Somma's Library

TITLE:FAMOUS FOR LOVING YOU
THEME: Celebrity Romance, slow burn love, Music.

Chapter 1: Coffee Chaos and Chance Encounters

Lena Susan's morning began with the shrill cry of her alarm clock, a sound that felt more like a personal affront than a gentle nudge to start the day. She groaned, blindly swatting at the snooze button, only to knock her phone off the nightstand. It clattered to the floor, the screen flashing a reminder: "Meeting at 9:00 AM – Jace Walker Session."

"Great," she muttered, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "First day working with a pop star, and I'm already off to a stellar start."

Her small apartment was a testament to organized chaos. Sheet music and lyric notebooks were strewn across the coffee table, a half-eaten granola bar balanced precariously on top. She navigated the minefield of discarded clothes and empty coffee mugs, making her way to the kitchen.

The coffee machine sputtered to life as she rummaged through the fridge for something resembling breakfast. A lone yogurt cup stared back at her. She grabbed it, only to discover it had expired two weeks ago.

"Breakfast of champions," she sighed, tossing it into the trash.

With a steaming mug of coffee in hand, she attempted to multitask—checking emails, reviewing song notes, and applying mascara—all while mentally rehearsing her introduction to Jace Walker. The Jace Walker. Pop sensation, Social Media regular, and now, her new collaborator.

She'd been hired to help him write songs for his comeback album, a gig that could catapult her career into the stratosphere. No pressure.

As she slipped into her favorite jeans and a vintage band tee, she glanced at the clock. 8:15 AM. If she left now, she'd be able to get past traffic in her car and make it to the studio with a few minutes to spare.

Grabbing her bag, she took one last sip of coffee—only to spill it down the front of her shirt.

"Seriously?" she exclaimed, dabbing at the stain with a napkin. "This is not happening."

A quick wardrobe change later, she was out the door, sprinting down the stairs to the parking lot. The city was already buzzing with activity—honking cars, barking dogs, and the distant wail of a saxophone from a street performer as she drove past.

She arrived at the studio with seconds to spare, her heart pounding and her hair slightly disheveled. Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside.

The lobby was sleek and modern, with minimalist decor and a receptionist who looked like she belonged on a runway. Lena approached the desk, trying to appear composed.

"Hi, I'm Lena Susan. I'm here for the 9:00 AM session with Jace Walker."

The receptionist gave her a once-over, then nodded. "Studio B. Down the hall, third door on the left."

"Thank you," Lena replied, her voice steadier than she felt.

As she made her way down the hallway, she rehearsed her introduction once more. "Hi, I'm Lena. It's such an honor to work with you." No, too formal. "Hey, Jace. Big fan. Can't wait to jam." Too casual.

She reached the door to Studio B and paused, taking a deep breath. This was it.

Opening the door, she stepped inside—and immediately collided with someone.

"Whoa!" a voice exclaimed as they both stumbled backward.

Lena looked up to see a man in his early thirties with tousled brown hair, striking blue eyes, and a smile that could melt glaciers.

"Sorry about that," he said, steadying her. "Wasn't expecting anyone to be right there."

"No, it's my fault," Lena replied, her cheeks flushing. "I should've knocked."

He extended his hand. "I'm Jace." Also noticing her beautiful but chaotic self

"Lena," she said, shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"You're the songwriter, right?"

"That's me."

"Cool. I've heard good things."

"Likewise," she replied, trying to keep her cool.

They entered the studio together, the room filled with instruments, recording equipment, and a cozy couch in the corner. Jace gestured for her to take a seat.

"So, Lena," he began, settling into a chair opposite her. "Tell me about your process."

She smiled, grateful for the icebreaker. "Well, I usually start with a melody or a lyric that resonates with me. Then I build the song around that."

"Interesting," he said, nodding. "I tend to start with a beat or a chord progression."

"Maybe we can combine our approaches," she suggested.

"I like that," he replied, as he winked at her

Throwing Lena off guard a little but she remained composed as she shook of the thought that this Music sensation was flirting with her

They spent the next hour discussing musical influences, favorite artists, and their visions for the album. The conversation flowed easily, punctuated by laughter and shared anecdotes.

At one point, Jace picked up an acoustic guitar and strummed a few chords. "What do you think of this progression?"

Lena listened, then hummed a melody. "That could work. Maybe something like..." She sang a few lines, the lyrics forming spontaneously.

Jace grinned. "That's brilliant. Let's build on that."

As they collaborated, Lena found herself increasingly at ease. Jace was charming, yes, but also genuine and passionate about his music. It was a refreshing contrast to the public sensationalist she'd expected.

By the end of the session, they'd sketched out the beginnings of a song—an upbeat track with heartfelt lyrics and a catchy hook.

"This is going to be a hit," Jace declared, high-fiving her.

Lena laughed. "From your lips to the charts."

As they packed up, Jace turned to her. "Same time tomorrow?"

"Absolutely," she replied, her heart fluttering.

Walking out of the studio, Lena couldn't help but smile.

She got home, exhausted she flinged her purse on the table as music sheets flew off raining on the floor caring less she sat on the soft sofa in the living room dailing her friend Amira

“Hey girl, sup” Amira’s voice rang through the phone

“ Nothing much but me having to be in the same room with Jace freaking walker” Lena squealed like an excited four year old child despite her tiredness

Her words brought about the same reaction from her best friend

“O-M-G!!!!, WHAT!!!”
“How did that happen?” Amira asked

“Well, I got a job at onyx record label to be Jace walker’s song written to set things straight we have become collaborators!” Lena rambled

“Wow, tell me how it went” Amira said excitedly

“Well….”

The day had started with chaos, but it had led to an unexpected connection—and the promise of something more.

FAITH...

Another pin drop length
Heaven has become slient
Like my prayers hadn't went
And my cheeks weren't wet
You tarried to open doors
You carried the burdens from distant moors

Her cheeks have become blown
Her eyes weary for the unknown
Quivering lips refusing to close
Now a dirge is song
Like faith lost for long

Another pin drop length
Heaven is still silent
I know it's not late
But help I in this devastation plague
Lord, the grace to wait
God, in this torturing race

Tear from me this lace
That podcast my shame
Long I have prayed
All I have laid
Keep not silent descendant of Daiv..

Drag her down this cave
He who problems he cloud wipe and shave..
And Let this not be a way
To fall if you test my faith🙏

Ally's library

~ TRY DATE HIM 💅😱! ~
BY : AUTHORESS CAIE
【A TRUTHFUL DARE 】

Gabriella twirled around thd mirror for the umptemth time, she squirrelled in excitment for Jace kincaid had agree for them to date tonight after much pestering and persuation.
Well she had caused more of a drama before he reluctantly said yes.

I know many of you may be wondering why a girl will will ask someone like jace kincaid out, it's very rare for every girl to do that but not for Gabriella Charles, she was different, she didn't care what jace would think of her neither did she care what his financial secetary which was also his one time paddie-paddie, she knew that girl had eye for jace with the attitude she gave her when ever she barged into jace's office to start another round of persuation each day.
Even the securities got tried of her .

Though Gabriella was a play girl, a flirt and " use and dump" girl, she didn't think she could ever stoop so low to ask the CEO of ARISE FARE COMPANY out .

It all started like a film, after work as usual she had to trek home that day cause she had given her transport fare to a street beggar out of pity, the sun was scorchy and could roast a fish. she wipe the sweat bubbles of sweat of her forhead and nose with her handkerchief,
exsuasted and tired from the trek just two thousand feet away from her walk place, she was thirsty and hungry and right then could do anything to have water and food, the was part was she had no money not even a penny at home which just remembered then.

she regretted giving her last penny to the street beggar she almost stopped a passer-by to become a street beggar her self when she heard chants that caught her attension

" ASK THE CEO OF ARISES FARE COMPANY OUT AND GET 1000$ IN EXCHANGE!"

she was like " a thousand dollars ! thats to much, i need such money i will do it !" she said and ran across the street almost getting knocked down by a taxi

" HEY !, HEY !!" she yelled flapping and waving her hands To stop the chanter who had gone a little far away

she stood in front of him panting heavily from the run she just did when she caught up with him .

The chanter stared at her irritated at why such a young lady would run like that and start panting in front of him

" what's it miss ?" he asked impatiently

" I heard what you were saying am interested, i want to go for the dare and win that money" gabriella said, her hands akinbo as she spoke confidently

The chanter paused for a second the burst out laughing, he laughed so had that he attracted alot of passer-bys who stood to know what was transpiring between the two

"it's not funny, i want to do it as far as you'd give me the money"

" i was just joking to attract peoples attension i never meant it know one can ever ask jace kincaid out and he 'd say yes, you can't even enter his company !" the chanter exclaimed

"who said so ?, what if i can ?" gabriella said with a poised look
This time the passer-bys who stood and watched bursted out laughing

" can you believe her she wants to date the CEO tyrant and famous god for a thousand dollars " a passer-by voiced and they all had another round of laughter including the chanter

" Am serious !, i will do it " gabriella said almost in fustration

👤" What if we you can't do it?"
👤" am sure she can she makes it look possible, jace kincaid is really a fair taleyou know"
👤" dream on dear, you can't"
👤"she will do it for the money"

seeing how people debated on if or if not she could do it, an idea came up in his mind

" WHAT IF ..." the chanter trailed off to get their attension which he did

"what if we make this dare real, if she can get a date with Jace kincaid, she gets the thousand dollars fot real, and ... you guys bet if or if not she could do it " the chanter suggested
and almost all the passer by agreed.
the chanter had set a table and work began, funny how people was their money on irrelevant things they put bets on gabriella's Head.

And thats how gabriella got her self in side the gigantic company and only her knew how she made a scene which made the CEO who doesn't live his office come down stairs to the lobby to know why a woman would have the guts to cause such commotion in his company, he had taken a liking at gabriella.

The young, handsome and dashing CEO had taken her to his luxurious office and inquired from her her cause of such action, she told him all and persuaded him which he refused and sent her out .

but as we all know Gabriella doesn't give up she went there everyday after het work at a three star Motel till he agreed.

Back to reality, she picked her golden purse and stared at het self again to confirm she looked deserving for a CEO'S DATE.

In her blue tight knew length strippless dress she looked hot and breath taking coupled with her white heels which she spent almost all her salary on

On reaching to the hotel she walked up to the receptionist and asked for her Table with Jace kincaid , the receptionist wasn't shocked at Gabriella 's out burst for her dressing smelt rich she checked it and to Gabriella 's disappoint he wasn't even on the table there and never booked for a table for dinner.

the receptionist felt pity on seeing Gabriella's sad face, she knew this disappointment it was common here men, she haf consoled many crying woman when she told them they wasn't a seat booked for her and her date ...

then the receptionist had a second taught

Gabriel was about leaving and going to anounce her loss to the Bet when the receptionist called her back

"miss Jace kincaid is in this hotel he is in a room upstairs" the receptionist said and gabriella's eyes flickered with delight

"can i have the room number ?" she asked
"sure" at least she didn't have to console a young lady tonight but make her happy
the receptionist taught

Gabriella had gone up to the room jace kincaid stayed in and joyfully opened the door with the security card
and gasped at whatShe saw.

JACE KINCAID WAS GAY !!!!.

PS :

Good evening dearies pls remember to like after reading.
I d post prologue of my main story soon.

"MAFIA GOAT! "

BY AUTHORESS CAIE

{Present past}

The cold breeze whirsphered into his ears, his curl hair waved side to side in his worn out white shirt and trouser,He stared at the beautiful land scape lush fields and sighed.

Only one thing kept him from falling of the cliff he stood on. He was tired of leaving life. His bedridden father had just disowned him.

Jaime Quester had taught he did the right thing, he wanted to prove to his father he wasn't the coward he taught he was, Well ... too late he was already disowned.
If only someone warned he could have stayed back
If only someone told him, he wouldn't have sneaked at night when all was quiet when Children and Men were asleep, when the drunkards slept on their dine table, He wouldn't have gathered his fathers loyal men who where reluctant to follow him, board a boat and set out to conquer the land which was considered the Aftermath of the king. He knew he couldn't do it, he knew he will fail, he knew the out come was a disaster but the fuel in him to prove him self was greater now than the little voice warning him to flee from Danger
jaime laughed like a minaick he was, A pathetic fool that lived in him

That night he had reached the Aftermath of the king, he and his fathers loyal men had KILLED, R***D, and enslaved innocent children

He looked around him feeling satisfied with what he had done the flickers of fire that still burnt properties shone in his eyes it pleased him
The poor children that cuddled together quivering, made him proud

His fathers loyal men that wiped their swords clean from blood, brought him happiness, Alas he had proven himself, he FELT GOOD
He stood upon the metamorphic red Rock
as a stage to speak to his fathers loyal men

"MEN OF WAR" he cleared his throat
Making his fathers loyal men stare up at him.
He saw that he had grasped their attension, then begun
" Today we had done what was meant to be done !, we have conquered a great city , and we ought to be proud ofIt, MEN HAD MOUNTED !" he screamed
and the men hailed him, he felt good and high and mighty he felt like a king already, he couldn't wait to return to his father in such Honour

" MEN OF WAR! , who ever tells you a man cannot prove himself, KILL HIM !" he screamed
and the man hailed again
" it's in our blood ! we're invincble" he said this time drawing out his sword as he raisd it up high it the air

"MEN MOU...
LASCER had hit him hard on the head and he tumble down from the rock and fainted

the men laughed

" some time t 'ere , i taught e'd never stop takin' " one of the many men said in a heavy british accent

" Just an Eighteen year old kid try'na not be left out " another said spiting virgoursly on the soiled ground

"Lets take 'im 'ome 'is fathere ain't gonna be 'appy, with such mess 'e caused"

He was taken back to his fathers house shocked and unhappy his father disowned him, his father said he was unfit to be the next mafia lord, was a coward indeed, trying to prove himself at such tender age, with spilled blood.

his father took all he had to compensate the king for his son's treachary

He stripped him of his tittle " young mafia lord"

And was given the name "MAFIA GOAT"

STORY TIME!!!!!!!
{FOR THE THREE HUNDRED FOLLOWERS, THANKS GUYS ON BEHALF OF "ALLY "}
"FALLING IN LOVE WITH A CANAINDIAN WOMAN"

Once upon a time, in a top-secret Indian spy agency, there was a rude and arrogant agent named Ravi.
His mission was to infiltrate a notorious Canadian criminal organization known as the CanaIndians. Little did he know that his life was about to take an unexpected turn.
Ravi landed in Canada and began his undercover operation. He was assigned to pose as a local businessman and mingle with the CanaIndians. One day, while attending a secret meeting, he spotted a stunning woman named Amanda. She was fierce, intelligent, and had a sharp tongue - just like him.
Despite their initial hostility towards each other, they found themselves drawn together. They shared a love for spicy food, cricket, and Bollywood movies. As they got to know each other better, they realized that they were perfect for each other.
However, their love was not without its challenges. Ravi had to keep his true identity a secret from Amanda, and she had to deal with his rude and arrogant behavior. But they managed to overcome these obstacles and fell deeper in love.
One day, while on a romantic dinner date, Ravi's cover was almost blown when he accidentally revealed his true identity. Luckily, Amanda was quick-witted and came up with a plan to save the day. She pretended to be an undercover agent herself and helped Ravi escape from the CanaIndians.
In the end, Ravi and Amanda lived happily ever after. They left their old lives behind and started a new one together, far away from the dangers of their respective professions. And they never looked back, knowing that they had found true love in the most unexpected of places.
BY AUTHORESS CAIE

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