Paparazzi - Chapter 1Paparazzi - Chapter 1 by Amani-Ishikawa
The wheels of the Boeing 757 screeched on the runway, and Amaya Thomas was awakened by the slight jolt of the main landing gear making contact with the pavement of the runway. She lulled her head to the side and looked out the window at the familiar scene of the LAX terminal, yet she could not wake up. Amaya had been traveling for nearly 14 hours, and she was exhausted from both jet lag and the time difference. Not only that, but changing flights at Laguardia in New York City had been absolute hell, thanks to customs and getting through security checkpoints.
She had been in Germany for about nine months working on the set for Inglourious Basterds, Quentin Tarantino's latest movie, though now that the film was in its final editing after Cannes, she would not be allowed to talk much about the content of the film until after its premiere and release here in the United States.
That was when she woul
Christoph WaltzYou smile like the Devil.Christoph Waltz by macgyvergirl
You shine like a star.
Tells a story.
You wave to the fans.
This is your life.
There are no perfect starts in life.
Make a deal with the Devil,
He has lots of fans.
What makes a star?
What makes a good story?
You have to find work.
Take any work,
That’s the way of life.
It’s not a bad story.
Maybe next you can play the Devil,
He’s quite the star.
Lure in some fans.
They spread your work.
Meet a new star.
He figured out life.
Sign a contract with the Devil.
He tells a good story.
Now there are so many stories,
And so many fans.
You are friends with a creative Devil.
There is plenty of work.
Nothing is boring in your life.
You are one of the brightest stars.
You are your own star,
Not a hollow creation of tabloid stories.
This is the most basic lesson in life.
Those are proud fans.
They are proud of your work.
They love to see you with the Devil.
Your life is now topped with a brass star.
That Devil with his pen a
Inglourious Romance -- Chapter 27Inglourious Romance -- Chapter 27 by Amani-Ishikawa
Auf Wiedersehen, Mein Liebling
Despite their desires, the both of them eventually fell asleep that night. Christoph was the first to sleep. He had been so worn out by their long lovemaking that it was easy to slip into sleep once he closed his eyes. He would not remember his dreams when he woke, but it wouldn’t have mattered even if he did. When Christoph woke that morning, all he felt was the dread of knowing that it was soon time for them to part.
Naturally, Christoph woke earlier than Amaya, and earlier than he had to be. But he got up quietly, took a shower, dressed, and made his way to the kitchen to cook her one last breakfast. He made a grand show of it. Christoph brewed Amaya’s favorite coffee he had from Austria, he made bacon, eggs, and chocolate chip pancakes. He even warmed up the maple syrup just right, and made the eggs both scrambled and over easy.
Once breakfast was prepared, he went into th
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