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My Rockstar System follows Abel, a quiet, video game-obsessed teenager who dreams of escaping his bullied and ordinary life to become a rock star. When a mysterious app promises to turn his world around, Abel clicks "install"—only to be thrust into a high-stakes path where his talent and choices could either catapult him to stardom or destroy everything he holds dear. As fame, power, and danger collide, Abel must navigate ruthless rivals, secret agendas, and his own fears to claim his destiny. Will he rise to the top, or lose himself along the way?

She loved once. It destroyed her. She won’t make the same mistake again. Mizuki Wolfe should have had it all—the perfect love, the perfect life. But love, as she learned, was nothing more than a cruel illusion. In her first life, she gave her heart to the wrong man, trusted the wrong people, and paid the ultimate price. When she died, she carried nothing but regrets. Then she woke up—alive. A second chance. A new life. And this time, she knows better. Now, Mizuki has one rule: never fall in love again. She walks away from her engagement to billionaire Pablo Rossi without a second thought. She plays matchmaker, ensuring he ends up with someone else. The world watches in shock, but no one dares to ask the real question—why? Because if they did, they’d never believe the answer. Then came HIM. A rockstar with a voice that sends shivers down her spine. A pair of mismatched eyes—one gold, one blue—that seem to see everything. K is the kind of man who sings of soulmates, who believes in fated love as if it’s a force stronger than time itself. And the moment he lays eyes on Mizuki, he knows. She is his. But Mizuki doesn’t believe in fate. She’s lived this life before, and she refuses to repeat the same mistakes. Only… fate doesn’t seem to care what she believes. And neither does he. A battle of heart versus destiny. A love that wasn’t supposed to happen—again. Will Mizuki’s walls finally break, or will K learn that even soulmates can slip through fate’s fingers? A story of second chances, soulmates, and the impossible fight against destiny. ---------------------------------------------- “Miss Mizuki,” he greeted, his voice deep and smooth, the kind of voice that belonged in an expensive whiskey commercial—or better yet, a lover’s whisper. Mizuki blinked. Then again. Her mouth opened to respond, but what emerged was less “hello” and more “garbled wheeze.” Lizbeth, her ever-loyal assistant, jabbed her sharply in the ribs. “Hey,” she whispered, her tone sly, “I think the leading man just fell in love with you at first sight.” “Shh!” Mizuki hissed, her face heating up. She tried to regain her footing, figuratively and literally, but managed only to trip over her own feet. She lurched forward, arms flailing in what she hoped looked like an intentional movement. K, lightning-quick, caught her before disaster struck. His hands were firm yet gentle as they steadied her. Up close, those stunning eyes were even more hypnotic, and the faint scent of cedar and rain seemed to linger around him. “Are you all right?” he asked, his lips quirking into a smile that somehow managed to be both kind and devastatingly alluring. Mizuki’s brain short-circuited. She realized she was still clutching his arms and yanked herself back so fast she almost stumbled again. Lizbeth leaned closer, whispering gleefully, “You okay? Your heart’s racing.” “I want to run,” Mizuki muttered, barely moving her lips. “What?” Lizbeth asked, her grin widening. “I want to run,” Mizuki repeated in a fierce whisper. “Far away. To another country, maybe.” Lizbeth snickered. “Flight at first sight, huh?” “Yes!” Mizuki hissed, shooting a panicked glance at K, who was still watching her like she was the only thing worth noticing in the entire room. His gaze was so warm, so intense, it could have melted steel—and definitely her composure. She shot a look at Lizbeth, who was no help at all, and then at the nearest exit. She was already planning her escape. Update Schedule: Start February 14, 2024 Update: daily at midnight follow me on IG: @schreient_rui Like the story? gimme coffee :D https://ko-fi.com/schreient

Adam Blue is destined to be a rockstar. As lead singer of Viral Blue, he knows it's just a matter of time before he's on his way to fame and fortune. If he can just get a studio to sign his band and get his songs on the radio, he knows he'll make it big.<br><br>When they land a spot onstage at a popular nightclub downtown, Adam hopes to get noticed. But he doesn't expect to meet sexy Paulo Raucci, owner of Raucci Entertainment, a local studio looking for fresh talent. Paul likes Adam's sound and, more importantly, likes Adam, as well.<br><br>But when Paul brings the band into the studio, his partner Lewis isn't quite as taken with Adam's rockstar attitude. Lewis doesn't want to sign the band until Adam proves he's willing to work. Unfortunately, the band takes second priority to Adam's growing interest Paul ... an interest that has nothing to do with his musical career.<br><br>The stress of recording their first studio album threatens to tear the band apart, and Adam's ego further drives a wedge between the members of Viral Blue. Paul does his best to keep the band together, but ultimately it's Adam's call.<br><br>Adam wants it all -- his band, his first record, and his new lover. Now that his dreams are finally within reach, what does he have to do to make them come true?

Some hearts never stop singing the same song. Audrey doesn’t believe in fairytales—especially not the kind where a long-lost pen pal grows up to become a rockstar... and forgets her. Years later, she’s grounded, thriving in a promising career, and guarding a heart that’s learned not to hope. But when fate throws Drew—now a global sensation and the ghost of her teenage years—back into her life as her new neighbor, everything she thought she'd buried begins to rise. He’s still magnetic. Still infuriating. Still the boy who used to call her after every show. And he remembers everything. What begins as a cautious reconnection spirals into a slow-burning storm of music, memories, and feelings they never quite had the courage to explore. But Drew’s past is darker than she imagined, and Audrey’s walls are higher than ever. Can a rockstar with a broken rhythm and a girl who learned to dance alone find harmony again? Or is it all just… make believe? This book comes with original songs for a dual experience. Drew has a voice, so hear him sing. Every song mentioned in the book is now live on Spotify, Apple music and every streaming platform. Go listen to The Disciples - The Ghost of Yesterday Warnings -The story has mature contents, language, addiction.

Gemma is finally going to marry Max - the love of her life. Everything should be perfect. But it isn't. Max's mom, Alicia, is doing her best to be crowned the mother-in-law from hell. Gemma is unsure if their relationship - and wedding - will survive Alicia’s meddling. Enter Blaze. He's a rising star and Gemma is tasked with being his publicist. What's a little flirting here and there? Can Gemma's relationship survive Max's mother and the temptation of Blaze? Will she finish writing her love story or start a fresh book? **** "I'm Gemma, I'm 27, and I'm a publicist." Blaze chuckled. "Going to need even more than that." Gemma laughed. "Uh, I'm newly engaged. You look disappointed by that little tidbit." Blaze shrugged unrepentantly. "I'm sure I'm not the only man in New York disappointed by that news." Gemma shrugged. "You're not, can you blame them?" Torn Between Two: The Billionaire or The Rockstar is created by Tiara Msiza, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Music is his life, he is stunning and wealthy... but he is also egotistical, instead of blood, arrogant and dope of fame runs in his veins... Ryan Smith, the ruthless rockstar. Across the seven seas far from him, She is sweet and confident, living a simple life. Tara Sharma is an engineering student. Her life faces up and down when she unintentionally collided with Ryan.

When Dezi Falconi, a pampered rich boy, meets up with Rox Forrester, a savvy trailer trash hottie, sparks fly. Living on opposite sides of the tracks makes them an unlikely couple until Dezi gets a good look at Rox and propositions him. Tired of being used as a rich man’s whore, Rox heatedly refuses the offer, but when Dezi hears his tale of woe, he decides to help Rox financially, and in time they fall deeply in love.<br><br>Eventually Nick Falconi, Dezi’s father, finds out about Rox. Nick is a powerful man, used to having anything he wants, and he wants Rox. This puts Rox in the middle of an impossible situation when he learns that Nick holds the strings to Dezi’s money. If Rox doesn’t leave Dezi and become Nick’s whore, he’ll leave Dezi penniless. What should he do? Submit to a dirty old man’s perverted desires, or run away with Dezi and start a new life -- one that includes murder?

The air crackled with anticipation as Lucas closed the distance between them, his gaze intense yet filled with a hunger that mirrored hers. Charlotte's heart raced, her breath hitching as she felt the heat radiating from his body. "i can't keep my hands off," Lucas murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer until there was barely any space between them. Charlotte's lips parted as she searched his eyes, finding a mixture of desire and restraint. The tension between them was palpable, each moment stretching out like a taut wire ready to snap. Without breaking eye contact, Lucas brushed his thumb across her lower lip, tracing its softness before leaning in to capture it with his own. His kiss was fierce yet tender, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't contain. Their bodies molded together seamlessly, every touch sending waves of pleasure through them. Lucas's hands roamed her curves, eliciting soft moans from Charlotte's lips. She arched into his touch, craving more of the electrifying sensation he stirred within her.

You think you know how this story goes. Some pathetic loser from Earth gets hit by a truck and reborn as a glorious hero in a fantasy world. Blessed with an all-powerful system, a harem of beautiful, adoring women, and a future paved with easy victories and triumphant battles. That’s what I was promised. A cosmic redo, a chance to shed my pathetic skin as a cynical, basement-dwelling hater and finally live a life of consequence. Only… the script was flipped. The so-called "goddesses" were laughing, and the "destiny" they handed me was a sick joke. The power I received wasn't for fighting dragons; it was for something far more interesting. My path wasn't paved with gold—it was littered with the shattered remains of my own foolish optimism. The people I was meant to save became my betrayers. My allies were my first enemies. And the world I thought I could conquer became a relentless, mind-breaking grind set to hell mode. It’s funny, isn't it? When you're a professional hater, you think you've seen the worst of humanity. This world showed me I was just an amateur. My greatest weapon isn't a legendary sword or a fire-spitting spell. It's a collection. A Pokédex of souls I've captured. I don't catch monsters; I capture people. Not their bodies, but their very will. There's a moment in everyone's life—a moment of ultimate despair, a crushing betrayal, a total loss of purpose—when their spirit shatters. I learned to recognize that moment. I learned to harvest it. These aren’t mindless servants. They are broken, remade, and eternally loyal to me. They possess all their skills and memories, but their core motivation is now just to serve my will. They are my ultimate pawns, and their loyalty is not a gift; it's a consequence of their suffering. Some call me a monster. I just call it a different kind of grind. I'm not the only one playing this game. I've found others—fellow misanthropes, each with their own unique brand of villainy. We meet in lavish, hidden dens, surrounded by wealth we've stolen from the foolish and the weak. We scheme, we lie, and we laugh at the stupidity of this world. We are a gathering of villains, but we don't even trust each other. Everyone here has a secret. But there is one person in this world who stands out. A paragon of justice. The handsome, charismatic hero with a tragic backstory and unwavering resolve. He’s everything I was promised. He’s the chosen one with the absurdly powerful "Friendship" ability, and he's my nemesis. He’s a flawless archetype. Too perfect, if you ask me. This isn’t a battle between good and evil. It’s a fight for the narrative. The hero believes he is the protagonist, destined to save this world. He's so sure of it. But I'm the one writing the story. The only way to win a rigged game is to become the game master. This is my second life, and I'm not playing by their rules. I'm making my own. You think you know how this ends? You don't. And I'm inviting you to find out Group https://www.reddit.com/r/chaosandcanon/s/F9XXA5C61F-reddit https://t.me/+7YlPJOIsHOU3MDI8 -telegram

Applying as a band manager on the most popular band in music industry and meeting the hot and handsome lead vocal of the band. Ella Janine De Guzman is a independent woman who works for the family but she fell for the deal and agreed to it, will he be her boyfriend or just for picture?