Alison Parker Leak Novels & Stories

there was barely any life to the way I sounded. “We have news regarding the leak. We’ve traced down the source and I don’t think the leak is someone you know sir,” My secretary, Tania said to me on the phone. “Go on, give the name.” “Matthew Simons. That was the leak’s name, he leaked the footage anonymously online that got to several blogs to repost and publish about.” Matthew Simons? She was right to think it’s someone I don’t know because I don’t think I’ve ever heard that name before.

“Knew what?” There was a beat of silence. Then Landon whispered it. “He uncovered everything.” A cold slid through me. “Explain.” “He found the archives. The recordings. The accounts. The mayor’s private drives. He’s—he’s leaked them.” The car seemed to shrink around me. “What exactly did he leak?” I asked quietly. “The videos,” Landon croaked. “All of them. The girls. The meetings. The transfers. It’s everywhere. Social media. Private groups. It’s spreading.” My pulse did not spike.

“And before you deny it again, I can play the rest of the recording. Or even what Noah found — your involvement with both Alpha Martin and Elijah.” “You were the one who spread the rumor about Victoria on social media, and Elijah retweeted it,” I continued. “And don’t think I was stupid enough not to investigate it. I knew you used a burner phone, as did Alison Ellis from the Moonlit Guardian Pack.” Many people knew Alison was a badass she-wolf with many friends from all industries, and my saying her name made Diana even paler. “Alison is Victoria’s best friend, of course, she will say that about me,” Diana still tried to defend herself.

But it was there. Alaric continued. “These audits were routine.” I almost laughed. Nothing about this was routine. “But during those reviews, several concerning irregularities were discovered.” Now the room was completely still. I glanced toward Xavier. His jaw tightened. Just slightly. Alaric noticed. Of course he did. “We discovered evidence of confidential company information being leaked outside this organization.” Whispers erupted instantly. Then died again. My heartbeat accelerated. Because I knew exactly what he was talking about. The article.

In the heat of that room, with my skin flushed against his, he could prove to himself that I was real and that I wasn't going to vanish into the lowlands again. The next morning, my comms unit chirped. It was Jessa. "Brooke Caldwell actually did it. She posted a public confession on the pack network. Claimed she 'accidentally' leaked the Westline Holdings intel." I pulled up the feed immediately. It was exactly as I feared. Brooke hadn't apologized; she had martyred herself. "She’s playing the long game," I muttered, scrolling through the comments. The pack members were already rallying behind her. Brooke is too loyal, one post read. She’s taking the fall so the new scout doesn't lose his po

Marisa asked. Selena nodded slowly. “Yeah… what’s going on? Why is everyone acting like—” She stopped, glancing around. “Like the world is ending?” she finished quietly. Marisa let out a small breath. “You really don’t know,” she said. A strange feeling settled in Selena’s chest. “Know what?” Marisa hesitated—just for a second. Then she leaned in slightly. “There’s been a leak.” Selena blinked. “A leak?” “Confidential files,” Marisa continued in a low voice. “From our biggest client.”

The video of them dining and dashing at the mall, along with the recording I'd played in the company lobby, had been clipped together by a well-meaning netizen and posted online. The title read, "The Most Vicious Gold-Digger and His Horrible Family of the Year—A True Story of Preying on a Woman's Fortune." The video went viral instantly, shooting straight to the top of the trending charts. Someone found and leaked Alison and Tyler's photos. Though their faces were blurred, anyone who knew them could recognize them at a glance. Tyler's company had initially considered keeping him on. He was, after all, a long-time employee. But once they saw the public outcry spiraling out of control, they is

"Layla, please stay focused on your primary objective. Do not abuse system privileges." I sneered. It was clear that the System had its own hidden agenda all along. But it didn't matter. Even without its help, I could handle this just fine. I had Isaac hire the best private investigators available, and before long, they uncovered exactly what I needed. I anonymously leaked the evidence to the largest tabloid outlets online. Overnight, the online world turned upside down over a few shocking hashtags. #AudreyThompsonAbuser #KendrickMillerToxicEx

A female reporter speaks quickly. “Billionaire CEO Percy has reportedly reunited with his new lover Lyssa after her shocking hospital admission earlier this morning. Anonymous sources claim the incident may involve someone connected to Percy’s past relationship history—” “Oh my God,” Anita mutters. More reporters appear outside the hospital on the screen. Camera flashes everywhere. Crowds gathering. Security trying to block entrances. My jaw clenches immediately. Someone leaked everything. Again. Lyssa notices my expression. “Percy…” I already know who leaked it. Claire.

“What else, Mad? What’s worse than my kidnapping?” “I found out who’s behind the abduction. Nites had warned me before, but I didn't believe him until he and Linden provided me with evidence. Alonso, the mercenary, gave me the file, including images, audio, phone numbers, bank transactions, you name it, to back it up. And what’s worse, this person wasn’t only responsible for one thing.” “Who’s this person, son?” Dad looked very angry, about to explode. “He’s also responsible for paying Crystal Hall to do the Tiktok live.” My chin trembled, and I tried hard to push back the unshed tears in my eyes as I tried to continue talking. “He leaked Tara’s identity, too.”