Novel & Cerita Smash Or Pass Celebrities

she said smoothly, “between married couples, there shouldn’t be any thank you. Right?” A smug little attack. I smiled. “Yes, dear wife, I get it. No thank yous between couples. I was just joking.” I let go of her wrist. Her scent was intoxicating up close. “Shall we leave this event?” I asked. “I’m tired. There’s too much nonsense—paparazzi, your sister, your ex-fiancé. I’ve cancelled most of the engagements I had today. But at least we achieved one thing—dealing with the media.”

Kimberly The smell of fresh coffee filled the kitchen, but the bitterness on my tongue had nothing to do with the drink. My fingers trembled slightly as I scrolled through headlines on my phone—photos of me, of Axel, of that ridiculous moment at the stadium when he pointed at me like we were some epic love story. "The hottest couple of the moment!" Kathleen read aloud, spinning her phone toward me with a smirk. "Look, they even made a hashtag. #Kixel. Terrible creativity, but congrats, sis—you’re famous now!"

He shrugged like it was normal, “Worse if she had to.” “Has she done this before?” “If she had, it would be on the blogs.” But you control that, I wanted to argue, but kept my mouth shut instead. “Even if I did have it cancelled, it wouldn’t have been quick enough for no one to see it and you know once one person has, you can never really take it down, especially if you’re a celebrity.” Yes, how could I forget. He was famous, the type that people would sell their souls for if it meant getting a taste of what they had.

“What’s wrong with this celebrity? Fine if she won’t help, but why kick someone?” “This is outrageous! I’m calling the police!” “Aren’t they livestreaming? How dare they assault someone in public while live!” “How did someone like this even become a celebrity?” “This is going to get someone killed! Why aren’t the two guys with her stopping this?”

He said, pushing open the door and stepping aside for her to walk in ahead of him, like a gentleman. Chloe smiled at that, making him smile as well. "Uh-uh! Was that a smile?” he asked, then he became dramatic, touching his hand to his chest and closing his eyes. "Oh, the angel has been sent down to captivate my heart, hasn't she?” he said, just as Chloe grabbed a tray and she smiled, shaking her has at him for being dramatic.

“What’s going on? How dare you ask me? Did you really offend someone named Mr. Thatcher? I’m telling you, he’s not a nobody! He’s basically a god! He can determine the life and death of everyone in this industry! I don’t care where you are right now! Get on your knees right away and beg for forgiveness! If you can’t get his forgiveness, don’t bother coming home! I won’t have a daughter like you!” Then, Jane ended the call. Sammy stood dumbfoundedly. The crowd was stuck waiting for the drama to unfold. All the people who had laughed started making themselves small and dared not even look up. I slowly approached Sammy to pick her luxury handbag up and passed it to her. “Ms. Reid,” I asked calm

The charity ball in itself was okay and pleasurable; it was the happenings before it that made it to the social media pages and forums. No one in the media missed how Moissanite Hotel threw out a group of influencers for disrespecting the fiancée of the president of Pearce Empire. Before that, there was a slapping incident that involved the same fiancée.

"Also, how cute do they look dancing? And just look at the way they look at each other " She showed a small clip of our slow dance and a clip of us talking by the tree. "We're already shipping them. #teamDamley." I got off the app and just sighed. Seriously team Damley. How do celebs deal with this? Since that day, my followers on I*******m increased. People on campus wanted to be my friends. Even Chelsea. No thank you. While most people would grab this opportunity and rise to the fame and leave everything behind. I didn't.

In less than half an hour, she’d amassed a staggering 300 000 followers. “Your last video, the one at the bar, it gained quite a following,” Jonathan said. “But with this platform, you can get even more traffic. See?” Amelia was speechless. That many people enjoyed her singing? It was incredible. “I have an idea,” Jonathan told her. “I know you want to rebrand the resort. And I know you want to host a live show with lots of celebrities for publicity. But honestly, Amelia, that will be really hard to do. Celebrities are very protective of their reputations. I know you can pay them well, but most of them don’t care. The resort isn’t established enough and they won’t risk their reputation to pe

She deserves nothing but suffering and torture. "I'm not too sure of that plan. Is there a plan B?" Clara asks. "It's either plan A or plan A. There's no room for another plan." I tell her. "If that doesn't work, then we can start cooking another plan." Tim clears his throat as he ruffles up his hair. "Let's do it!" "Yeah." I grin. "Time for payback." ^^^^ Ariana Grande was one of the few unlucky celebrities who had a video of them trending complaining about American doughnuts. Silly, right?