Stuck With Mr. Popular Novels & Stories

I had everything prepared and ready to be released at the perfect time. … One evening, Julian left his jacket on the couch, and the smell of alcohol was overwhelming. Disgusted, I picked it up to throw it in the laundry. But as I lifted it, I noticed something strange. There was white powder smeared across the pocket. Curious, I decided to take some to get it tested. Given how much time he spent in bars lately, I wouldn't be surprised if he'd gotten into something illegal. The day of their breakup video shoot was fast approaching, and I had everything planned. I was ready to expose the truth at the exact moment their video gained the most attention.

Instead of the warm insightful conversation I had hoped for, I was met with nothing but hostility and disdain. I don’t wait any longer as more thunder rumbles in the sky. I start to walk back to my car. As I walk through the forest, the first few raindrops begin to fall. I pull the jacket I’m wearing tighter around myself, trying to ward off the chill, both from the wind and the emotions that are swirling within me. I can’t believe that Hunter Graham, the man whose words had moved lots of people so deeply, I as well. And yet, today, I was met with nothing but rejection and rudeness. Is this how famous people are in reality? Has he always been like this or Had fame and success made him this

#The_Next_Day ELENA "Wake up sleepy head." Mother said throwing a pillow at me as I laid. "Mom." I called in frustration. "What? It's 10am. You should be on your way to finding a good job now you lost the Audition." She said and I sat up sadly. "Mom you didn't need to remind me. I know I am a failure." I said and she sat next to me holding my hand. "You are not a failure Elena. Things happen for a reason. You can still have another chance at

The same one that kept me up all night when I almost lost my mom to Cervical cancer. Evelyn had also thought it was a good plan. Good for me, good for my family. I had accepted. Not because the Steeles’ last name was the heartbeat of almost every girl in Manhattan, but because Mr. Magnus Steele was a man I couldn't say no to.

And the air grew tense between them. ******* A sad smile graced Mrs. Maddox's features as she continued to scroll through the hearty comments of the netizens. “We all have underestimated Trevor Maddox. In less than two months and his new company is already a partner with the US's most successful firm. “He’s not only looks but with brains.” “I always believed in him. My man is so hot and also very smart.” Tossing her phone on her husband’s home office desk, she pranced back and forth.

Elise I thought It'll be a one hour thingy but I ended up spending a good two and half hours. All for dance. The rest seems to be professionals in it. While I was literally missing steps. Getting stared at by the guy in front of me. I almost lost the shit in me to lash out on him. But then I remembered Mrs Vanessa's words Don't cause any trouble. Like she knew how I can be . I grabbed my jacket from the clothing hanger together with my phone and was about to make my my way out when Mrs Vanessa stopped me . "Miss Parker, I can see you enjoyed today's lesson" She uttered.

All these facts always make my heart bleed in pain. I see ladies, especially girls from my college fighting because of my husband and I can't even walk up to them and say, “Bitches! He's my fucking husband!" But how will I tell them that he's a cold and arrogant husband who doesn't love me. My husband is not just for me, he's for everyone, he can never be mine alone. He is MR POPULAR. My name is Constance Williams and you are about to read my love story...

'You know I want you it's not a secret I try to hide, I know you want me so don't keep saying our hands are tied, you claim it's not in the tide', Running a towel through my wet hair, I walked out of my bathroom and followed the sound of my ringing tone, it was from my favorite movie, 'the greatest showman', my phone lay on a side of my bed, I sang along as I picked the phone up and answered the call, it was my mum.

The young stripper appeared on stage and slid sensually onto the scenic sofa. He took a sip of the drink whilst focusing his attention on the dancer's moves. He looked away from a subordinate who was coming into the room. "What do you want?" Enrico asked. "Don Bianchi wants to talk to you!" Enrico closed his eyes in disgust, everyone knew that on his days off, he went out to have fun. "What happened?" "Your uncle has a mission for you!" The henchman informed. "I'll be there in an hour". Impatient, he ordered another drink from the waitress. Suddenly, he spotted a burly man who stood as soon as the stripper show ended. He noticed when the stripper took a wad of cash.