Confession Anonymous Online Novels & Stories

I confessed and he watched me with his eyes agape. "Wow! You mean you know this unfortunate being is?" "Yes and no, sir, because I could not really recollect what the person looked like," I responded. "Are you sure about this? How did you know about the anonymous?" "The person took videos and captured many pictures of me when I was in the clinic. She lied to me that she was a medical doctor and I was lured to believe that because she was also wearing one of the lab coats," I narrated but it did not show on his face that he really trusted what I was telling him.

Unable to say another word. Mrs Zara whispered. "This is so sudden and unexpected. Do you have a clue about the anonymous person behind this??" Perl turned to face Mrs Zara, "I think we shouldn't worry about this anonymous person because the footage, pictures, and headlines were published by different media platforms including famous blogs." "Then, what do we do??" Mia screamed, startling the others. All along, she had been quiet, listening to all of the ideas of how her life and career were going down slowly. Her eyes turned red as she stared at Perl. "Or, am I screwed over??"

Nina remarked “She won't even be able to go outside.” Ruth inquired as to which outlet we were giving it to. “ Every one of them,” I said. “I've set up a clean dump using an anonymous account. It will simultaneously impact blogs, social media and everything else.” “Won’t the source be questioned?” Leon asked. “They will. However, the proof will be indisputable. Names are not necessary for facts.” A long silence ensued. Everyone stared at me like I was carrying a blazing torch on my head. Perhaps I was. But I had earned the torch.

A laptop sat open. She logged into an anonymous account—no traceable links, no personal information. From a hidden folder, she opened a video. It had been altered carefully. The footage showed Ximena speaking passionately in a board meeting… but the audio had been manipulated. Now, it sounded like she was admitting to laundering money through Antonio Enterprises. Tania uploaded the clip to a dark gossip site with a massive following. She didn’t blink. She didn’t hesitate. As the progress bar reached 100%, she whispered:

I reached for the remote with my free hand, switching from N*****x to the news. It was already there. BREAKING: Anonymous Leak Exposes Ravencrest’s Darkest Secrets. Dean Marshall Suspended Pending Investigation. Cohen Sinclair Dropped by Two Modeling Agencies Following Abuse Claims. Sinclair Family Loses Two Major Investors Overnight. Ravencrest Board Calls Emergency Review. The Monroe Family In Shambles. I dropped the spoon, my appetite gone. My stomach twisted as if the truth, now out in the world, had taken up all the space inside me. I had messaged the journalist last night, she had promised to make it anonymous. To protect ourselves, we had to act as if we knew nothing. Maya swore it wa

“My name is August Hale, and I’m not perfect. I let someone take my identity because I didn’t believe I deserved one. I’ve been used, manipulated, and almost erased by people who wanted to rewrite my story for their benefit. But this is my truth. And it’s the only version that matters.” He hit Publish. And let the world see him flaws, fear, and all. Three hours later, the blog had been shared 17,000 times. August’s inbox flooded. Some were cruel. But most were kind. One message stood out. An anonymous number. You think you’ve won. But I haven’t started playing yet. Sebastian. And this time, August wasn’t scared. He pressed delete.

Another anonymous message. I opened it and found a sex video of Alex and Remi, again. This time, I didn’t cry. Instead, I smiled, sat up straight, and opened a new anonymous X account. I uploaded the video with a caption: Previously crippled man, Alex Watson, caught cheating on his wife with sexy model Remi Vanguard. I tagged every major blog and added hashtags: #ShamelessCheatingCouple #DisgustingMistress Then I hit send. And for the first time in years, I felt satisfied.

I'll make her face unrecognizable if I have to—' "Victor," I said sharply, cutting off the thought before it got worse. "Calm down." "I am calm," he lied through his teeth, even as his fists clenched like he was imagining someone's jaw under them. Katy kept scrolling. "The worst part is that it's anonymous. And it's written just vague enough to dodge consequences but loaded enough to get everyone talking. Really great work." "Perfect." I sighed. "God, this sucks." "I didn't even see it until, like, twenty minutes ago," Katy said, her voice tight. "But I swear everyone else has already read it. And they're having fun with it, Anne. Even if they don't believe it, they like that it might be tru

"The people using our platform are posting anonymously while they use a disguise method to hide their identities? The woman replied, "Yes." She stated that describing the situation required two methods because people used multiple geographic locations to access various material. I pressed my lips together while frustration built inside me. "Alright. I don’t have time for guesses. Keep monitoring. Let me know immediately if anything else appears. The conference call ended abruptly when I exhaled sharply and tossed the laptop onto the couch. Garrick raised an eyebrow. "Well? What did they say? I turned to him voice tight. "Nothing. They know nothing. Do something. Find the source, Garrick. Now