Blackmail Stories Novels & Stories

She wanted to take a walk in the backyard, but a text came in and caught her attention. "Mrs. Saunders, let me introduce myself. I have some stories you might want to hide. I know what you did to marry President Saunders and what you did to kill Natalie Garcia. If you want to keep this a secret, I want a billion dollars transferred into my account in three days, or I promise these interesting stories will go viral." Savannah's face darkened when she saw that message. "Damn it," she thought. "Is this a threat? Why would anyone blackmail me?"

The moment I read the headline, my breath catches in my throat. BREAKING: Businessman exposed in major scandal—illegal dealings, hacking incident, and shocking murder revelation! I stare at the name in the article, my hands shaking as I scroll down. Not only has my blackmailer lost everything—his bank accounts drained, his assets frozen by law enforcement—but every single one of his crimes has been exposed. Even the murder of his last wife, the one the world thought had died naturally, has been brought to light. A chill runs through me, my heart pounding as I try to process what I’m seeing.

I can not be thinking that in this situation. “It’s nothing” I want to lie but I know he will fish out the reason from my head in no time. “Talk to me, little silver. What did he do?” “He threatened me” I finally tell him, “he said to give him my wolf venom or he will release nude videos and pictures of me. The man I was mated to took illegal videos and pictures of me and is now threatening to release it to the public if I do not give him my venom, Malachi” the more I say it, the more it is hard for me to understand. It’s not like Zach having my nude pictures was a bad thing, I was his wife and he had every right to my body and everything that makes me me. How can he then take those pictures

It was mortgaged to the bank. - Interesting. Send it to me. - Already done. - Great, Harry. He then ended the call and went to his G***l inbox where he already saw the file... This young woman was an interesting case. As he suspected. She had lied to him... Probably to save her honor... She was probably afraid of being in the headlines...The daughter of a former billionaire is found stealing from his former home...that would surely be the scoop of the year... Hamish paused for a moment and put down the phone to pick up his drink. He drank the contents in one go... This young woman particularly attracted his attention. He was dying to fuck her... He surprised himself by wondering if she was g

It's as if the shimmer is an unspoken challenge daring me to learn if he lives up to my fantasies and his reputation. I clear my throat. "Mr. Willis." He doesn't correct me, and since he called me Miss Jones, I surmise we are being professional for the sake of the others in the office. Of course, I've told Shana all about the deal I proposed to Duncan; however, I didn't tell any of my coworkers. It hardly seemed appropriate lunchroom talk. "So guess what I did today? Wrong. I blackmailed Mr. Willis into being my plus-one for a wedding in a podunk town in Indiana. Nope. Really. Well, he agreed because I caught him in a compromising situation that I didn't report. Oh, and we'll be sharing a be

"You know damn well blackmail is a never-ending cycle! How many people have we blackmailed in the past, and how many of them did we let off after a couple of payments?" "Don't lecture me!" Blake shouted back, matching his tone. "Do you think I would have caved if I had a choice? Anthony threatened to sell the story to Scandal. Father knows I'm into men too, but the rest of the family doesn't. I couldn't risk them finding out about it from a gossip magazine. So I paid Anthony and prayed it would be the end of it. But two months later, I heard from Camille Charleston, a tabloid editor. It turned out Anthony had already sent her everything about our relationship before my first payment to him.

"Why did he do it then? When he approached me, he looked so distraught, I felt so terrible for him. Why would he listen to Uncle Ben and have me married off so easily?" "Hey," Charles gently said as he reached for her arms and tendly rubbed through them, hugging her into his chest after. With his chin gently resting on hers, he continued, "Ben had some dirt on your father. He knew your father wouldn't want especially you to know about it, so he gave in to the idea and gave you to Manifold's son." "Dirt?" Isabella recalled some words about her father Gabriel almost blurted out after one of the hearings they had. Was the thing about her father being a cocaine user? Was that what that man, Ben

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.”

Disappointment was evident on his face. He continued flipping through the file until something caught his attention—a highlighted text exchange. “Blackmail?” He murmured the word like it tasted bitter. “What’s that?” Elias asked, looking up. “Here, she’s telling him she can’t believe he would blackmail her with such a thing.” Roman’s voice was soft, almost disbelieving. “What is she talking about?” Elias shook his head once. “That’s the one thing we couldn’t figure out. The media on the phone—photos, videos, voice notes—was all wiped clean.”

The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later. Elias hastily typed in the website information and quickly navigated to the story in question. The story was entitled "My Hot Teacher" and was about a young female teacher who got blackmailed into submission by one of her grade 12 students. The story described numerous sexual acts which were designed to punish and humiliate the teacher.