Emma Stone The Fappening Novels & Stories

Amy was fast asleep on the couch, her tiny body curled up under a soft blanket after lunch. Emma burst into the office, her face pale. “Ma’am Serena,” she gasped, holding her phone tightly. “You need to see this.” Serena frowned, standing up. “What is it?” Emma handed her the phone, her hands trembling slightly. Serena watched the video. Her humiliation, her anger, her shame—broadcasted for the world to see. The hateful comments flashed like poison. Her hands clenched into fists. She didn’t need a psychic to tell her what happened.

Not enough for room service and too impatient to be my mother. I cracked it open to see Dante Moreau. Black shirt, pressed slacks, perfectly combed devilry. He had a cup of coffee in one hand. “You look like you survived a very chic apocalypse,” he said. “Thanks. It’s exactly what I was going for.” I stepped aside. He entered without asking. Rude much? “You’re trending,” he said, tossing a newspaper onto the bed. “Front page. ‘Mystery Moreau Revealed.’ Congratulations, Adelaine. You’ve officially broken the internet.”

Driven by curiosity and an instinctive sense of unease, Emily edged closer to the slightly ajar door, wanting to hear what was going on inside. Her heart pounded, and she held her breath as she peered through the narrow gap. Through the crack in the door, she saw Amber almost clinging to a man. From Emily’s perspective, Amber’s dress appeared disheveled, and they were locked in an intense kiss. The sight hit Emily like a bolt of lightning, leaving her world shattered in an instant. Her heart seemed to stop, and the blood drained from her face. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Was this real? Was it Ethan?

“This is deflection. I motion to suspend Dr. Stone immediately.” The vote was still undecided, with half people for it and half against it. Then the doors burst open. And Elias came in, looking disheveled, with his eyes wide and wild. “Wait!” Every head turned towards him as he walked to the front, with a phone in his hand. “I have proof. About the affair and everything.” Helena’s face paled. “Elias, no…” “Don't” But he didn’t listen. He pressed play. The shower video was played on the screen, with my moans and Alaric's groans.

Aunt Berby bursted in and the look of her face wasn't pleased. "Have you checked your phone?" "No,why?" "You need to check, Stone fashion house is being tagged to a malicious act, just check it out." He sighed and hit his head, isn't it too early to have scandals again? He lazily brought out his phone and clicked on the first notification when his face grew wide in shock. No! It can't be. He gripped the table hard for support as he stared at it again, now getting furious staring at the unclad pictures of sanctify with a bizarre headline.

She went to bed feeling guilty. The next morning, Emma saw a group of people gathered and talking when she opened the door to the level six office. When Susan spotted her, the group separated. She approached Emma. "How could you make this mistake, Miss Facer?!" she yelled, her mouth squeezed and brows furrowed. Emma was confused. The last thing she needed right now was to be blamed for something she didn’t do. "What do you mean?" she asked. Everyone moved aside completely, and Emma saw the mannequin in the center of the room. The sequin dress was ripped on the side and had a purple stain underneath.

A little intimidating. Then Emma speaks again, louder this time, cutting through the music. “Well, I did the same to your dom, Danika.” The words freeze the air. Everyone turns to her. “You made Aiden Abbott orgasm?” Ellie asks, blinking in disbelief. Emma nods quickly, too quickly. “He did. He came all over his pants,” she claims with a proud smirk. I snort. “Yeah, right. Nice try.” “I’m serious,” she insists, voice rising. “He did.”

Annie draws out her phone from her back pocket, scrolls a bit before showing us the gory picture that makes my heart lurch as I exhale shakily, tears rolling down from my eyes. “It can't be,” I murmur. “Diamond can't be dead. That's not her.” Amanda snatches the phone from Annie, swiping back and forth as she begins to mumble the headline: 'Dead girl, identified to be a student of F.U.L, found at Eebay roadside with whip marks all over her body.' My legs feel like jelly, making me lower myself to the floor as I start to sob. “It can't be,” I continue to say because it seriously can't be.

she paused and looked straight into the camera. “But… I was wrong.” Then she slowly picked up her phone. “Someone sent me pictures and videos a few days back," After saying that, she showed the livestream audience the pictures and video. The blurry photos showed Ethan and Gina standing very close together in Prime Entertainment’s parking lot. One picture even showed them hugging. The video clip was short, but it clearly captured Ethan pulling Gina into his arms. The livestream completely exploded. “Oh my God!” “So the affair is real?”

⸻ 🖤 Unexpected Ally Appears Inside the auditorium lobby, Emery’s phone buzzed repeatedly. One message caught her eye. Sender: Jordan Blake – Student Media Editor “The leaked screenshots are manipulated. Metadata doesn’t match original timestamps. I have proof.” Emery’s pulse spiked. “Are you sure?” she typed back. “Yes. Someone wants them destroyed. I’m heading to the auditorium now.” Emery stood abruptly, scanning the entrance doors. ⸻ 💔 Relationship Strain Peaks Back on stage, Harper’s speech reached its closing segment. But she noticed faculty whispering among themselves near the back rows.