Novel & Cerita Regular Show Play Date

So, let’s make this a fun ride together. See you on April 1st for what promises to be one hell of a journey! Tehehe! With love, chaos, and the occasional cliffhanger, Soter

Diana introduced, pointing at the guy who smiled at me, "And Andrew, this is Tony, our special guest's personal host tonight." "Nice to meet you, Tony," the boy said, forwarding his hand to shake. "Same here," I said, taking his hand. "You can depend on me. Let's make this event a success," he said, smiling. "I'll do my best," I said more confidently than I felt before going for changing my uniform.

"Don’t act like it’s your first time… She’ll be picking you up on her yacht tomorrow, so get ready and make sure tomorrow is a day she never forgets." I had to visit Mother tomorrow evening. I’d promised her. But telling him that wouldn’t change his mind. Once it was a deal involving money and power, it was almost impossible to stop him. He tossed a chip onto the table. "Make sure to get it all on camera." "If you don’t enjoy it, you can call me and I’ll chip in," Gabrielle winked. I took the chip, stuffed it into my pocket, and left the room. Dante followed behind me.

“Then Adrian Cole will not survive the week.” The words sliced through her like ice. Adrian reached for her hand, squeezing it once, firm and steady. Nora’s breath trembled, but her resolve hardened. “You think threatening him will make me surrender,” she said. “It will not.” The man sighed, almost regretful. “Then perhaps you will reconsider after tonight’s broadcast.” “What broadcast?” The line went silent. At the same moment, Adrian’s dashboard screen lit up with an emergency alert. Live press conference scheduled. Vaughn Industries CEO statement in thirty minutes.

Aiden dug in the sand with a plastic shovel. “I’m proud of you,” I said. And I meant it. “But?” “But the kids keep asking when you’re coming home. And I don’t know what to tell them anymore.” Silence again. Longer. “I’ll be there,” he said. “After the last show. I’ll fly straight back. We’ll talk. All of it.” “When’s the last show?” “April 30. LA.” I did the math. Sixteen more days. “Okay.” “Lila—”

I genuinely smiled at him. “We can have some here, though. I can’t wait to watch it again, with my family naman. For sure they will be glad to meet you both. Ilang araw nyo nga gagawin ang play dito sa Pinas?” “Three days, pangalawang araw po bukas. Actually may ongoing na rehearsal na si Selene sa play na gaganapin sa October kaya siniksik na ang sched ng tatlong araw.” “Oh I see. Such a busy woman. Maganda ‘yan Selene at ng magkaroon ulit kayo ng tour sa Europe and U.S.” He smiled and looked at me. I slightly curtsied.

“Well, Shane’s baseball team is playing Lockton this week, so I was wondering if maybe you might be coming this direction. I haven’t seen you in so long.” “Oh? I didn’t know that. I don’t really watch baseball. But I guess there will be a lot of hot guys, right?” “Uh, yeah,” Beth agreed, though she wasn’t sure how many a lot had to be. “Plenty of those.” “Sure. I’m in. When is it?” “Tuesday at 7:00, but, uh, actually, I was going to ask you something else, too.” “What is it, girl? Spill!”

"No. I'll sit at the bar and I won't be here long." "Ah, it's a pity you won't stay with us longer. However, if you reconsider, we'll be performing our Thursday show from 8:00 p.m. When was the last time you came to see it?" the girl asked, mischievously, proving to be good at her job. Max smiled with his lips glued together. He knew what the Thursday show was, and it had indeed been a while since he'd seen it. "I'll walk with you," the young woman offered, walking in front of the CEO, subtly swaying her hips as she marched.

Hi everyone. I hope you are all well. Just to let you all know, there is no update tomorrow the 14th of June and possibly the 15th, though that is yet to be confirmed. As always, thank you to everyone who comments, leaves reviews and gems. I don't think I will ever be able to thank you enough. Taylor West

dad wondered. I stammered, “M-meaning that we realized that we like each other.” “Does he want to date you?” I headed toward the steps, “He said he needed more time.” “That must mean he recently broken up with someone,” mom finished her wine. Yea, Onyx… “Well don’t let that distract you,” dad frowned, “Your first show is next Tuesday.” I nodded, “I’m headed to bed.” “Night dear,” mom waved. Dad kissed my cheek and whispered, “I’m glad you’re making friends.”