Destiny Gardner Leaked Novels & Stories

It was all over the news what Carter had done, so they knew what happened, but weren't allowed to meet her in person until they made sure that Carter was locked up. The video of Carter harassing Eden and killing Aliana was leaked on the dark web, and soon it was being circulated around in group chats and servers. Eden saw it in one of the Discord servers she was in. She quickly left the server so she didn't have to see it, but then it came in another place. Distant relatives kept messaging her asking if she was okay. She knew they didn't care, they just wanted to know everything about the drama. She blocked almost every contact that she wasn't close to.

"I'm sorry. I am. I've been answering fire calls for so long that I forgot how to just. exist." "Exist now," she told him. "Tell me the truth. All of it." He finally looked at her. "The DNA results came in yesterday. Victor brought them straight to my father. Jackson had already read them when I went to see them. Stacy was never going to let it slip to anyone—she was still spinning it. But it was an inside leak." Amiriam's brow furrowed. "Who leaked it?" "Victor thought it was Langston, the detective Jackson hired. One of his junior staff members supposedly sold it to a blogger." Luke's lips twisted. "It was in the papers within hours."

“I want to watch him burn, and you two are the only ones who can do it.” Celeste met his gaze, her resolve solidifying. “We will.” Back at Sinclair Tower, the team got to work. Lena and Nolan prepared a controlled leak, flipping the engagement scandal on its head. Instead of denying it, Celeste and Damien embraced it. They released personal footage of their genuine moments together, completely disproving Calloway’s claims. They counter-leaked emails showing Calloway’s attempts to control her career, and finally, they hinted at a major exposé coming soon.

At least then, I wasn't unconscious for long. I scroll through the gallery on my phone. When I see the different photos of and with Brent, I can no longer contain myself. “I'm so sorry,” I whimper as I continue swiping. My Brent, my soulmate, the love of my life, and the father of my child. Dead. Murdered by my father. My sadness gives way to anger, and my phone vibrates in my hand. I don't know how yet, but he will pay for this. And Alex, too. Iwill find a way to avenge Brent, even if only for Claire, because she now has to grow up without a father.

A courier stepped in, handed Damon a sealed envelope, and left without a word. Inside were three photos. First: Celeste, holding a file. Second: Jacqueline Chen — Damon’s longtime PR chief; shaking hands with Celeste. Third: A USB drive was exchanged between them. Damon’s face drained. Juliette read over his shoulder. “She sold us out”. “Jacqueline?” Damon whispered. “No…” Hyde rose slowly. “What is it?” Damon turned, voice sharp. “The files were leaked. Not to the board. Not to the press. To Celeste”.

“She is my Fated Mate, and our bond is stronger than any other betrothal or promise or political move could ever be.” I didn’t wait for her reply, but stormed out of the room. One of my Betas was waiting in the hallway, a stern look on his face. “Sir?” “What is it, Dano?” I said impatiently. “We know who leaked the photo of Luna Elena and Adler.” I froze where I stood. “It came from Tiffany.”

She handed him the phone with shaking fingers. His jaw tightened as he scrolled. “He’s launching a smear campaign.” Grace swallowed hard. “There’s more.” She opened a video link. A shaky, grainy clip filled the screen—old footage. Too old. Her voice echoed faintly from years ago, stripped of context. “If I ever told the truth, it would destroy everything.” Grace’s vision blurred. “That was taken out of a private therapy session. I was talking about my fear—my trauma.” Jordan slammed his palm against the steering wheel. “He leaked it.”

“I suppose you’ve seen the news, Gideon.” “I have.” He stepped inside but didn’t fully enter the personal space of the room. “I’ve traced the source of the video leak. The file was uploaded through a series of proxies, but the original metadata points to a device registered to Silhouette’s PR department. It was sent to the news station anonymously at 4:17 AM.” I blinked, the gears in my battered mind grinding. “Silhouette? But… they hired Leo to steal designs. Why leak this? Why the personal attack?”

I swallowed hard, forcing my face to look innocent, keeping my voice soft, small, and fragile just the way he liked it, just the way I had trained myself to speak to him for five years. "I... I just checked my phone," I said, looking up at him, letting my bottom lip quiver just a little bit to look small. "The news blogs are saying Sterling Capital is completely shutting down." Xavier stared down at me, his thumbs gently wiping a dry spot on my cheek, his breath hot against my cold skin and a slow, terrifying smile slowly spread across his pale, exhausted face, turning his eyes into dark, dangerous slits. "That's not the bad news, Aurora," Xavier whispered softly, his voice dropping into a d

Alexander began to say. “Now this is where it gets tricky. You will not discuss payment plans with them, you will simply let them go and you will never speak of them again. And I will not pay you to do that, if I ever hear that word get out, just imagine what would happen if your little high end clients found out about the video tapes you have been keeping of their attendance in your club after promising them privacy. You are too cheap to make us stressed, they will do the work for us.” he finished.