Ellie The Empress Leaked Novels & Stories

Ithel puffed out his chest. The elf had always been told how brilliant he was. This was his chance to prove to the Empress that he had ruling potential. If all went well, perhaps they could forge a political alliance someday between their two Empires. But first he had to get them out of the elves' territory without his parents finding out. The elven royals were still displeased by the Empress's escape a decade earlier. Who knows what they would do if the King and Queen discovered her return? Ithel did not want to find out. Peeking out the door, the crown prince surveyed their path. The hall seemed empty. "Time to go," he whispered.

“Oh, if only you could consider this, dear.” Now Essi has somehow figured out where this request should be heading. “Please do not publish anything about this.” After all, they knew each other because of Click Magazine. “I know my lane, madame. I also wouldn’t do such a thing because it is unkind and would only bring more adverse consequences,” Essi said. “I could let what Prince Louis pass. It wasn’t a big deal.” “Can you help me inform those who would try to leak the information?” Lady Imeldine was already stressed out. She couldn’t help but tell that she already warned her nephew. “But maybe he refused to understand about the ring.”

His voice was tense. “Alpha, we’ve confirmed it. Someone leaked the info to the press — Princess Elinda’s connection to the Mafia is trending on every major news outlet.” My blood turned cold. "Who leaked it?" “We're tracking. It looks internal.” I gritted my teeth. “Lock down communication lines. I want names by sunrise.” I hung up and turned — and froze. Clara. She stood there, arms crossed, eyes wide. “You can’t take another mate.” I scoffed. “Watch me.”

"What now? Did one of your employees leak something again?" I don't answer. I can't. Because the screen in front of me shows the headline in black bold letters: "Cross Family Empire Tied to Decades-Old Slush Fund Scandal: New Leaks Link Elena Cross’s Real Estate Holdings to Funds from Late Patriarch's Secret Accounts." My mouth goes dry. "What the hell is this?" I scroll faster, tapping open link after link. It’s everywhere. Bloomberg. Forbes. The Tribune. Hell, even the gossip blogs are frothing.

“Good. I don’t work with cowards.” *** The article was scheduled for release in seven days. We moved like ghosts. Leon rerouted all our phones. Riley set up encrypted emails. Letty handled the press strategy. Jasper’s people watched the skies. And then… The leak happened early. Someone inside Emilia’s publication jumped the gun. We woke to headlines screaming across every screen: “Elite Empire Built on Blood: Christian Vance, Human Trafficking, and the Hidden Web of Power.” And beneath it all— EXCLUSIVE: Witness Testifies After Faking Death to Escape Vance’s Reach.

Violet weakly shook her head in response. "No," she replied. Patrick sighed once more, offering a comforting pat on her shoulder. He reassured her, "Don't worry, we'll figure something out." She managed a bright smile in return, and concurred, "Yeah." "Mr. Wickham," Lorelei said as she approached the pair. She appeared disturbed as she stated, "The leaked documents have caused big trouble for Imperial Enterprises." With that, she handed over a newspaper. The front page displayed a headline detailing the leak of Imperial Enterprises' core technology, putting tens of thousands of customer records at risk.

Once a Fool, Now a Queen Aurora Sinclair’s POV *** *The Scandal That Changed Everything* The world didn’t burn in an instant. It crumbled—piece by agonizing piece. And Damian Leclare was watching his empire collapse in real-time. The moment the video leaked, the media exploded. Headlines flooded every major outlet, news anchors speaking with the kind of restrained excitement that only came when a public figure fell from grace. “Leclare Scandal: Billionaire Caught in Shocking Video.”

“Five million Dollars? Where should I get such money from? I can’t access my accounts.” A pause. Then a slow, low breath came from the other end. “Your loss. And you better figure it out, Vale. Because if you don’t…” the tone dropped into something dangerous, almost gleeful, “…we’ll leak the footage.” “What footage?” Silence stretched out like a tightrope. “A video,” the voice replied. “Of Eliot confessing to espionage and also spying on Vale International for a competitor.” “No,” I whispered, but my head was spinning. “He wouldn’t—”

So when Empress Ninli Enlim died, Inal was automatically the next in line to sit on the empress seat. She was younger and therefore quite silly in her activities, which led her to ask questions that the court ladies, maids, eunuchs, and bodyguards considered stupid sometimes. Although nobody could boldly say to her face that she asked stupid questions and behaved silly, they all thought it. "It is a top-secret order," Xisuthra said. It was a crime to reply to questions of the royal bloodline with silence, hence the reason why Xisuthra was patiently answering all questions that Inal threw at him.

However, Penelope couldn't quell the anger in heart after standing in the messy apartment for a long time. After standing there for some time, a thought crossed her mind and her vicious eyes were filled with hatred. She took out her phone and posted all the information she had prepared online. The leak of confidential documents in Lane Group had been a matter of public concern. After Penelope posted online about Ember stealing Lane Group's secrets, it quickly attracted everyone's attention.