Wanna Be Drama Novels & Stories

Then, she asked obliquely, "Ms. Harper, you posted something about a new production team. Is a new drama coming?" Kelly replied, "Yeah. It's planned to be aired this year, so we've got to start preparing for it now." "What drama is it? Why is it so urgent?" "The Palace, I've told you about it." Bella's face immediately darkened. 'It's Daniel's drama!' The Palace received much attention as soon as its story was published. The production team had been recruiting actors and actresses after it was given the green light. Bella's income relied on her internet fame, but she wanted more. She hoped there would be a high-quality drama for her to prove herself, so she could stop being an internet star.

It is a new feeling that at some point terrifies me. No! I can’t possibly be vulnerable to some girl. I am Atlas Finn damian and I can’t just fall into the trap of this girl . No! I am going to get my head straight and find a way out of this web! I slam the cup of vodka on my lips and close to tightly with my lips as I allow it pour in…

He saw me as nothing but an obstacle to his true love, desperate to be free of me. His friends immediately offered suggestions. Until one proposed an idea that had everyone eagerly anticipating the outcome. "I've got the perfect plan—Travis, you fake your death at the wedding. We'll livestream it and watch her break down completely, crying her eyes out!" After saying this, the person seemed to realize they'd gone too far and stopped talking.

"It's been forever since I watched a movie with a friend." "What genre are we thinking?" "Something that requires absolutely zero brain power. I've had enough drama in real life." "Sounds perfect." Heather climbed into the passenger seat, already pulling up streaming options on her phone. "Fair warning, I talk through movies. It's a character flaw I've accepted about myself." "I wouldn't have it any other way." As I pulled out of the parking lot, bags of snacks piled in the backseat and Heather arguing with herself about whether we should watch a comedy or action movie, I felt something in my chest unclench.

It will be hilarious if everyone in the village turns into white-haired witches like they call me. The wolves will have a run for their money when they encounter us, white witches. Witches vs. werewolves. “That will be one hilarious sight to behold” I muss to myself. Having thoughts about everyone being witches like they accused me to be is so hilarious to the extent it made me momentarily forget all about Fosy and Chika. That reminds me, I need to go into the Ajali forest to get some herbs for Deeda Osondu and Mrs. Amadi.

"Go get him, then. I'll leave soon, anyway. I've already stayed for a week. It's time for me to go home." "Will you be alright alone?" Josh asked. "Why wouldn't I be? I've lived alone for years," Natalie said. Josh's eyes were filled with concern. When he spoke again, his voice was hard. "Rena, I'm begging you. This is a special situation. Can't you be a little more generous and understanding?" I was exhausted. Suddenly, I no longer wanted to put up with any of this anymore. "What special situation?" Josh froze, and his tone turned harsh. "Natalie's sick. Depression carries a high risk of suicide."

"...but I do know one thing." Dane raised an eyebrow. "What?" She closed her file. "From today onward..." "We're about to witness a very entertaining chase." "...With those two as the main characters." Dane looked confused. "What chase?" "Victor already likes Shirly." Kiara slowly shook her head. "No." "He merely admired Shirly." "What he truly can't bear..." "...is watching Lillian walk away." Neil buried his face in both hands. "Oh no..." "Now we have to watch my parents romance too?"

I’m not driving, and he’ll be too busy playing to get even a little tipsy. "I’m not trying to ruin anything," I huffed. "I just wanted to have a nice dinner with you, since this is the only night of the month we get. I’m not asking that much, am I? " It was rhetorical really, because I didn’t want to hear any answer he might come up with. No matter what I said, he was going to take it wrong anyway. I decide to continue, "all I'm asking is for one night that feels like a date. One night, I get to feel like a woman, not just a mom. " My mouth is moving, and words are coming out. But it doesn’t matter. My words are going in one ear and out the other.

After Mathew finally decided to leave, I made myself dinner. I took my food to the sitting room putting on my laptop I turned to N*****x to find something interesting to watch, I choose the movie called "the unforgivable," a story about a woman who got released from prison after a long time for a crime she committed, but is rejected by society because of her past, reading the short intro I kinda compared her with myself, only that she committed a crime against a society whereas I committed a crime against the mafia Don, but what makes us similar is that those we offended have decided to see our crimes as "the unforgivable,".....how ironic.

As much as she wanted to lead the family, hearing out the children’s opinions wasn’t so bad at all. “Goodness! How can I live without these sweet bees, hm?” Sierra’s tears fell as a roller coaster of emotions overwhelmed her. She was trying to avoid the topic of the children with Caleb, but knowing what the children think about her getting married someday made her want to clear things up between them. She wanted to know what Caleb think about her situation. However, Sierra didn’t want to be presumptuous, assuming that Caleb would ask for her hand in marriage. But in her mind, she was hoping he’d want her to tie the knot with him. “Ah. Who wants a snack? We still have popcorn. Who wants some?