Denali Daisy Leaked Novels & Stories

"Please, Daisy, this is important." Natalie gently touched her arm and gave her a pleading look. "Did Jewel overdose that night? You don't have to give us the details. Just a simple yes or no will do." Whatever Daisy had seen that night must have been so horrifying because she'd turned as white as a sheet of paper, and the fear in her eyes was almost palpable. "I can't—I'm sorry. Aunty Viv…She made me sign an NDA, and if she finds out I told someone, she'll kill me."

That sly grin. "What?" I ask her. She giggles. "Nothing." Josh comes rushing to our table, holding his phone. He's laughing hysterically. "Have you seen this bitch darling? Her nudes were leaked." Wait, what nudes? Could it be Danna? "Who's nudes?" Troy asks. Josh giggles. "Danna Fox. She's so dumb." Oh lord! Her nudes were leaked? But, who did it? If Troy has no clue, then who did it?

She sent one of the compromising photos to Susan. As expected, Susan called immediately. Daisy hung up. She texted: “As requested, job’s done. I’m gone.” Then she turned off the phone, removed the SIM card, and snapped it in half. She tossed everything into the river. She figured those two men wouldn’t have a good ending—and definitely wouldn’t appear before Susan again. She tucked the USB carefully away. It was worth a fortune. Checking the time, she returned to her cheap rental, grabbed her second-hand bicycle, and slowly pedaled toward the prison.

Daisy's hug was tight, grateful, filled with unspoken dread. "I got your message," Alessia whispered. "I knew something was off." "I got one too," Daisy said. "It said: 'Well done for giving her the flash. It won't stop the war.'" Alessia froze. "What war?" Daisy's voice dropped to a hush. "Let's go to my room." They hurried to the room. She locked the door, pulled a flash drive from her worn brown purse, and inserted it into her laptop. The screen lit up with choppy footage.

Daisy pleaded, "Jimmy, go after the person responsible. I was so young back then. I was just a victim of Josh's manipulation. Seek revenge on him. I swear everything I said is true. If there's anything false, I'll never rest in peace!" The recording abruptly stopped. The once bustling banquet hall fell silent, as if the air had frozen. Though a bystander, Alyssa felt as if her heart sank into weightlessness. She fixed her gaze on Jameson's poker-faced expression. She knew that behind this calm façade lay a storm capable of destroying everything. Daisy's decision to reveal the entire conspiracy was likely the result of the negotiations Jameson had with her while visiting her in prison. Howeve

Inside it, hidden perfectly, was a recording device with a two week lifespan. “My father’s office is always locked,” Daisy explained. “I wanted to surprise him. Could you place this on the mantel? Right next to the penguin statue.” Sabrina smiled. “Of course.” And just like that, Daisy had her ears inside the room. Now she lay back on her bed, headphones in, heart pounding as voices spilled through the tiny speaker. She listened as the DNA results were revealed. As the truth unraveled. Clover. Breanna Blackwood.

Grace spoke with a calm and steady voice. Daisy suddenly felt her heart tighten at Grace's unexpected demand. "What are you talking about, Grace?" Daisy asked anxiously, trying to probe. "Don't pretend to be innocent with me," Grace scolded. Daisy had firmly believed that Axel would handle everything well and ensure her identity remained protected. But how did Grace know? Daisy was suddenly frightened by the thought that things might not have been handled properly. To make sure, she quickly took out her phone to check social media and mainstream media outlets. Apart from news about discrimination and prejudice erupting at the famous G&A store, there was no information about the victim being

“You can gimme your phone. I’ll hold on to it until you come out. Halsey nods and goes into the changing room. “Hand over your wet clothes!” Daisy’s voice comes from outside. “Otherwise, you’ll catch a cold. And here’s my spare uniform.” “Thank you!” Halsey says as she takes off her wet shirt. She slightly opens the door and hands over her shirt to Daisy. Daisy grabs them and before Halsey can ask for the spare clothes, the door is flung open. “What-” Daisy pushes her roughly, causing Halsey to fall on the floor and scrape her knee. Halsey is shocked when Daisy clicks pictures of her on a phone.

"I've been wondering how I leaked my schedule today. I never told anyone about it, but there was a large group of paparazzi standing guard over me today." "Maybe it's because of me..." "Is it really because of you?" When he heard this, Daisy's heart thumped, and her expression changed. She quickly explained, "Brother, what I meant was that I shouldn't have gone to look for you that day. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been captured, and the scandal wouldn't have spread. In the end..." "Then, what about this? How do you explain it?" The black listening device in his hand was still warm, but when Daisy saw it, she was taken aback. "What... what is this?"

I ordered her. Isla nodded her head, and I sighed, feeling drained all of a sudden. I could no longer hear crashes from the hospital room, and so I decided it was safe enough for me to go in. Before I did, I gave Isla one last order, "Find out who leaked this to the media." ****** Daisy was sitting curled up on the bed when I walked inside the room. My wolf whimpered in my head when he saw our mate looking so broken. We could sense her pain, but what we couldn’t cypher was if she was telling the truth about being pushed. We tried to read her mind, but all we could see were blurred images that could be real or a figment of Daisy’s imagination caused by the fall.