Blackmail Book Novels & Stories

“The board? The media? The police?” Nathaniel took a step closer. “No one has to believe us.” Then he pressed a button in his cufflink. Red light flashed. “I already have your confession.” The blackmailer’s face paled. “What—?” “I knew you’d talk. Arrogant assholes like you always do.” Nathaniel’s smile was venom. “You want crypto? I’ll give you currency—ten years behind bars.” The man lunged—but Caroline was faster. Her heel connected with his knee. He crumpled. She bent down, breath hot in his ear. “Next time you want to watch me, ask politely. I might let you live.”

"Not selfish? You kept us from seeing the mafia boss Luca the last time we came. You knew, Bianca. You always knew.... And now you come crawling back with excuses." Bianca's mind stuttered. The mention of Luca twisted like a dagger in her chest, but even that wasn't the most haunting part. Her thoughts drifted suddenly, unbidden, to the memory of the black book. That black book. Her bag had been full, her greed swollen with the possibilities of its sale. And then, just like smoke.. it had vanished. Disappeared, as if fate itself had stripped it from her. If she had sold it to the Atlans, she thought bitterly, she could have been rich and highly respected.

“Send me everything we have on Soren. Now. And set up a burner trace. If she’s walking into fire, I’m not letting her burn alone.” Mia I stood up, calm as ice. “You’ll never have me again,” I said. Alex tilted his head. “Then you’re choosing to destroy everything he built.” “No,” I said. “I’m choosing to destroy you first.” Then I dropped the envelope on the table. Photos. Voice recordings. A statement from a former client Alex blackmailed into suicide. He blinked. “What” “You taught me how to bury people,” I whispered. “And I paid attention.” His hand trembled.

A chip. “This,” she said softly, almost like she was unveiling a treasure, “contains it all. Every picture. Every message. Every recording. Everything that could end you—and that sweet little marriage of yours.” My pulse spiked. Piper’s face flashed in my head—her shy smile, her guarded trust. If she ever saw this… I straightened my shoulders, forcing myself to look her dead in the eye. “You realize blackmail is a crime? I can have a lawyer draft a letter within the hour. If you try anything—”

"You're doing this out of spite. But if you don't call off the lawyers by tonight, those medical records go to the press. The whole world will know you're a fraud." I let out a slow, deliberate breath, reached into my coat pocket, and pulled out my brand-new smartphone. I tapped the screen, stopping the active audio recording app, and laid the phone face-up on the table between us. Tristan stared at the screen, his face instantly turning a sickly shade of pale. "Blackmail is a felony, Tristan," I said softly, leaning forward until we were eye-to-eye. "And you just confessed to it on a secure line that is directly linked to the Cross Industries legal server. Every word you just said was recor

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Disgusted, she wanted to close the drawer again, but on a sudden impulse she took out the booklets and shook them, and suddenly a piece of paper fell to the floor. Jill picked it up and unfolded it. There was handwritten text on it, just a few lines, and Jill's eyes widened as she read it. “Remember what you promised me. I want to win this competition and you will help me. Otherwise, I'll make sure your dirty little secrets are out in the open, and I don't need to tell you what that means.” Jill stared at the paper, stunned. So Mick was being blackmailed, no doubt by one of the show's participants.

“If I decide to open my mouth, just imagine the headlines, the scandal and the betrayal. Everyone will get to know that Jax Maddox’s shiny little lover isn’t who she claims to be.” My chest tightened, but I raised my chin, not willing to let the tremble in my face show. “If you think blackmail will work on me, you’re insane.” He chuckled. “Blackmail is such an ugly word Riley. Let’s call it… persuasion. You know the deal already, princess. You write the exposé I want—under your name. You tell the world exactly what I feed you. No edits, no second thoughts. You deliver, and I keep my mouth shut.”

She comes at me again, her nails raking across my forearm, leaving red welts in their wake. Through the chaos, I catch a glimpse of the blackmailer standing by the table, his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. He’s not moving to intervene, not even pretending to care. Instead, he looks… amused. His eyes glint with a twisted kind of delight, like he’s watching a particularly entertaining show. “Well, damn,” he drawls, his voice filled with mockery. “Lisa, you’re unhinged. What’s got you so worked up? Scared, your little secrets are gonna come out?” He says.

“Digital and physical. Someone’s got a copy of that photo, maybe more. Before they can use it, we need to know what doors they’re hiding behind.” He hit send, waited for the encrypted handshake to complete, then glanced up at them. “This isn’t going to feel safe,” he said. “You’re going to want to run, to hide, to hand over the money and pray. But blackmailers don’t stop. They feed. You hand over one piece of your life, they ask for another. And another. Until you’ve got nothing left.” Lily hugged her arms to her chest. “You sound like you’ve done this before.”