Chapters
“Okay, where do you want to go?” I asked, my hands resting on the wheels of the Porsche 928 as I drove at a relatively slow speed for practical reasons. “I don’t know, Josh. I haven’t given it a lot of thought,” Daryl said from the passenger seat before turning around at the sound of a honk. “Oh, shit! Here he comes,” she whispered exasperatedly. “Here who comes?” asked Ron from behind me, turning to look out the back window. “My manager,” Daryl replied casually, as if…- 278.0 K • Ongoing
December 2010, USA Patty stared at her screen restlessly, refreshing the page every few seconds. “You know, refreshing the page won’t change the timer,” Claire commented idly from behind her. “The video will still be released in ten minutes. No need to keep refreshing it.” Patty turned to her friend, a little incensed. “Do you have any idea how long it’s been since one of Troy’s songs was released? And this time it’s with Rihanna. ‘Closer’ and ‘We Don’t Talk Anymore’…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- Tired of being shot at, Smitty decided to face the Japanese by using dead soldiers as cover and returning fire, and his strategy worked. Seeing this, the other soldiers also gained courage and started doing the same. This time, the Japanese were the ones being slaughtered. Smitty had just taken cover when an enemy soldier was about to attack him from behind. That was when Desmond jumped on the man and started wrestling with him unarmed. Seeing the opportunity, Smitty shot the enemy in the head before…
- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- “You don’t know what you want to be,” Michelle said bluntly, looking straight into my eyes. “What… exactly do you mean by that?” I asked hesitantly. She gave me a serious look. “This is just my opinion, so take it with a pinch of salt, okay?” I nodded. “You’re an actor, a writer, a director, a producer, a model, and a professional athlete.” “I’m not a professional athlete anymore,” I argued. “Neither a model.” “Yet you train every day for hours,” she…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- May 2009, New York City, USA “Ladies and gentlemen, Troy Armitage!” I walked out through the studio doors with a bright smile on my face. The in-house band sat to my left, just by the edge of the stage. Beyond them was the sea of faces that made up my audience for the night. The moment my name was announced, the crowd erupted into thunderous applause that echoed across the studio. I waved as I stepped to the center of the stage. “Thank you,” I said, though my voice was almost lost beneath…
- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- I sat beside Elizabeth Olsen as I casually scrolled through my phone. We’d just finished another round of press junkets for the movie. The award ceremony for the film festival would begin soon, and until then, we’d decided to relax in the same room. There was nothing romantic about it at this point, just two friends hanging out together. “I still can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered in disbelief. “My very first movie, and so much positive reception.” “You deserve it,”…
- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- “Noah, sit on the hood of the car and give me that high-fashion look, like all this doesn’t matter to you at all.” I slid onto the hood of the Porsche 911 and got comfortable. Thanks to years of modelling, this felt right in my comfort zone. I looked toward the camera, but slightly to the left, to make it seem like I was indifferent to its presence. “Perfect!” the man shouted excitedly as he continued taking photos of me in the same position from different angles. I had already shot…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- “I fucking hate this shit!” Austin growled as he stared at the long line stretching across the entrance of the movie theater. “Why are so many people here to watch this film? Why couldn’t they do it next week? Or maybe never?” “We already have the tickets, bro.” Eric gave Austin an exasperated look while adjusting the collar of his hoodie. “I brought you out here because I thought Troy was your favorite actor, and watching his film would make you feel better. But you’re still acting…
- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- I sat across from my soon-to-be agent and carefully read through the contract she’d handed me. It didn’t take me long to get through the pages. “Honestly, I didn’t expect the reason for you not signing me up to be this,” I said, motioning around at her new office, which looked nothing like her old one. And thank God she didn’t insist on representing me back then. For if she had, I would have lost out on a good chunk of my profits from the backend deal I had subsequently signed with Sean…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- “What is your favorite ride?” I didn’t have to think too much about the question. “I like speed, reliability, great engineering, and style.” Then I patted the hood of the Porsche 911 we were standing in front of. “This beauty gives me all of that in one.” The man interviewing me, Rafe, nodded in agreement. “Can’t deny that. So, is this truly your first car?” “I never said that.” I immediately shook my head. “As much as I would’ve loved to get this as my first car, I…
- 278.0 K • Ongoing
- Previous 1 … 14 15 16 … 19 Next
