Second Life On The Red Carpet Novels & Stories

Over the past few weeks I've bought clothes but not so much that I would need people to help me pack them into a suitcase I felt my phone vibrate and my heart crawled to my throat, but when I turned it on, I just saw that it was a notification from a celebrity news page. I used to follow them to keep an eye on Nathan and Camille. And I thought that I had unsubscribed from their page. I was about to turn off my phone when I saw a picture of Camille, she was running out of a big red Carpet event and the captions said ‘SUPER MODEL FLED THE AWARD CEREMONY’ the following caption speculated whether there was trouble in paradise.

Pipay explained. "Come on! It was really the right decision to wear our best for the day! Look at this! There's a photo op on the red carpet with a gorgeous backdrop! I really wouldn't be surprised if Beyonce suddenly came out here!” Robin said, laughing as they noticed what was happening to their other co-workers who were ahead of them. "Look at that! Sir Patrick went overboard! I really feel I am on the Oscar!” They were whispering as they approached the red carpet.

"As long as you don't get caught, everything will be fine." One night, the Karnegie country club held a red carpet party. It was more extravagant than any even it the world. Champagne flowed like a never-ending river. Everywhere I looked, there were shimmering gowns and impeccably tailored suits. I had been so stressed that all I wanted to was dance my sorrows away.

An entire twenty hectares of land were reserved for such an important day. Cameras were snapping, lights were flashing, and various screams were made loud to the audience's ears as many celebrities, elites, and most of all, renowned guests walked on the red, shiny carpet into the hall. One of which was Alyssa Adams, who, as expected, did not settle for something less expensive and always rode the event with pride. Her body was adorned with several jewelries; from her head to her neck, she held real historical pendants, and her clothes did not lack in any form. While walking on the red carpet, Alyssa did her best to look straight and then do what she loved the most: be beautiful.

Nevertheless, Tyler’s security details rushed to the scene to stop the press from getting any closer to Tyler and Kelsey. Tyler folded his arm, motioning Kelsey to hook his arm and walk the red carpet together. Kelsey looked at the smile on Tyler’s face and took his arm. They graced the red carpet together. Kelsey, the runner-up and the public’s favorite of Runway Revolution, garnered a lot of attention. Her arrival from Tyler’s car, followed by their walk down the red carpet, created quite a sensation at the event. They stole the limelight. All eyes were on Kelsey and Tyler as they walked down the red carpet.

This was mine to own. “And the red carpet event?” I asked, glancing over at her. She hesitated before speaking. “Same time.” Of course. Of course, it would be the same time. But I was sure Kara knew that – so why schedule the interview on the same day as the red carpet event of the year? What was she aiming for, exactly? I rubbed my forehead. “Great. We’ll handle both.” Sally stepped closer, her voice low. “A few celebrities are already confirmed to attend. Some are supposed to wear your pieces.”

I add. We pull up to the venue I’d seen online, and I watch women in dazzling dresses step out of limousines, town cars, and other vehicles more expensive than a house on Lake Minnetonka. They swish down a red carpet, photographers crowded on either side, taking pictures of them and their dashing partners all wearing Armani or something similar. “I’m going to be on the cover of Time, aren’t I, showing up with you?” I gasp, feeling sick to my stomach.

When I appeared on the red carpet at the premiere, all the flashbulbs were pointed at me. Reporters swarmed over like sharks smelling blood. "Mrs. Walsh, is there really a problem in your marriage with Mr. Richie?" "Is your reopening of the 'Northwood Incident' related to Mr. Knight?" I walked down the red carpet with a smile on my face and without saying a word. The moment I entered the venue, I saw my target for the night—Sophie. She was wearing a fiery red dress and surrounded by a crowd of people, chatting and laughing with one of Hines' executives.

She sighed in resignation and waited until she arrived at her destination. Once she arrived, the first thing that greeted her when the car pulled into the driveway leading to the main entrance, were the bright flashes and clicks of the cameras that lined either side of the large red carpet which ran from the drop off to the front door. It was the large extravagant red carpet often frequented by A-list celebrities — well, in this case, it was A-list socialites whose wealth was significantly higher than celebrities — so it wasn't a surprise this banquet would be a big outing.

A month later, on a full moon night, Caspian set up a romantic dinner for me in the manor's rose garden. Silver candelabras gleamed, and champagne glowed gold in the moonlight. "You look especially beautiful tonight," he said, pulling out my chair. I wore a white silk gown. My stomach was still flat, but I knew a powerful new life was growing inside. "I have a surprise for you," I said, pulling a folded paper from my purse.