Chapters
The moment I heard that name, I knew I had to do it. was undoubtedly the most outrageous yet funniest thing I had ever seen. I still remember watching it in London in the original timeline, having no clue what Mormonism was about, and laughing my ass off from the opening number to the encore. The creators had managed to explain the religion to the audience with absurd precision, wrapping facts in such absurdity that you couldn’t help but laugh. The funniest part was that the best jokes, the ones that…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- “Hey, Olive!” I called out, stepping out of the pool, dripping wet and wearing nothing but a pair of short swimming trunks that barely hid my modesty. The costume department had given me two options: long board shorts that hung past my knees, or something on the shorter side. I’d gone with the latter. If I were going to do fan service, I might as well commit to it properly. “You left your glass slipper at the party the other night,” I said, toweling myself off slowly. “Yeah, and I got…
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- “What is it?” Emily looked between Benji and me curiously. “What happened?” Benji opened his mouth to answer her, but I cut him off. “Nothing of importance. You will find out soon enough. For now, let's meet the cast quickly. I have to get my body spray-painted for today’s scene, which will take some extra time.” Emily pouted, though she didn't argue, and led me toward a lounge area on the other side of the set. The space felt relaxed, with the cast members lounging on couches and…
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- “Tell me again, why are we having this meeting?” I asked Benji as he led me toward the conference room in my own mansion, a place I rarely used. The house was expansive and beautiful, yet I preferred my meetings to be casual, often held in the sunroom or out on the patio. This time, though, my team had insisted the matter was serious enough to warrant the conference room. I was still in my polo T-shirt and denim shorts. After all, this was my house, and I didn’t need to dress to prove I could…
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- “Hermione! Ron!” I hugged the two actors who stood in for Harry Potter’s best friends. “The gang’s all back together!” “Harry, honestly, don’t you have a job?” Hermione said irritably. “You need to stop coming to Hogwarts every day. Ron and I work here.” “I killed Voldemort!” I proclaimed dramatically. “That was ten years ago, mate,” Ron pointed out. I ignored the duo and turned toward the group of students behind me who were paying me some attention. “So, who…
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- 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…
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- A reporter offered a mic to Emily. “Emma Stone, congratulations on . It is one of the biggest movies of the year, grossing nearly $800 million.” “Thank you,” Emily nodded graciously. “If you’ve been keeping up with the news, you’d know about the story that broke out regarding Harvey Weinstein, which has started a new conversation about workplace harassment in showbiz. Did you ever have to face any kind of harassment during your time in Hollywood?” the reporter asked. Emily…
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- Chloe took a sip from the teacup, which, honestly, wasn’t that bad. She hadn’t realized when she had gotten so used to the high-class housewife routine, but she had, and now she couldn’t go back to her normal life. This included occasional luncheons or high tea with her group of friends. “The tea is lovely, Marie,” Chloe said sincerely to the host. “Thank you, Chloe,” Marie smiled back. “Try some of my lemon tart as well. I baked it myself.” “Yes, yes, your cooking is amazing,…
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- In the end, I couldn’t find a reason not to tell Scarlett everything about the Weinstein plot. So, I did. When I finished, silence filled the room. Scarlett sat across from me, her expression frozen somewhere between disbelief and confusion. She seemed far more surprised than I had expected. “Say something,” I gently prodded. “Let me get this straight,” she began slowly, her brows furrowing. “You’re trying to expose Harvey Weinstein as a sexual predator because he didn’t let you…
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- “I’m telling you, Rose, it will happen this time. Mark my words, we’ll trap the son of a bitch for sure,” said Melissa Gillis, the investigator Rose had been working with. Her tone carried the kind of conviction that came only after months of frustration. “It helps that the woman we have asked for help this time around is a complete professional and knows what she’s getting into,” added Anthony Hernandez, Melissa’s partner, his voice steady but his eyes betraying fatigue. Rose only…
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