid promotions, sleek teaser videos of her new, high-end studio (her face tantalizingly obscured), and the provocative tagline: “Daddy’s Spoiled Princess. Luna Luxe’s Grand Debut. 9PM EST.” By noon, her follower count was climbing by the hundreds. By 8 PM, it had doubled.

I decide to check socials. I go on Instagram and see that many people have tagged me in their photos. I look at Sarah's account first. Her profile picture is black and she has nothing in her bio. There is only one post, it has writing on it. I click on the image and read. they are all the same, they fuck you then leave, i feel used, i feel disgusting, i trusted him, he stabbed me in the back, now i don't trust anyone... "No, no, no."

She's precious just like a Jewel. When she said those words to her that night, He was taken off guard because deep down he knew the girl he's falling for won't say such things to him and then just after few days he got to know she was engaged to a motherfucker Titus Benjamin, a freaking billionaire who's 15 years older than her for fuck's sake.

Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

he went straight and took a handphone of one of his employees, his eyes enlarged at the news before him. “We're happy to introduce our little prince to the world. Son of the CEO of Triple A company, Alan Holmes, Leelan Holmes. And mother Aileen Fletchers. Please understand that we had no choice but to keep him from the internet until he becomes of age. With love ….The Holmes”

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -