Blackmail Novels & Stories

“Now, now don’t you cry, my love. I haven’t even done anything to you. I promise, I haven’t, yet...” “There’s a lot I would do to make sure you’re mine. A lot of really bad things, Scarlett. I was going to use fear to keep you in check...” He shrugged, “Effective, but only for how long? But you’ve provided me a worthy weapon in my arsenal. BLACKMAIL...” He spelled out the words and grinned widely, “So, really, it’s very simple. If you do anything stupid, anything at all. I’ll be leaking your little secret to the whole world, and I mean everything. Where you live, where Levi schools, you’re going to truly understand harassment on a large scale.”

“Blackmailing?” “Yes! That's what you’ve always done, and now it’s not going to work. Lucas has finally seen the truth of everything I’ve been warning everyone about. You are a sneak and a snake; now your true colors have been exposed for everybody to see. Even though Lucas has such a big heart that he turned a blind eye to all your evil schemes, I could see through you all this time. You have been caught red-handed, and now you are trying to blackmail Lucas into giving you another chance. Do you take him for a fool? Why do you keep playing with his emotions like this?”

If someone had told Lucas that he’d be in the situation he was in, he’d probably knee the person in the balls and then punch him in the guts just to feel better. It wasn’t just the threat—he’d faced plenty since his rise to power, and this wouldn’t be the last. But this one was different, far more effective. Especially coming from her lips. Mia Roseford, his Mia, even if she was hell-bent on ignoring it. Her eyes widened in fear as she waited for the condition he would set. He was beyond hurt. He would have given it to her if she approached him politely. Instead, she had turned to blackmail. Was that really what he was worth to her?

The traitor said confidently. He glanced around the room eyeing some of the more expensive antiques. He picked up a beautiful glass vase. He looked at it with greed and admiration. He saw a expensive painting on the wall and gave a low whistle. "This would look perfect on my wall." He said. Malcolm's eyes narrowed at his reaction to the painting. "What is this? Is this some sort of blackmail?" Malcolm snarled. Sibean, another traitor from Paul's pack acted as though he was offended. "Blackmail. That is such an ugly word." He said, with an exaggerated offended look on his face. "Maybe appropriate compensation.." He said with a se

“I want money, Ginny. A huge sum. Enough to bury your little secrets deep where no one will ever find them. And if you try to wriggle out of it, if you so much as breathe the wrong way about this… I swear to God, I’ll make sure everyone from your precious professors to the board of directors sees what you really are.” “You’re insane!” She spat. “No.” I said, stepping closer, my smile cold and sharp, “I’m what you made me.” She shook her head, fury and panic clashing across her face, “You’re broke! You’re desperate. You have nothing! How dare you blackmail me?! You want to use me as your cash cow?! Dream on!” She glared at me, teeth clenched so tight her jaw lo

Mrs Riley's POV. I stared at my laptop screen, watching the cursor blink against the white background. My list of Raphael's sins stared back at me, but it wasn't enough. Not nearly enough. Blackmail. The word hung in my mind like a promise. Yes, blackmail. Why not? I'd played by the rules for twenty years and where had it gotten me? Nowhere. It was time to fight dirty. I took another sip of scotch, enjoying the burn as it slid down my throat. Gathering dirt on

If a man with Oakley’s resources and vengeful streak came for him, there was no hole in the world deep enough for him to hide in. "I don't want to drag this out," Jared said coldly. "But if that’s what you want, I will dismantle your life piece by piece. Just tell me why." Miller shook his head, hands trembling. He looked like he had aged ten years in ten minutes. “I was blackmailed.” Jared stared at him.

Her voice was full of shock. I took a tired long breath and began. “Ever since I met Adrian, I’ve been blackmailed. I get these different messages threatening to destroy things between Adrian and I if I do not comply to their demands. I tried everything, my very possible best to ignore, but she seemed to know how to get me and what I didn’t want to get out there.”

“What do you want, Scarlett? Money? I’ll pay you back. Just... don’t tell anyone.” I set the iPad down on his desk, screen still glowing with his shame. “Money’s not enough. Here’s the new plan. You’re going to give my thirty-five hundred subscribers exactly what they’ve been begging for. Live. One hour. Face out of frame if you’re shy. After that, we’re even. I delete the screenshots. You never speak of this again.” His jaw works soundlessly for a moment, then: “That’s blackmail.” “That’s symmetry,” I counter, pulling my phone from my pocket and propping it on his desk, angled perfectly toward the bed. “You’ve been getting off to the idea. Time to make it rea

Scout touched his chin and looked at Scarlett and said, “Well, actually, I have a good idea, and it’s gonna get us even more money. “So?” Sam was interested. “Well, our buyer wants us to kidnap this woman, and then she will pay us a million bucks in cash when we succeed. But as I know, she is a rich man’s wife, so how about we blackmail her family for ransom and ask for money from the buyer?” “Is that gonna work?” “Why not? Anyway, we have already kidnapped her and committed a crime; if we get caught, the sentence will be nothing more than a kidnapping. But if we pull it off, we can have twice the money we were originally promised.”