Blackmail Book Novels & Stories

“Contains information on the deep finances of almost every Mafia family in the city. Whatever your boyfriend was doing for Bonetti, he also had his fingers deep into the other families’ pockets too. He must have some sort of…specialized hacking knowledge. He was amassing a great deal of information, and keeping it on paper so no one else could get their hands on it.” I sigh, nodding as I hang my head. “Steven is something of a…savant with computers. Even though he did end up being absolute shit at trading crypto, when it came to navigating the web, even the dark web? Yeah. He could get you anything you wanted.” “He was planning big shit, Iris,” Christian says, the seriousness of his tone mak

“I already told you that I`m not here to play a fucking game with you. If you know me too well, you will also know that i'm not scared of anyone. That's why I'm playing this deadly game in the first place. “Of course I know. Coming here alone as I told you already determined how brave you are. I will get straight to the point. I will keep your secret safe while you give me something in return.” “And what the fuck do you want?” “Money. What else would I want from you or would you give me your body instead.” he replied with a dirty smirk. Elizabeth scoffed. So he's trying to blackmail her. She knows that his request for money as a way to keep his mouth shut won't just end with one demand. He w

I… I think I am being blackmailed. His curiosity was now piqued. Blackmailed? By whom? Ethan rubbed the back of his neck as if loath to elaborate on those two words. “My secretary, Claire, and a hacker named Ryan. They've been trying to blackmail me, Rafael. They said if I didn't comply, they'd expose me.” Rafael's face fell at that. Expose you for what?

"There's a difference." "There's no difference." His thumb traced a slow line along my jaw. It was feather-light and almost tender. "There's every difference," he said quietly. "Blackmail is when you take something someone doesn't want to give. You want to give me this, Kiss. You just haven't admitted it to yourself yet." I forced myself to look at him. His face was close. His silver-grey eyes were dark in the morning light, pupils wide, watching me with an intensity that made my stomach tighten.

A bitter chuckle escaped his lips. "There's more." Mr. Blackadder stated with a serious tone. Both twin brothers' attention snapped towards him. "Yes." The words left them both without hesitation. "As you've read in the files, she is being blackmailed by him but she seemed to trust him too much so she hatched a plan with him on her last visit." He stated before sighing heavily. "She's going to have both her and Allie kidnapped by him, then they demanded a ransom once you've paid she will run away with him, living you in a miserable state-"

I’m on the right track. The phone rings. Snoopy wants those mails – now! He is right, of course. I waste the rest of the evening searching my inbox and sent box. Honestly? Inana wouldn’t give a blackmailer the time of day. You have to have done something regrettable to be blackmailed. Inana didn’t do regrets. I don’t care about the picture of Goliath and me doing it on the Northern Line. I feel strangely liberated.

**Trigger Warning - This book contains theme's some people find disturbing. It is a dark story - it contains mention of rape and dub-con. If you don't like stories with dubious consent do not read - (It is called BLACKMAILED by the BULLY people... this is the title and THEME of the book) Much love and thanks for reading x** Alice stood on the corner on Monroe Avenue, staring at the house four doors down. Outwardly, there was nothing terrifying about the property—a three-bed red brick terrace similar to others in the row, and not dissimilar to her own.

"To make the book as scandalous as possible. To maximize sales. She's been feeding him information. He's been updating her." Elliot's eyes narrowed. "When did this start?" "Before I met you. They'd been discussing the concept. When I changed it. Made it about teaching a virgin. They saw opportunity." "To exploit me." "Yes. But I didn't know. I swear I didn't know they were working together." "When did you find out?" "Two nights ago. After you left. She called. Told me everything." "And?" "And she's blackmailing me. Wants fifty thousand dollars. Or she tells you the whole story. Makes it look like I planned everything. Targeted you."

"I don't hate you at all, weirdo. I feel the same. It was an old journal... from like Freshman year or something. The most harmful thing in it was like an entry about the Anti-New Worlders. But otherwise, I couldn't care less." "Phew. Shit. But you still think I'm weird?" "Yep, definitely." "Okay, just making sure," I giggle. "I never even read a word of it. I felt such immense guilt after taking it, so I was going to return it at the pool party, then..." "Then?" "Tiana took it." Silence. "She..." "It was in my duffel bag, and she took it." "I don't understand..." "She's blackmailing me. She said that she'll return the book if I get her a date with you."

The fucking library. With a frustrated and angry growl, I squared my shoulders and marched towards the entrance, steeling myself for whatever lay ahead. I acted as though everything was normal then headed to the place in the library where he took the picture and there he was. My masked blackmailer whose identity I would know soon enough. "What do you want?" I demanded, my voice ringing out in the silence. The blackmailer chuckled, their voice low and menacing. "You know what I want, Prince. And you're going to give it to me, one way or another."