Romans & histoires Slice Of Live

"Calm down. You're worried about others getting hurt, but maybe they should. You're hurt too. Why shouldn't they be as well?" I shake my head and step back. "D...." "Dylan. My name is Dylan." "It's not legal, but it isn't exactly illegal." I narrow my gaze. "Watch the fight. Watch mine at least. If you don't enjoy the feeling of watching someone go down, blood oozing, screams of pain and suffering, it could even be yours. If you don't get any validation from those, then you may leave. Just watch one. Remember, you have nothing left to lose"

Fuck it. I pulled out my phone without a second thought and after messaging around the home screen for a bit, my thumb found the I*******m icon. My thumb hovered for a second and then I opened it and started a live video. My face blinked to life on my screen and people started popping into the live almost immediately. Usernames I vaguely recognized from my follows flooded the chat—some girls, some hardcore male hockey fans. Comments flashing up too fast to read but I saw a few... NOAH CARTER IS LIVE??

After being diagnosed with heart failure, my adopted sister, Michelle Langley, and I are both hospitalized. But there is only one spot for a heart transplant. For three whole months, Michelle and I fight for that one chance of survival. A video of me confronting my parents in the hospital corridor over their favoritism toward Michelle is posted online. Everyone sees me as selfish and vicious, claiming that I'm willing to disregard family ties just to stay alive. The day before my surgery, my older brother, Dante Stone, comes to my hospital room. He stands in the doorway, looking visibly impatient. "Michelle is just 20 years old. Her life has just started. You've been sickly since you we

Catherine beamed leaning closer. “You guys don't need these.” Grace, walks up to them both. Handing out earpiece for the life stream. “No I wouldn't be needing that.” Margaret replied politely. Catherine nods also, Grace moved along. “We are going Live in a 45-second countdown.Please everyone I need you all to maintain —-” The room fell to a quite in a instance. “Hello, dear. She said with a wild smile, finding one of the contacts to sell Catherine Car Patricia Brooks smashed the table at

He fell back into his leather chair, gasping, the blood from his leg staining the white rug. ​Elena scrambled to Lucas, pulling his head into her lap. He was dazed, blood trickling from his hairline, but his eyes were open. ​"The monitors," Lucas wheezed. "The feed... it’s live." ​Elena looked up. The monitors weren't just showing the house. Julian had been preparing for his campaign launch the system was hooked up to a high-speed uplink for a live stream to his supporters. ​Julian had forgotten to turn off the broadcast.

I just want to hit rewind and stop time and stay at the moment where we are all celebrating life. I already told the doctor that I don't want to undergo any treatment. At first, he was trying to convince me that surgeries, chemotherapies are the best for me. Until I told him my side. I remembered how he took a deep sigh and spoke to me, ' Live your days. I'm happy to meet you in this lifetime.' And honestly, it hurts like hell. He is just a doctor to me, but his words left a scar in my heart.

The pain I feel in my ribs is intense, but I think the adrenaline is blocking most of it. Shane's clothes are bloody, he's holding a knife that is dripping red, and has a few bruises already forming on his face. I hiccup and can feel my body beginning to shut down. Shakes begin covering my body and I barely hear Slice say something to Shane about blacking out. Before I can process anymore, Shane calls out my name and darkness covers me. ùùù

She ran towards Livey and climbed her shoulders, she tried to stab her neck but Livey summersaulted her to the ground slamming her back hard. The knife got loose from Sapphire’s hand and Livey tried to pick it up but she got kicked by Sapphire. Sapphire picked the knife up, “What’s wrong? Can’t fight without your powers, do you need a weapon to help you” she teased feeling lucky about having her silver knife in her possession which was a threat to Livey. “I don’t need a weapon to kill you” Livey said and stood up, she waited for Sapphire to get to her then she grabbed her by the neck, she tried to stab her stomach but she held her hand back and made her stab herself.

Her nails clicked against the screen with an irritating noise. “Of course you know. But don’t worry. I’ll help jog your memory.” She pressed a button. Inst*gr*m Live. Alaya’s stomach dipped. Within seconds, hearts and comments began flooding the bottom of the screen. Thousands of people were tuning in. Live. From her house.

The production show's camera drones fly right into the room, starting the live morning broadcast and allowing the entire MoonNet Circle audience to watch us cook together. The early morning livestream has a moderate crowd active on the net, with thousands of eager fans waiting for the feeds to click on. The second the camera goes live, viewers are greeted by the super domestic sight of my wolf deeply engrossed in rolling out fresh dough while the fierce world champion diligently chops meat by my side. Realizing that the network broadcast is officially running, I turn toward the floating drones and greet the viewers with a friendly, warm smile. Since several villagers had delivered a huge pil