Total Diva Season 1 Novels & Stories

I muttered, glancing at Darius, who stood with his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched their antics unfold like a well-rehearsed play. Suddenly, Megan’s eyes widened, her mouth dropping open as she realized I was awake. Diva froze mid-retort, her gaze snapping to me, and for a moment, they both stood there, gaping like they’d seen a ghost. “Selene!” Megan squealed, dropping her bags with a thud and rushing to my side. “You’re awake! Oh my gosh, you’re a mom!” Diva followed, her expression softening as she peered into the cradle. “Look at that little guy,” she said, her voice uncharacteristically gentle. “He’s gonna be a heartbreaker, just like his dad.”

That’s an ideal setting to start executing my plan. I spent the rest of the workday registering two new clients: Client One: A woman who caught her husband cheating in their matrimonial bed with a woman he had introduced as his "cousin" two months ago. Client Two: A man whose business flight was canceled, only for him to return home early and catch his wife with another man. Both wanted a divorce—the woman seeking full custody of her five-year-old daughter and the man determined to make sure his cheating wife left without a single asset.

I thought back at what she said and it did make sense that I needed a stronger piece on my board because all I have now are pawns. *** (Quick switch of POV) *** Diva walked out of the range with her hands tucked in her pocket as a rope was let down from the building. She connected it with her waist and she was pulled up immediately. “Phase two complete boss.” *** (Back to normal POV) ***

I clearly remember that I gave her that chain after she promised me. What the f**k! How dare she? All she did was an acting! She's such a Drama Queen. My mobile phone rang. I saw Divya's name flashing on the screen. She continuously kept calling me. Seeing her name in my phone, I got angry, and I switched off the phone. Then I heard the show announcement, so I went and sat down on the VIP seat. Models started walking ramp on the stage and soon Divya walked on the stage. Her eyes caught mine. We didn't break our gaze.

Selena’s POV Who the hell are you? Diva yelled, eyes staring at Juliana with disdain. I opened my mouth to speak but stopped when Juliana tapped my back gently. I stepped backward a bit, giving space for her at the front. Someone who can buy your entire generation, Juliana replied fiercely. Diva frowned. Do you know who I am? she asked, her face almost lifeless. A brat who will not stop hiding under her father’s shield, Juliana replied.

"Don't take it personally. Victor's just emotional today, so he's acting out a little. Give me some time to calm him down. Once he's stable, we'll get married again. This time, we won't divorce anymore." I didn't answer. At Victor's urging, Charlotte drove away. I had believed that same promise seven times already. Every time, I believed her. Every time, I was fooled. The first divorce happened because Charlotte forgot Victor's birthday. The second happened because Victor lost his beloved cat. The third happened because Victor had a nightmare and said he dreamed Charlotte didn't want him anymore after she got married. And this time, it was because Charlotte had prepared a gift for me and not

I sat there gripping the phone, some of the dread in my chest loosening slightly, though not fully. "What does it actually say," I asked. "That an unnamed woman connected to a prior high-profile divorce has reportedly been living under an assumed name," he said. "That's essentially it. No Crane name attached directly, no mention of a business, no mention of Rowan, it's thin.....thin enough that I think this dies quickly if nobody feeds it anything further." I let out a slow breath, Daxton's hand tightening around mine across the table. "So this doesn't reach Jason," I said carefully. "Not really, not in any way that tells him anything specific."

"The bond doesn't care what you desire, in the thieves or in whatever else exists. You'll discover, if you want to live." Diva spat at him, anger barely contained beneath her surface. "And if I don't?" Derek's countenance was unyielding. "Then you will die.” "You'll begin strength and endurance training, Caleb will be instructing you." Diva balanced the workload, her stomach twisting. She did not know, she was good, she was new, and she did not even know how to be here. Her own failure haunted her like a ghost. "Oh, please, do you think for one second this will be different?"

I was planning on getting Shannon to sign the agreement after the recording of the show had ended. On the last day of the recording, it was the stage where the guests decided whether to get a divorce or not. The script that Shannon and I were given was not to divorce. The director told me that if I didn't do what the script said, I would have to pay a huge amount of liquidation fees. Therefore, even if I was disgusted, I still followed the script. I looked at Shannon, whose eyes were filled with disdain, forced myself to not be disgusted, and said, "Honey, I'll love you for the rest of my life."

"So what? It's not three weeks, Diva. It's twenty-one days. It's 504 hours. That's a lot of time. Who said we don't have time? Besides, Diva can do anything. After all, her name means princess. She can rule everywhere within a short span of time." Blaze was still standing outside the door. Diva didn't answer. When he heard the door click, he saw Diva smiling at him. Her tears weren't visible anymore. She washed her face before coming out. "You are right. I can do anything. I will remake 'Choc Hunters'. No one can stop me," she said confidently. "That's the spirit," Blaze spoke, proudly. He was grateful to God for bringing Diva in his life. She was extraordinary. "Before we remake the game, w