The Live Novels & Stories

I know, y'all thought it'd be me but I'm as thin as whatever the definition of thin could ever be, so no liposuction for me fellas, thank you. I know y'all wanna see how beautifully done up I am but it's a secret till tonight fans so turn on that device, get popcorn if you wanna and make sure to stick to your devices at 8:00 clock cause you're gonna see me live at the event and make sure to keep some napkins beside you cause there's gonna be a lot of drooling. And there's gonna be alot of #Chelsea WatersandKevinBrycegettingitup #Chelkensmooching #wipeyourspitfrom yourmouthcauseweareboyfriends

As they walked on, a car parked not too far from them and came across to them, other cars joined him. "Harvey Rhett? Amaya Hillevi? Maisie Illeana...?" They nodded as their names were mentioned before they got the rudest shock of their lives, "get down on your knees now if you want to live!"

"That's for sure going to help out with sales. Sit beside her, Derrick. Maybe pretend to fix the tables or something." "How will that help?" asked Lyra. "I mean, look at them," she whispered back. The flashes from the outside were intense. How could Lyra even miss that? The crowd was excited to see them. "Girl, you two are famous. Do you still not realize?" Zin pulled out his phone and showed Lyra a live stream with a hundred thousand live viewers. It was showing a live feed of the restaurant with all of them there. "They're live streaming us," Lyra asked. "Yeah," he responded. "This day is going to be wild."

“That's all for today guys,stay stunned for more hot topics,and guess which celebrity is going to be the topic of our next live show tomorrow,goodbye!” Blue Ice blew kisses. The media live stream went off. “This got to be a dream,”Kerry said dryly.

"What do you mean live?" "Live broadcast!" the woman answered, pulling me toward the living room. "Your interview with Nicholas will be streaming live on Vogue's website and I*******m. We're expecting millions of viewers!" My blood ran cold. Millions of viewers. Nicholas was suddenly beside me, and he leaned in close, his lips near my ear so only I could hear. "Apparently, there's going to be a live interview in five minutes," he whispered urgently. "America is going to be watching. Get ready. I heard we're going to be playing a game of truths and lies."

Lani asked, "B-But that makes no sense? He died, Scar mourned him!" "I wish I was lying but I'm not, I saw him with my own eyes, baby! He's in the club as we speak with a lapdog of some sorts. I never thought I'd say this but, Scar needs you." "T-Take me too him?" Lani breathed out, her eyes turned glossy as she did. "Follow me."

Nothing else. I breathe in. The air tastes like dust and ozone. The room we are standing in is stripped bare from the fighting earlier. Exposed conduits run along the walls. The lights flicker but stay on. The city wants this seen. Eli is pacing near the door, running a hand through his hair, eyes darting between screens. He looks like someone who built a bomb and then realized the blast radius included himself. “This is live,” he says. “It is not filtered. There is no delay. Everyone is getting the same feed.”

"Bad news is I kinda told him that we're together." "WHAT!"

Violet, mistaking my silence for agreement, said cheerfully, "Oh, that's right! Today is your birthday." With that, she casually removed one of her earrings and tossed it at me. "Here, this is your present." Seeing that, Sebastian immediately chimed in, "Vivi, do you think Nate will actually like it? He won't blame me for taking away his original gift, will he?"

Atomas stepped to the front of the dais and began his address. “Beloved people of the Kingdom of Aleghor and Kyrshom, welcome to this circle’s Festival of Kelaspin!“ Atomas paused briefly as if expecting applause but there was none. “This is the day when we all give thanks and gratitude for the favor of the gods. We pay homage to our friends, the Order of Keln who continue to demonstrate their expertise in living in harmony with the land. All over Aleghor we have yet again had bumper harvests this circle.”