Versatile Superstar Novels & Stories

“You asked me why I didn’t become a chef, whether or not it was something that I liked. So, what about you? What did you want to become when you were older?” “I didn’t have much of a choice, actually.” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “I was born into something. You know, it was as if it was fate for me to become who I am, and I was built into it. I did study though, I went to business school and then settled as Alpha and who I am.” “Which is basically Capo dei Capi.” She said, lowering her voice. I chuckled and nodded, knowing that I wasn’t going to change it for the world. It had its downfalls and pain, but it was who I was.

He smiled at me radiantly, making me roll my eyes again, so the rumors about him being a good indistinctive Christian guy, who probably goes home to his wife and family, says grace before dinner was also true. “Miss. Williams, you don’t really have a choice here, I am sorry, we don’t get along yet, but I am sure as the time passes you’ll be comfortable around me.” He explains with that constant annoyingly gorgeous smile on his handsome face. “I said no, get out! Do you know who I am? I am a supermodel, if I say I don’t want something, you listen to me, got it?” I snarkily bark at him but remember my mom warning me about wrinkles, so I make a straight face again.

"Wow. You're full of lines, aren't you boy?" "I really care about her, Mrs. Harmony." "You think I don't know your reputation?" "Leave him alone!" I cried. "He's been way better to me than Simon." I rest my head on his thigh. "We were going try to keep this quiet, but I had a little outburst. So I guess it's my own fault." "Sweetie, you can't possibly believe it would've been a secret for long, can you? Jackson Sutterfield is this school's Paris Hilton."

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -

Not only was I covered in shit, but of all the days I get saved, it happens to be from falling on my shit-covered ass by a living personification of my best collective fantasies in living form. The man could only be described as, a seven-foot-tall, Adonis with seductive warm caramel-coated skin wrapped over massive planes of muscles that would make a full-blown nun sigh. I continued to size him up, I catch a glimpse of his long flowing dreadlocks dangling ever so teasingly above his pectorals covered in black and rose gold armor. Painfully preventing me from getting a glimpse of what would no doubt be the most heavenly chest I’ve witnessed on a man like this up close.

I change the subject "He has a kid?" His eyebrows raise, "Since when?" He seems shocked "Yeah, his name is Carter, he is the cutest little thing. Even though I haven't seen him in real life, I saw pictures and he looks more like me, than Ryder," I say He chuckles shortly, "What do you do at the gym?" "Gymnastics and my brother is teaching me self-defence. You should fight me," I tell him doing playful karate moves with my hands.

The man glanced at the ward. His brows were slightly furrowed before his gaze finally fell on me. "Jamie?" I paused. I knew him. He was Blaze Stanton, my former classmate. He was a well-known figure in our high school. However, he came from a wealthy family and was rebellious. He almost had nothing to do with a well-behaved and good student like me. What was he doing here?

"Food. My body needs food after hustling since morning. I still care about my body, Fabian. So, I'll leave it here. Thanks for the cream. My feet feel much better." "Did Calysta's presence bother you earlier?" Jane shakes her head firmly. "I didn't care." "Good." Fabian steers his car onto the main road's right side. "But when Austin showed up, you were a bit tense." Jane's peripheral vision focuses on her conversation partner. Observing more closely the face of the man concentrating on driving, it's etched. True to what most people say, Fabian has the potential to be the most sought-after guy out there. Clad in a neat suit, with a background in a highly respectable job, his considerable inf

well anyway we missed you man! Evan: yes seriously! Me: You're not going to bring out the big handkerchiefs anyway! Marvens: NO BUT YOU’RE NOT SERIOUS! EVEN AT YOUR FUNERAL I DIDN'T CRY SO YOU SEE....DON'T MAKE FILMS! Me: I have to, little bastard....because in case you forgot, I'm the most prominent actor in the world of celebrity! Evan: Hmm...where are the violins? All that's missing is this to end your bragging number!