Ariana Lu Leaks Novels & Stories

“There are reporters outside already. By dawn, this place will look like a circus.” Aria’s heart hammered painfully. “Luca, our daughter” “I know,” he interrupted gently, his palm brushing her hair back, eyes fierce but soft when they met hers. “I won’t let anyone near either of you.” “Luca, this isn’t just about cameras anymore,” Lucia said, voice steadier than her trembling hands. “They’ll try to get statements, photos, maybe even security footage. Someone inside leaked this.” Aria’s blood ran cold. “Inside?”

Lucas was hiding more than she realized. Hands shaking, Ariana pulled out her phone. She had seconds—maybe less. But this wasn’t rebellion now. This was survival. She began snapping photos—of the graphs, the projections, the risks, the secret timelines. Then— “You’re reading my documents, Ariana?” Her blood turned to ice. Lucas’s voice came from behind her, low and lethal. “You just signed yourself up for more than a marriage of convenience.

I give Roman a deadpan but conspiratorial look and he chuckles, “Alright then. I don’t want to say calm down again, this is upsetting, I know. I just want to say maybe this isn’t from Aria.” I give a disbelieving look at that because of course it’s her. She’s the only one who knows at the moment. And this is happening just a few days before the Crescent Moon Jubilee, for fuck’s sake! “I’ve had my people track down the source of the information Scarlett. It was first released by an independent online news channel, Fang Weekly.” I silently barf at the mention of that name, “It’s owned by Hunter, it’s a Nightshade pack news thing, I despise them and it proves Aria’s the one who leaked it.”

No matter what happened, she would always be my only family. Inside the restroom, Aria burst in, panting like a wounded wolf. Sweat slicked her forehead and her eyes darted around, wild with fear. “You can’t be that man’s Luna. Or his mistress. Or whatever he wants you to be,” she said, her voice sharp with urgency. “First of all, what is going on? Why is Darius tearing everything apart?” I asked, my words trembling. “Okay, listen to me.” She took a shaky breath. “First off, I took that video of you and Kael. I leaked it, but I didn’t do it to hurt you.”

It was deeply personal, touching the core of their shared bonds and loyalties. Marcus lowered his voice carefully. “Some of them are scared enough to betray you.” The room fell silent once more. Aria already knew what came next. She stood slowly, her cloak shifting around her like a shroud of impending solitude. Ryan looked toward her immediately. “What are you doing?” She avoided his eyes, staring instead at the rain-streaked horizon. “This is because of me.” “No.” “It is.” Ryan stood too, moving closer with determined steps. “You are not leaving.”

Alyona announce sarcastically as soon as Czar arrived with her. Vanluke's priority is Ara. He traveled the distance between him and Alyona. His left hand immediately wrapped around her neck to choke her just enough to deny her eighty percent of oxygen. The smug look on her face turns lifeless. "Where. Is. She." J City Hospital 4 days later… "Hi, my name is Karee Deusdado. Do you know who I am?"

“What?” “Someone posted it to a burner account. It’s already spreading. Snapchat, Discord, Reddit, everywhere. People are saying she...” I didn’t hear the rest. I didn’t need to. I was already walking. No, stalking. My fists clenched, vision narrowing. Someone leaked the video. Someone tried to humiliate her. Tried to reduce what we had to p**n for clicks and gossip. Ariana was mine. And I was about to destroy whoever touched her name with dirt.

I whispered, my voice shaking. Her smile grew wider, crueler. "Oh, I would. I’ve waited too long for this, Arianna. You’ve been a thorn in my side for far too long, trying to take what’s mine. I’ll make sure Alpha Kael knows the truth." She raised her phone again, and I could see her scrolling, getting ready to send the video. My stomach churned at the thought. Desperation flooded through me. I couldn’t let her do this. I couldn’t let my world fall apart any further than it already had.

Ariana stood near the entrance, watching the road beyond through a cracked wall panel. Her phone vibrated again. Not one message. Dozens. She opened the screen. And everything changed. “It’s out.” Silas turned. “What is?” Ariana lifted the phone. “Page seventeen.” Victor stepped closer. She turned the screen toward him. The image—same one she had received earlier—now spread across multiple channels. Legal forums. News alerts. Private network leaks. And beneath it— analysis already beginning. Headlines forming in real time: “Moretti Heir Legitimacy Questioned”

Caddaric told her to trust him and she believed him foolishly but why did Lexi’s words hurt her so much? “Enough!!!” Anna roared. “You should go and see Chad right now for a query or I might just fire you if Ariana permits me.” At first, Anna didn’t want to intervene, just videoing the whole thing to send to Caddaric as proof of why marrying Miranda would greatly affect Ariana but the least Anna wanted was for Ariana to get depressed in her situation. “Anna, please leave them alone. They can say whatever they like,” Ariana said indifferently, hiding the pain so well. No one could tell that Lexi’s words hurt her so much. Juliet couldn’t agree with Ariana, saying,