Regular Show Go Viral Novels & Stories

"When you arrest them, please don't let them see the video, and don't mention where the evidence came from. A young lady filmed it, and she's terrified of retaliation." With that handled, I opened my alternate account and replied to Mom, "Thank you for the inspiration. You really are a wise woman. If I had met you sooner, I wouldn't have made so many missteps with my own family." When she went live that night, I dropped the most expensive virtual gift every ten minutes. The chat immediately erupted with speculation about our relationship. "Something's going on here. This is a straight-up public confession!" "I can't believe you actually snagged a big shot at your age! Look at you, about to m

Arabella shielded me behind her and said with a smile, “Have a good evening, Mr. Suede. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out. By the way, the security at the entrance mentioned that your car is double-parked. Mind moving it?” Patrick clenched his fists, his knuckles popping. In the end, he walked away without another word. That night, the business news channels replayed the dramatic moment in a loop. Nestled in my office sofa, Arabella scrolled through the comments on her phone and doubled over with laughter. “Check this one out. The CEO of Suede Corporation turned sour as Brimble Network’s Power Duo took home the win. This journalist sure has a way with words. They deserve a raise. Hah

"The expensive kind." "All of it is expensive here, miss." "Then surprise me." I downed the glass in three swallows. My phone buzzed. A text from Gracie: You're trending again. #OliviaAndGabriel. Ten million mentions and counting. Whatever you're doing, keep doing it. I looked back at the dance floor. Gabriel was spinning Jolie, his hand resting on her back with a practiced ease. The world thought we were the story, but standing there at the bar alone, I knew I was just a subplot.

It didn’t work. “IMANI!” a voice rang out behind her. She turned just in time to see Nia jogging toward her, holding up her phone like it was a holy scroll. “You’ve gone viral,” Nia said, gasping slightly. “Again.” Ave groaned. “Oh God, what now?” Nia tapped at the screen, flipped it toward her. “Someone posted a slow-mo of you saying the last line of the pitch and added dramatic music.” Ave blinked. “They did what?”

He had also been occupied with various posts on my personal and office social media accounts. The condom brand launch event was over, and the response had been overwhelming. It was normal for people to see someone buying condoms openly at a pharmacy. The ad was intentionally made to make buying condoms seem as routine as buying vitamin C pills. Did the ad capture attention as expected? Yes! The ad quickly went viral on social media, and celebrity gossip articles always mentioned Mallory West as the brain behind the idea. Of course, not everyone reacted as the ad creators had hoped, as it began receiving criticism.

Adriel asked, still confused. "Because you're trending, you bitch!" Daphne flipped over her phone to show Adriel a viral post with over a million likes on Twitter. What surprised her was that it was a video of her during the showcase—when she modeled the most prestigious piece of the collection.

I kissed her again, and the conversation ended. The announcement about the show's new format broke on a Thursday. By Friday, #MarriageUnderFire was the number one trending topic. Entertainment outlets ran segments analyzing our body language in the promotional photos. Social media was flooded with opinions about whether our marriage was real or a publicity stunt. A late night host did a ten minute monologue about the "heiress and the mystery husband" that was equal parts mockery and fascination. "They're calling us the most watched couple in America," Eve said, scrolling through her phone.

I laughed. Yeah End of Flashback... That was earlier today. I actually expected a call like maybe tomorrow or something then meet up some other day but I guess not. Also, it turns out another video of mine went viral. It was the video of me and Theo in the second day of the concert. The moment where he went down stage and by the barricade to wipe my tears. Unfortunately for me, it went even more viral than the one on the fansign. Atleast Bullet didn't accidentally like it though. I guess that makes it a little better.

“Can you help us by getting this story out there, and make it go viral?” Richard sits back in his chair. “It’s a great story, I’ll give you that. But you’d have to give me a little more to make it truly,” he arches an eyebrow and flashes us a smile, “scintillating.” “Like what?” Grayson asks in a clipped voice. “Like shed some light on the inner workings of the Obsidian,” he says evenly. “People love hearing about secret societies and the crazy rituals they have. You give me something like that and I can guarantee it’ll go viral.”

There’s a long stretch of silence after I’m done speaking, and it’s one of those wishful moments that I want the ground to open up so I can fall inside. Gramma looks redder than a tomato now, and Tee still doesn’t say anything. “Happy now?” I ask, finally opening up my social media app. I rush to Tee’s page, gasping on seeing the amount of likes and shares. “Tee, it’s going viral!” “Shit.” He cusses under his breath, reaching for his phone. His eyes widen when he sees the amount for himself. “Shit. Shit. How did ten thousand plus people find their way to my page?”