Elaina-sky Leaked Novels & Stories

said Elias. “Shut up,” snapped Sky. Blue veins stood out on Sky’s temples. Without warning, he kicked Elias to the sofa in front of everyone. Next, he looked at Lilia and said, “I need an explanation from you.” Lilia gently took a puff of the cigarette in her hand. “True blue will never stain. If you really suspect me of being a traitor, you can do whatever you want to me now.” It was indeed true that Lilia was the one who had told Zeppelin Wayne about the Great Sky Group’s plan to get Sachin back from the Golden Temple of Dunham Lake. But, Sky had exaggerated the matter by calling her a traitor.

Controlled. “It happened fast,” he said calmly. “The story leaked simultaneously across multiple platforms. By the time we confirmed the source, it was already trending.” I laughed once under my breath, but there was no humor in it. “Amazing.” “Alyana—” “No, seriously,” I cut him off. “This is exactly what Elena wanted.” “She won’t get away with it.” “That’s not the point.” My voice rose before I could stop it. I turned away from him, pressing a hand against my forehead.

Damian stood in what used to be his office—now a temporary workspace stripped of personal artifacts. The walls were glass. Transparency, the board had insisted. Damian hated it. Elena stood beside him, tablet glowing with alerts. “Someone leaked internal board transcripts,” she said. “From five years ago.” Damian stiffened. “Which ones?” Elena met his eyes. “The ones that mention Aria’s father.” The room seemed to tilt. “That was sealed,” Damian said slowly. “It was,” Elena agreed. “Until this morning.” The headline spread like wildfire:

The leak didn’t come as a headline. It arrived as a screenshot. A cropped image, shared quietly in private circles first group chats, DMs, the places where curiosity pretended to be discretion. By the time it surfaced publicly, it had already been interpreted. Not damning. Not illegal. Personal. Elena called before dawn. “It’s out.” “I know,” I replied. “How?” she asked. “Because this is how he operates,” I said. “He doesn’t burn. He stains.”

It made Elena’s smirk widen. "I wonder what Damien would think if this got out to Syndicate Fangs," she mused as she tilted her head. "Or better yet—the whole city. A Luna with a past like this? It's so Scandalous." She leaves hand on her chest dramatically and gasps which made Sloane laugh in satisfaction. Blood rushed to my head and my pulse began hammering. I knew Lunar Lust had strict rules against recording. I knew the clients weren’t allowed to take videos. Which meant someone inside had leaked it and it's no other than my boss

She stood there for a long time before she dialled. The call rang up to four times and as she was already rehearsing hanging up…she picked up. “Selene?” Groggy. Then immediately became more awake. “What’s wrong? Is it, Avalon—” “Elena’s medical records were leaked to TechCrunch six weeks ago.” Selene kept her voice even. The way she’d learned to speak when she needed control. “Someone gave them to a journalist and framed it as evidence of fraud, do you know about that before the article was published?”

“Acting, huh? So I’ve been acting this whole time… Guess I really fooled everyone.” And then, like a whisper on the breeze, his voice sounded again— “Briella, if I died one day, you’d never forget me, right? Especially since I’ve treated you so badly…” If I die, don’t forget me. The next day. BM Group Headquarters. “Skye, the collaboration with Zachary Tech has been officially terminated. Mr. Rock filed charges personally.” Briella reclined on the office sofa. “Mm. That case is causing quite a stir.”

"Grandmother and granddaughter." "Having an affair with the same man," I said. "What a huge scandal." "When do we release it?" Elena asked. "Tonight," Lysander said. His fingers moved across the keyboard, preparing the files to be sent. Lysander hit send, releasing the videos into the world.

The penthouse felt like a pressure cooker. Damian paced the living room like a caged lion, phone in hand, voice sharp as he barked orders at his legal and PR teams. The media storm had escalated overnight. Marcus Kane had leaked more photos intimate shots from the yacht, grainy but unmistakable along with fabricated stories claiming Elena was a planted corporate spy sent to distract the mogul during a critical merger. Investors were pulling back. Board members were demanding emergency meetings. Stock in Vale Enterprises had dipped nearly eight percent in pre-market trading.

“Someone leaked the twins’ school information online.” Everything inside Ava stopped. For one horrifying second she could not breathe. “No,” she whispered. Elise grabbed her tablet immediately while Adrian’s entire expression transformed into something lethal. “Who leaked it?” “We’re tracing it now.” Ava snatched the tablet from Elise’s hands and nearly collapsed when she saw the images spreading across social media. Photos of Liam and Eliana leaving school. Photos of them entering the penthouse building. Photos taken from long distances with invasive captions discussing the custody war.