Break The Internet Kendra Lust Novels & Stories

Kept breathing so I wouldn’t pass out. Almost every conversation I overheard had the same words: “Did you see the video?” “Two weeks ago, she was trending for days.” “I heard there was a sex tape.” “Her stepbrother? That’s messed up.” “I didn’t know she had that kind of body…” “She didn’t even deny it.” It felt like walking through a battlefield. But Kendra? Kendra was a damn lion beside me. “Say one more thing about her and I swear I’ll break your teeth,” she snapped at a girl who laughed a little too loud.

The tabloids use every humiliating screengrab of Jennie with mascara running, lips trembling, face wet with real fucking tears—the kind that hit you somewhere stupid inside, even if you spent your whole life pretending nothing hurts. I don’t turn on the TV. I don’t need to. The internet needles me every three seconds with a new headline: “Playboy Evans Dumped By Quirky Girl!” “Who Is The Ordinary Girl Who Ghosted Hollywood’s Favorite Bad Boy?” “Is This His First Real Heartbreak?” Christ. Kendra is the first to show up, as always. She knocks, ignores the unlocked door, and storms in with a plastic smile and a schedule in her hand. “Damage control, Evans.” She drops into my kitchen chair, alre

I tried again and again, growing more anxious with each ring. I had to act fast. ……. By mid-morning, the video had spread across every major gossip site and social media platform. Damage control was my priority. I drafted a statement, careful to balance professionalism with a touch of vulnerability: 'Kendra Lewis deeply values her supporters and would never intentionally act out of line. The situation captured on video has been taken out of context. We ask for understanding and privacy as we address this matter.' I forwarded it to our PR team, hoping it would be enough to calm the storm. But the internet was relentless, and the narrative was spiraling out of control.

She stopped her bike, raised her phone, and strode into the bridal shop. “Hey, everyone, check out my ex-husband, the gold-digger who left me for a professor at Hightide University. The slut and the loser,” she said into her livestream. I frowned. Kendra immediately stepped forward and kicked Lauren’s phone away. Over the past year, we shared many outdoor activities, and Kendra had even learned karate. Her skills now surpass mine. I pointed at the shop’s security feed and smiled at Lauren. “Invasion of privacy and defamation. Don’t make me call the police on you again.”

Kendra boomed excitedly. "No! No it's not!" Collen tried to deny but Kendra was on her feet grabbing hold of his arm and dragging him toward her bedroom. "Kendra I don't think you're thinkings clearlys!" "I'm no where near as drunk as you think! And this is a great plan! The moment he sees the video he's going to flip out and forbid Jefferson from marrying me! Especially if we claim you threatened to spread it over the internet! Hell if it'll get me out of this marriage, I wouldn't care if it did end up on the internet!" Kendra had a giant grin on her face as if she had just found a gold mine.

When he said, “I made a mistake five years ago. I won’t make another one now.” My fingers tightened slightly around my phone. “Five years ago.” I swallowed. My phone rang suddenly, snapping me out of my thoughts. Alex. I answered immediately. “Are you seeing what's going on?” he asked without greeting. I leaned back against the headboard. “Good morning to you too.” “Kiara,” he exhaled, “the entire internet is exploding. Leo just publicly destroyed his wife.” “Yes. I saw.” “You saw?” he asked incredulously. “And you sound calm?”

Then, turning back to Rupert, she hissed, “I’ll antagonize this piece of dung all I want.” Rupert’s lustful gaze consumed her as he sneered. “If memory serves me correctly, we have some unfinished business.” “In your dreams, maybe,” Kendra barked as she stood and straightened her clothing and freshened the ponytail in her hair. She didn’t feel nearly as brave as she was behaving in front of Rupert and his threatening group of mercenaries for the aliens, but she refused to show her nervousness to him. “Now, get out of my way so that I can start our breakfast.”

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

I tell them that it needs to be someone they trust but not her. “They need to not know who is looking into people in the office. So come up with a different person.” I tell them. “What about Kelsy?” Alek asks. “Who is Kelsy?” Kylynn asks. “She is a girl that we have known since the four of us were in grade school. She and her wife Leena are actually Lance’s and mine, plus one for the gala. Kelsy is beyond amazing when it comes to hacking and computers. She is self-taught but also went to school for all of that type of shit. If she can’t dig up something, then no one can. She actually runs a business where companies call her, and they give her permission to try and hack into their sy

With help from Doctor Brianna, we got the test, and she took it, and she passed. Tae still took courses on the laptop., Doctor Brianna was willing to help her with the work, but she didn't seem interested in the help. She was determined to learn for herself. But she was also determined to know more than she needed to. Tae looked at me and frowned as she pushed the headphones off of her head and looked at me, "Tae." I said and looked at the chairs in front of my desk. She pushed Brody's hand off her shoulder and walked towards the seats, "A firewall breach," I said and looked at her.