Novel & Cerita Second Life Producer

The wind blew gently caressing our face with the warmth of the late afternoon breeze, a familiar fragrance enters my nostrils it’s been six years since then I haven't heard anything from her but her billion dollar company remains the same and became even more powerful Lu took over it that's what I know after I flew back home to make my dreams come true. "Don't worry, my gramps told me that when two people did not end up together in this timeline, another life will be granted for them," She gave me her toothy grin. "Maybe in some other lifetimes, you will meet her again," I hope so darling, I will be waiting for her, again. **********

“So one day he just called you up and said, ‘Hey bro, I have an idea for this awesome mind game. We should try it at your next auditions.’” I chuckle. “You know what? Silas just wants to make sure that the good actors we work with are also good people. His wife, Cassandra, is actually my producer.” “Wow, you guys must go way back,” she says. “Silas saw the better version of me before I did,” I reply, noticing how intently she listens. “So, have you ever been to the Institute?” She shakes her head. “Nope. I try to self-help myself as little as possible.”

“The damage is done. People will watch it, talk about it, some will even enjoy it… not knowing what it cost me.” Tony leaned forward, his face filled with guilt. “I should’ve protected it better.” “No,” Natalie said softly, “You weren’t the monster in the room.” ….……… “Take it down, my ass,” Mr. Whimper growled as Mr. Matthew stood across from him. “Do you even know how much it cost me to produce a real-life experience like this?” he snapped. “Dark Productions has been dead for years , and this is what it’ll take to revive it!”

"Alright. I'm going to need everyone to act distracted," the main producer says, then turns to me, "Elara, you need to be a little more emotional than normal, alright? Please." He continues with more instructions for me and once he's done, he counts down on his fingers until the livestream resumes. I take a deep breath. And then I go off on Kael.

Jane paused for a second. Her face looked slightly wary, but she still answered politely. “CloverGPS used to belong to my father, but now it’s managed by two people. I am the co-founder, and the other is my brother. Mike Thunder.” Maia’s gaze hardened slightly, yet she remained composed. “Mike Thunder,” Maia repeated softly. “Is he reliable?” Jane nodded. “He is. But… he rarely shows up directly at the office. He’s mostly in the field or coordinating operations from somewhere else. My brother is… well, a bit mysterious, Mrs. Ruby.”

I saved myself! "What does that have to do with me?" Cathedra blurted out. Diane stared at her coldly. "Why are you one of those liars, Cathedra? Why do you write of a fantasy life where everyone lives happily ever after like there's no sadness in the world at all? Do you want to live a fairy tale life so much that you would do anything to live out your fantasies? So much that you force upon others your delusions of seeing things that are not real at all?"

"She should be tarred and feathered and run out of town." "The Moss family is cursed to have a daughter-in-law like her." Rumors spread that Brad had beaten Hazel to a pulp and thrown her out of the house. Someone even posted a video of her smashing a car window with a rock. The owner, a man not to be trifled with, demanded compensation. When she couldn't pay, she was beaten once again. Then, I released the final clip: Hazel and Brad talking in his office. "We only have a prototype of the new product. Without capital, how are we supposed to mass-produce it?" Brad asked, frustrated.

That was the main reason I insisted on working. At first, no one wanted to take a she-wolf with barely enough education. This was the first school that did, not first but the only school, and it took me months to prove to them that I was more than worthy of being here. I knew that I couldn’t afford to mess things up. “Oh! That Cecilla coming.” He informed causing my heart to wrench. “Cecilla!” He called out. “Hi, Alpha Andrea. I have to be in class now.” She responded and scurried off.

One day, I was tidying up when someone came running over to me. "Julie, hurry—Debra's in labor!" After a human conceives a beastman's child, the pregnancy is long—anywhere from a year to three years. But Debra had been carrying Patrick's child for less than seven months. I had a bad feeling about this. The moment I reached Debra's cave, I heard her screams. Inside, the first thing I saw was a pool of blood—exactly like her first stillbirth in my past life.

Desperate to survive, Landon roared into the phone. On the other end, his assistant was already on the verge of breaking down. “Mr. Law, there’s no money left! The board has voted you out. All three major projects have collapsed, and the creditors are blocking the company entrance!” “That’s impossible!” Landon’s eyes burned red. “Those projects were highly profitable. How could they suddenly fall apart?!” “Because Miss Ross isn’t there anymore!” the assistant finally said, tearing away the last of Landon’s illusion.