AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a new 6 part series. ***** My name is Troy Burns and I'm the guy who flies under the radar, all through school I had only a few friends, but I mostly chose to be a loner on my own. Most of the troublesome things that some of my peers were getting into never interested me. I recently graduated three months ago and decided to get a su...
Disclaimer: This story is completely FICTION and for entertainment only! --- "What the fuck happened out there, Hector?" one of my guys shouted at me as we got back into the safe house. "I don't fucking know, Vince!" I bit back as I dropped my keys on the couch. I ran a stressed hand through my messy, curly black hair. "Shit happens," I tried to play off...
"Wanna get high?" Olivia asks out of the blue, pulling a baggie of unmistakable white powder from her bra. Megan wants to get high. She really, really wants to get high, and the only thing stopping her is that it's coke and not weed. But she's the biggest cunt in Hollywood (again!) because she didn't let Seth Rogen kiss her, and everyone hated Transformers...
It's a funny thing about celebrities, everyone wants to be them, have their fame, or just shag them. We would probably never get to shagging them however; it doesn't stop us from fantasising about them. Many celebrities come and go through our minds and the grasp of our affection, and in some cases obsession. I remember the day I encountered Olivia Jane Coc...
She fumbled from letter to letter. Her eyes scanned the pages for the gist of each document. "Blah blah blaaah. Beautiful. Next! Blah blah blaaaah. Love HOUSE. Heard it! Yadda yadda yaddaaaa. Keep it up...AHHHHHH!!! WHY?!!!" Abruptly, she threw down the stack on to the desk and wailed to herself in frustration. "GOSH! These letters are all the same! I can...
It's been a week since my unbelievable encounter with Olivia Wilde, and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't been thinking about it everyday since. As much as I was hoping for a chance to actually fuck her, Olivia had already left the resort with her family a few days after. I didn't get the chance to see her after that evening either. However, to my surprise, sh...
Megan tightened the hood of her parka, hoping no one would recognize her. Guys stinking of Axe body spray handing her white roses was really getting old. Thankfully, no one recognized her when she wore layers. She dunked her boots in some slush, mourning that New York had already turned it gray. Limos weren't supposed to be two hours late, were they? They s...
This is my third and final chapter to this series. if you haven't read the first two, you should as they tie directly into this final chapter. Anyway I hope you enjoy the story. **************** Olivia looked toward me and smiled, flashed me a beautiful smile as her body glistened in the light. I returned a smile and we were both perfectly contented at th...
This was the right apartment number. For the room where I would be paid for sex for the first time. For my own sake and performance, I put off reflecting on how it got this far. Instead, I knocked on the door and waited to see who I would serve first. The only detail I got from the service was to come here at this time, so I didn't know who was behind that...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Megan Fox or Olivia Wilde or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Megan Fox had only really just got back to her apartment in LA when her doorbell rang. She ignored it at first, because she wasn't expecting anybody, and she wasn't in the mood to deal wit...