Callie Murphy Leaks Novels & Stories

--- *Monday | 9:00am | The Leak* It started with an email forward. Someone inside Meridian had taken a screenshot of the appointment calendar that said “S.B. - Paternity Panel - R.H. present” and sent it to a finance gossip account with the subject line “You didn’t get this from me.” By 10am it was on a blog. By 11am Business Insider had it. By 12pm both Carter and Blackwood stock were bleeding. Carter down 4%. Blackwood down 9%.

"Sometimes the better story wins even if it's false." "Not this time," Callum said firmly. "We won't let it." I wanted to believe him but fear had settled deep in my chest and wouldn't let go. That evening, I was scrolling through news coverage when I saw it. Someone had leaked photos of Callum and me from months ago. From the charity gala, from the investor dinner, from various public appearances when our engagement was still fake. The photos were being compared side by side with recent ones. In the old images, our body language was clearly distant and contractual.

" Calla shook her head. She was tired of explaining. She had wanted to get revenge on Grayson, but her plan had only been to leave him drowning in debt. She never imagined Maeve would go so far as to leak her own intimate photo just to frame her. That level of ruthlessness was truly astonishing. "I've already explained what really happened. I've even provided evidence. You just refuse to believe me. I've realized now that no matter what I say or what proof I show you, you'll never believe me.

I should have checked the caller before answering the phone "What are you talking about Audrey?" I asked tiredly "Really Skylar? Are you putting up an act?" "An act? I really don't understand what you're saying and I will appreciate it if you could explain better" "So you didn't see the recent video Leah released to the public? She just released it some minutes ago" "Leah released a video?" I asked confused "Yeah, check it out! I'll talk to you later, bye!!" she concluded and ended the call

there was barely any life to the way I sounded. “We have news regarding the leak. We’ve traced down the source and I don’t think the leak is someone you know sir,” My secretary, Tania said to me on the phone. “Go on, give the name.” “Matthew Simons. That was the leak’s name, he leaked the footage anonymously online that got to several blogs to repost and publish about.” Matthew Simons? She was right to think it’s someone I don’t know because I don’t think I’ve ever heard that name before.

Too perfect. And that’s when it happened. Caleb burst into the hall, pale and tight-lipped. He went straight to Harry, whispering something too low for anyone else to hear. Harry’s jaw clenched. His entire body went still. I rushed over. “What is it?” He looked at me. Then slowly handed me his phone. On the screen: A leaked international news headline. “Billionaire Harry Declan Implicated in Offshore Laundering Scheme – Tied to Ex-Catalyst Operative”

A moment of weakness, nothing more. I take a step back, trying to compose myself. "We can't do this," I whisper, my voice shaking. "You—" But before I can finish, my phone rings, breaking the tension. I glance at it and see the name flashing on the screen—Damian's head of security. I swipe the screen, bringing it to my ear. "What is it?" "Ms. Hayes," the voice on the other end is urgent, "there’s something you need to know. Evan Reid... he’s just leaked some damaging information about Mr. Cross’s finances. It’s already all over the news."

“What?” Damien opened Twitter, his fingers trembling. “Something just dropped.” Kayla grabbed her phone, refreshing her feed. And then— A voice recording from an unknown source had just been leaked. The Recording That Changed Everything As the audio began to play, the entire internet froze. Kayla’s voice came through the speakers, cold, sharp, and unmistakable. Kayla laughed, a bitter, humorless sound. “You think I’m going to confess to anything just because you asked nicely?”

They knew he was doing them a favour and could ruin their career with a word from his lips. Smiling, Kiera eased their worries. “One question, only.” Thanks to Jace’s earlier charade, everyone hesitated to speak until one of the ladies took a step forward and cleared her throat. “Ms. Campbell, I am sure you are aware of your sex video leaked all over the internet with you and Mr. Dalton here?” ‘I just found out.” “What do you have to say concerning it? The media wonders if you sold yourself to save your company after your ex-hus…”

“I’m already on my way.” I hit the driveway, kill the engine, jog inside. Lana’s in the living room, laptop open, face pale. She looks up. “It’s worse.” I cross to her, see the screen. Front-page gossip blog: “Leaked: Billionaire Roman Vale’s Office Tryst—Topless Stepdaughter Caught After Hours”