All Chapters of Rise of the Zillionaire Star
: Chapter 111
- Chapter 117
117 chapters
Chapter 111: Bloom of Hypnosis
The velvet curtains of the Chicago Grand Opera House rose were blown upwards and downwards by the wind, unveiling chandeliers brighter than suns and balconies lined with mink coats, diamond cuffs, and champagne flutes.Jaylen had been to many venues… grimy basements, block parties and arenas trembling under bass but never a palace like this. The walls shimmered with gold leaf and the ceiling was painted with cherubs. The audience wasn’t teenagers or hustlers. These were barons of the industry - oil heirs, corporate moguls, and bankers who talked about deals worth billions while they sipped imported wine.And at the center of their devotion stood Astra Bloom.She walked across the stage in a gown of silver threads which glowed under the bright chandeliers.Her hair flowed in midnight curls. Her lips curved into a smile which was both alluring and cruel. When she raised her hand, silence fell. And when she sang, it was sorcery.Her voice poured into the hall like silk sweetened with hon
Last Updated : 2025-09-12
Chapter 112: Duel of the Voice
The chandeliers swayed above the opera house as Astra Bloom’s voice went across the gilded theater. Billionaires clutched their glasses, hypnotized; Jaylen’s own team swayed with glassy eyes. His knees had already touched the stage and her spell was already dragging him lower.But he wasn’t finished.Astra’s soprano moved higher, like shards of crystal piercing the air.“Jaylen Cruz, kneel to Bloom… your light is fading, your star is doom…” The crowd chanted her name in unison. “Bloom! Bloom! Bloom!”Jaylen gritted his teeth. He clutched the mic. The System blared in his ear,“Warning: Subject Jaylen Cruz mind breach at 92%. Collapse imminent. Activate Emotional Anchor Protocol?”His vision blurred. He saw Astra glide across the stage. Her silver gown shimmered under the brightness. She was elegance personified. She was also the perfect idol weaponized by Creed.Jaylen rasped, “Do it. Anchor me now.”The air blew around him and a surge of code flooded his senses. “Initiating Emotio
Last Updated : 2025-09-12
Chapter 113: Enter Draco Steele
Jaylen thought Chicago was extreme fire. But Detroit was cold, unyielding, and humming with menace. The skyline was jagged with abandoned factories and smoking chimneys.The System pulsed in his vision the moment they crossed the bridge.“Warning: Territory Scan Detected. High threat presence: Draco Steele. Enemy 023 Identified – Draco Steele. Title: The Arms Dealer.”Darius clenched the wheel of the van. His jaw tightened. “Man funds half the gangs out here. Weapons, vehicles, explosives. Hell, rumor says he built his own sound cannons.”Nia muttered, “And are we going into his den?”Jaylen adjusted his mic holster. “If he thinks music is just noise, then I will show him what a problem really sounds like.”The underground concert was nothing like the beautiful halls of Chicago.Detroit’s steel mill ruins had been transformed into a brutalist arena. Floodlights glowed. Flames burned in barrels. Gangs gathered in leather and metal as their weapons strapped openly to their backs. Onst
Last Updated : 2025-09-12
Chapter 114: Fire & Flow
The Detroit arena had become a battlefield. The rusted steel mill made some noise as flames moved from the damaged pipes and shattered scaffolds. Gangs roared with their weapons raised up like shotguns, pistols and machetes glowing under red floodlights. Jaylen stood center stage with nothing but his mic. His chest was heaving and sweat streaked with ash.Draco Steele was opposite him with a pistol in his hand. His hand glowing on the mic growling in his fist. Around them, the mob chanted, torn between fear and hunger for spectacle.The System blinked warnings across Jaylen’s vision, “Critical Alert: Firearms Deployed. System Counter Recommended: Trajectory Sync Protocol. Objective: Survive. Dominate. Inspire.”Jaylen exhaled, tasting soot. “Alright, System. If it’s war he wants, let’s make it music.”Draco fired the first shot. The pistol cracked like thunder, sparking concrete inches from Jaylen’s foot. The crowd shrieked but Jaylen didn’t flinch.He brought the mic up. His voice
Last Updated : 2025-09-14
Chapter 115: Tessa’s Vow
The echoes of Draco Steele’s warzone performance still hung in Jaylen’s bones. His throat was still sore from the fire and flow. His body was sore from dodging bullets and weaving through the whole trouble. Yet Detroit’s energy had barely cooled when the System pulsed a new alert across his vision. “Warning: Incoming Threat Detected. St. Louis Nexus. Enemy Classification Pending.”Jaylen leaned against the cracked brick backstage. He was still catching his breath. The chants of his name outside were fading into murmurs when a voice cut clean through the noise.“Well, well,” the voice was smooth and deliberate. “The boy who turned bullets into beats.”Jaylen’s eyes narrowed. From the dark stepped a woman in tailored black. Her heels clicked with deliberate rhythm. She carried no weapons, no mic and yet her presence radiated command. Her gaze was sharp, calculating and her lips painted the color of blood.“Tessa Vale,” Jaylen said. The name was sour on his tongue.Her smirk deepened.
Last Updated : 2025-09-14
Chapter 116: Vale’s Revenge
The next evening, St. Louis had changed into an open-air crucible. The city council plaza which was normally a space for parades and speeches was flooded with thousands of people. Screens hung down from buildings, drones whirred overhead, broadcasting the event to millions across the Midwest.Two podiums were raised high. On one side stood Jaylen. He was dressed in his streetwear with the mic dangling loose in his grip. On the other stood Tessa Vale. She was immaculate in a cream blazer. Her expression was calm, poised and she looked so untouched.She looked like a senator in training and he looked like a rebel. The contrast was deliberate.As the cameras went live, Tessa stepped forward. Her voice was clear, sharp, and commanding.“St. Louis,” she began, “you deserve better than chaos. Better than flames in the streets, bullets in concerts, and lies packaged as art. Jaylen Drake may rhyme, but I reason. He may rage, but I build. Tonight, I will show you the difference between reckles
Last Updated : 2025-09-15
Chapter 117: The Tenfold Beatdown
The underground rave cathedral of Chicago was an abandoned train station. Its stone pillars were sprayed with fluorescent graffiti. Hundreds packed the floor. Bodies were pressed shoulder to shoulder, while strobes cracked like lightning across the vaulted ceiling.At the center stood the counter of Ten DJs. Each of them perched behind tall rigs of turntables, mixers, and glowing subwoofers. Their consoles glowed all alike as though ten altars had been erected in worship of the chaos.Jaylen stood alone on the central platform. His eyes were fixed, his hand in the mic as sweat already trailed down his face. Around him was one of his crew, Kira, DeShawn and Malik. They watched helplessly from the sidelines. The noise was so thick they could barely hear themselves breathe.The leader of the Council raised a hand and silence fell all at once Then his voice oozed through his vocoder starter rumbling, “Jaylen Cruz. They call you the people’s voice. But tonight, you’re just one man. And
Last Updated : 2025-09-16