Novel & Cerita The Greatest Showman Fanfiction

the humiliation I endured constantly reminded me that some loves were mistakes from the start. James winked at me, "I’ve got a surprise planned for you tonight." I smiled, "As long as it’s not a scare." "Hehe, don’t worry! Tonight, I’m going to make you shine and steal the show!" He snapped his fingers, and a group of young dancers on stage immediately came over to me. They lined up, bending down to offer their backs, saying, "Please, Queen, step up!" James exclaimed excitedly, "Vivian, the show I ordered for you is called 'A White Horse for the Queen.' Come on, hop on!" "......" Sure enough, I shouldn't have held any illusions about him. "Vivian, get up here! This show cost three million!

We were watching a live feed of the ceremony on a tablet. Colin turned to me nervously. "What's she going to choose?" I calmly set my coffee down. Yeah. What would she choose? Would she choose the man she had secretly loved for ten years? The one she once called the greatest regret of her life? Or would she choose me? The man she had deceived for ten years, but whose family name could give her a future full of opportunity? Natasha's lips parted slightly. A flicker of struggle passed through her eyes.

Or did you take that thing without drying it again tonight ? - Adoukè: Don't worry, I'll get you one day. What kind of party was this, my darling sister ? But wait, the young man from earlier, who was he ? - Shola: That was Fèmi, a friend of mine. A nice guy, he's the one who invited me to an art exhibition. As you know, I'm a big fan of all things creative. It went pretty well. And... Yeah, I forgot, I met a man there too. He's a real charmer. He's one of the artists who came to exhibit. Charismatic, respectful of women and very gallant. A real seducer. Just a little immature in his skin, I think.

My hand was still waiting, and I was glaring back. “Wait. Are you gonna tell him now? Like right now, when he’s about to meet your father, and you’re a few minutes away from walking to that stage with thousands of people? Are you insane?” She finally slapped my phone on my palm. “It’s your show.” “Thanks. I have a feeling he already knew.” I felt sad and guilty at the same time, “Ugh. I wish I could see his face as he found out you’re T.S. Prince. That would have been priceless, and I’m 5k richer. Make a call. You have three minutes.”

“No, let us do this differently I want to destroy her this time, I want to crush her so hard she wouldn’t be able to recover.” “How do you think we can do that?” Cain seems confused, it didn’t seem we had any information to ruin this woman. “We will find a way,” I say determined, “I might already have a way to destroy her, in the meantime get me a slot on her show, I want to go clear up this whole mess.” Cain seems to not agree with my resolute, “what? Say whatever is on your mind.” “As much as I respect and trust you, I don’t think going to her show would be a good idea,” Cain says worried, “and I don’t think the madam would like it too.”

Where was Shay before all this? [Still... he's clearly wrecked now. Couldn't she give him one more shot?] I didn't even glance his way. Just raised a hand and grabbed a cab. As the door shut, I caught one last glimpse through the window—the same guy who once strutted around like he owned the world, now crouched on the sidewalk, face buried in his hands, sobbing. Back home, I watched the Chat Feed spiral and let out a sharp laugh. [Ley-Bae, pls, reformed bad boys are literally endgame. Just give Shay-Shay another shot. You two are the official ship!]

"And you should get familiar with his stage presence and whatever. If you're going to be playing with him in like forty-eight hours." "Sooner than that," I muttered. "There's rehearsal." "Whatever!" Toby threw up his hands in exasperation. "Hester. I am telling you. We are going to that show, and you are going to love love LOVE it. Trust me." *** I always did trust Toby—he was one of my best friends in the world—but as I sat crumpled in the back of a rideshare the next night, I could only summon up a feeling of oily dread. The Unseelie magic of Sy's music had been unpleasant enough through my laptop speakers. What would it be live? What if I couldn't take it? I would never be able to sit thr

Shania was bewitched by the man, something about him drew her in. "I didn't know… I mean, it's a big world…I…" "You deal with a hundred men, I'm curious to watch one of your shows… if you don't mind," he said more calmly, she could detect a smirk in his tone. For goodness's sake, how did he know? Shania was sweating left and right "Well… you can… I…" damn it, Shania, snap out of it and tell him something. He just said he's a big fan of yours', she reprimanded herself mentally

Instead of giving in to the negative energy, I stayed in that room and just played the piano, hoping it would clear my mind like it used to in the past. It worked like magic and that's why I was able to make it to her Fashion show seeing her designs on the models make me proud of her, I knew from keeping an eye on her in the past that she would turn out to be a fantastic woman and she did just that with so many talents under her belt, no one can't compete with her. That's where Jasper fumbles by letting someone like her go and marry a homewrecker. I'll be waiting for the day he comes back and begs, regretting his decision.

Zach was really performing like he’s in Hamilton Broadway playing the main role of The Greatest Showman but then somebody had to ruin his day as if they had the license to do so. Zach looked embarrassed and scared but then something happened that might change his life around. Instead of leaving out of shame, he took a deep breath, walked towards the back of the stage and came back pretty quickly. He was now holding a microphone and he quickly went straight at the very center of the stage. He let his eyes roamed around at the crowd of people laughing at him for being gay and slowly started singing. I am not a stranger to the dark Hide away, they say 'Cause we don't want your broken parts