Second Life On The Red Carpet Novels & Stories

My legs trembled beneath me as I stepped out of the car, and the paparazzi went wild. Cameras flashed like crazy, and voices shouted questions that blended into a chaotic chorus. "Who is she?" "Is she a new celebrity?" "What's her connection to the Alpha?” “Oh my god! Is that really her!” Thank goodness the red carpet was barricaded. I tried to stay calm, but it was hard when every move I made was met with a barrage of flashes and questions. I adjusted my hat and veil, trying to maintain some semblance of composure despite the anxiety surge. My hands trembled slightly as I smoothed out my dress, a stunning black gown that made me feel like royalty.

More men in suits pretending to be valets while their jackets bulged in all the wrong places. The second Dante opened my door and his hand came to my lower back to guide me onto the red carpet, the noise changed. It didn’t get louder. It stopped. “That's the Vance girl.” “She actually married him.” “She's prettier than Sophia.” “Poor thing. She has no idea what she signed.” I kept my face blank and let him lead me inside. Chandeliers that probably cost more than my college tuition. Marble floors. People in clothes that were designed to be talked about the next day.

I grumble, trying to hide how wildly my heart races under his intense stare. “You still look so good, princess.” He sounds far too satisfied. I roll my eyes, fighting the foolish flutter in my chest. “My lips are swollen,” I mutter, irritated that he remains perfectly composed while I scramble to fix myself. “Relax. You look perfect.” “Perfect? Hardly ” I retort. “Almost there, sir.” Falcon’s voice drifts from the front. I check my reflection one last time. ☆~☆ The instant we step onto the red carpet at the Vanguard Charity Gala, cameras shutters around us.

I shrugged. “How do you even know them so well?” she asked. “Reina,” I replied. Ruby rolled her eyes. “Guys, we might be late.” Marlene climbed into the backseat. “Wait — aren’t you supposed to sit in front with me?” I teased. “I don’t remember dating you,” she shot back, blushing. Ruby laughed the entire ride. The red carpet was overwhelming. Ruby made a solo entrance, cameras flashing. It was her first public appearance since her fallout with Caspian — good for her image.

A serene calm descended upon her heart, reminding her of the sky after a light shower of rain—clear and vast. Victoria was truly bidding farewell to her past that was filled with hurt and betrayal. … The annual international film awards captured the attention of people all around the world. Camera flashes went off endlessly as dazzling celebrities strutted across the red carpet. Victoria was wearing a tailored, vintage lace gown that was specially prepared by Lucas for the momentous occasion. The hem of her long skirt glided along the floor, making her look as elegant as a swan. She locked arms with Lucas as they walked along the red carpet together.

The responsibility of hosting a successful show weighed on their shoulders, but they were determined to make it a memorable event. Arlo and Scarlett, on the other hand, made their way to the red carpet, where cameras flashed and reporters eagerly awaited to interview the attendees. Scarlett's radiant smile and confident aura made her a natural on the red carpet, while Arlo, who was usually composed and reserved, managed to answer questions with poise. "Scarlett, please check the left side!" "You look absolutely stunning today, Scarlett!" "Wow, she looks like a goddess!" "You're the most beautiful, Scarlett!"

This was so over the top it reminded me of the Blood Ball, but even more extravagant if that were even possible. We stepped onto the red carpet and got completely bombarded. I couldn't tell you how many pictures were taken, or how many cameras were recording. Reporters were trying to ask us questions. Lots of questions about the underworld, questions about my pet, questions about Katrina and how we knew her.

Alexander said as they approached the venue, "you're Sophia Dante. You built an empire. You survived people who wanted you dead. A few cameras and some fashion executives are nothing." "A few cameras?" Sophia looked ahead to where the Palais Garnier was. The building was glowing with lights, a long red carpet covered the steps, and hundreds of photographers waited outside. “That looks like a lot more than a few.”.“That looks like a lot more than a few.” “Then give them a reason to remember you,” Alexander said, squeezing her hand. The car pulled up to the red carpet, and Sophia could see the flashes even through the tinted windows. This was it. The moment she stepped out of this car, she was

"Ha-ha. Not funny. I'm not for sale." He sighs dramatically. "At least I tried." I roll my eyes again because it feels like my default setting around him at this point. We approach the red carpet and my jaw practically drops to the ground. Celebrities. Influencers. Photographers. Giant screens. Spotlights. The entire place looks like Hollywood had a baby with Paris Fashion Week. "Oh my God," I gasp. "Is that Rihanna?" Zayne adjusts his jacket, smoothing the lapels with a smug smirk.