Dirty Story Novels & Stories

I knew he was in love with me and interested in only me. "Well…" I started, then I went on to tell them everything. I started from when I started drug dealing and went on to how I got fired by Alessandro to how I went back for the job which resulted in a series of events after that. Surprisingly, they listened attentively and didn't interrupt as I told them about Alessandro coming back for me on my twentieth birthday and how I lied to them about it. I also told them about how Professor Mark's real name was Romano Luciano and that he was also in the mafia. Cathy almost interrupted when we got to that part, but Spencer had to cover her mouth with his hand.

In a strike, he had succeeded in annihilating every competing he had in the family. At the end of the day,I reached out to Mr. A, he helped us influence the story as it was told by the media. It was reported as a fire incident at a wedding. As we did all these, I wondered what would happen if we, my family someday find ourselves in a mess such as this. The heart of man is dark and bitter, it is even more so in the life we chose.

stripper at the Kinky mens club. This was what he needed. Innocent Sierra, famous actress, deleting her past and replacing it with a cliche story of beauty pageant winner becomes actress. This was game over for Sierra. He felt bad but then he remebered all the nasty things she had done to him and his wife. He could bare all the insults but he could never bare watching his lovely Adrianna being insulted and shamed. Alex walked in for the second time today handing his boss another coffee, '' I hope you are please with the information supplied. It took som time and alot of effort to dig this out of the grave. It was buried so deep, satans hands could reach it in hell!!!''.

People were moving out of this part of Oregon and no one really stopped by. The impact was detrimental up until the point that we had to close if we weren’t able to come up with something. This was all I had, I couldn’t lose it. It was such a dark time and through it all, it was just Stella and I but deep down I still felt alone. Davis was battling the early stages of his divorce after everything Lily had found out and she didn’t want anything to do with both him and Taylor. It felt like I’d lost everyone and we were all just falling apart and with my back against the wall, I didn’t know what to do but that was when I met Gustavo. I wasn’t the Mafia, he was.

"Your weekly therapy sessions. The countless doctors you've seen over the years. Your so sad problem and how Eden's at the centre of it all. Mom told me about her dress and underwear in your closet and your mental breakdown when you wanted to rip her clothes but couldn't. How she broke you, and you've searched for her for two years. Very explosive stuff. It would make for an award-winning exposé on Rock Castle's billionaire playboy, don't you think?" "Do it," Liam gritted his teeth. "Tell Scandal, sell the story to Dirt. You'll make enough money to pay off your mother's legal fees for breaching our NDA. It won't be enough, of course, to cover even a fraction of my lawsuit. But I'm sure you a

Aian stood outside Lori’s office building, large letters marking the entrance with the name of the magazine, ‘Fate’. He had just dropped off the USB stick with all the photos he had taken from the nurse interview over a week ago, apologizing for the delay. Lori waved him off once she found out that he was the one who had uncovered the Jerry Hess scandal. With a small lecture about his safety being first and next time he goes underground he only needs to email her, Lori kicked him out of the building with a promise of a catch up over coffee next time when she wasn’t so strapped for time.

Dylan asked as he snatched a cold waffle off the counter and then, coming into the living room, collapsed down onto one of the armchairs. “Five more stories,” I told him. “The nanny story to start. Then the gardener’s, the cook’s, and two of his assistant’s.” “The one he locked into a closet for getting the type face wrong?” Dylan asked, recalling the story. “Yes,” I said. “Dreadful,” Tammy muttered. Dylan hummed. “When are we going to release what we know about his affair and potential illegitimate child?”

Bradley's POV I wanted to put my fist straight through the drywall. The entire afternoon had been a fucking nightmare. The gossip blogs had moved past calling Tabitha a gold digger—now they were running hit pieces on where she came from. They were sniffing around the state social registry, dropping clickbait about "the dark history of Norwood's hidden wife" and trying to dig up her sealed juvenile records.

Something bad. The first text was from Steve, his friend back in South Carolina who ran auto parts shops and usually only texted about sports or beer. "Dude. Check BlastZone. NOW." BlastZone was a gossip blog that lived for corporate scandals and celebrity drama. The kind of site that did not give a shit about facts as long as the story was juicy enough to get clicks and ad revenue. They had been covering the Sinclair-Maddox scandal since day one, posting every humiliating detail they could find.

Laura Sterling “Finally,” I whispered to myself the next morning as I sat at the kitchen table with my coffee. My phone had been buzzing non-stop since I woke up. I opened the news app and there it was ... the headline on the front page of one of the city’s biggest newspapers: “Derick Cole Accused of Serious Financial Crimes and Abuse ...Multiple Witnesses Come Forward.”