Heard It Through The Grapevine Drama Novels & Stories

faces pale, breathing uneven, and eyes wide with shock. They were Nathan’s siblings... Grandma Hale’s children. Lucian, Felix, and Lisa’s uncles and aunties. The entire bloodline had stormed in. “What’s going on?” “Grace called me crying...” “Did you see the news?!” “Oh God, please tell me it’s not true...” “Is it confirmed?” Their voices overlapped, collided, and rose higher and higher in chaotic waves until the room felt as though it might split apart from the noise alone.

Even if there was, I knew there would be no way for them to hear what I was saying to him but the visuals spoke for itself. Soon after came James scrambling out of the place like a rat while I remained in the barstool, looking miserable. No other interactions between us. The video ended and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Leaning back, I walked backwards, falling onto my chair. My chair creaked as I dropped into it fully, staring at nothing. “This news has gone viral overnight. I've checked the source. It's from some no-name Independent news agency. How they got this information I don't know,” Jason let out a breath, settling into the seat across from me.

"Especially when someone's trying to destroy the man I love." Brett's hand finds mine, squeezing gently. For a moment, his walls crack just enough for me to see the gratitude in his eyes. Doris phone buzzes. She glances at it, frowning. "Mr. Graham, I'm afraid we have a problem." "What now?" Brett's voice is razor-sharp. "The story just broke. Channel 7 is running it as their lead story." Doris stands, putting away her tablet. "You will want to prepare for a media circus."

Nathan burst through Ophelia’s door, still gripping his phone, his brow furrowed in bewilderment. “Did you see it? Wren’s name is all over the news! It—it makes no sense.” Ophelia, lounging by her window with a tablet in hand, looked up with composed detachment. “Yes, I’ve seen it, Nathan. I’ve read every article and rumor. It’s quite explosive.”

"I don't know yet if she's doing it herself or if it's happening through her without her knowledge." "I'll have something for you by noon," he said. I thanked him and hung up. I got dressed, made coffee, and sat down at the table with the drive and my notepad in front of me. I laid everything out like a map and went through it slowly: The hearing in four days. Lena's name in three newsrooms. Trent's call the night before. The planted detail and the direction it had moved. The meeting I had agreed to. None of it gave me something I actually wanted to look at.

Something reliable. I got up, washed, and dressed. A light loose wear that would enable me to get around freely, I did not want any aggro today. I came down, going through by the living room, when I saw that the television was on. The TV was on, with blinding headlines about me. I felt my gut drop. I went in a little more and read: "It's been confirmed that Darla had an affair with Jace, according to a co-cast member during the Sinclair Project dinner."

Cora replied and Diana looked like she was going to bust out of anger. "Okay. What's wrong? Is this about the trial?" Diana asked and Cora paused. "How did you know about that?" Cora asked with surprise lacing her voice. "Word travels fast with mind links." Cora turned to Kira and Ryn. "Did you guys know too?" The two girls nodded their head simultaneously. "Yes, we do." Cora turned to Diana who had a cruel smirk on her face. "I suppose you've already picked a side." Diana shrugged.

After what felt like forever, his son cleared his throat. “Scarlett, we haven’t sent out an official declaration of the attack yet. How did you know about it?” He asked and my heart tightened as it dawned on me where she had heard it from. It was from me. She must have eavesdropped on my conversation with Luciano and now her big mouth was going to place me under their suspect radar. “Oh,” she exclaimed, pushing her hair back awkwardly; “I heard about it, and I was so worried. Did we have any casualty?”

I won’t lie to her like our family have done for so long. “Of course, I’ll be right back.” I’m guessing he knows. Everyone knows- I was told by the pack council of the news. News I didn’t want- but had to hear. I rise from the floor where I fell to during the phone call and wander over to the arched window, sitting on the ledge, curling in on myself in hopes of comfort. When Declan and Adrianna enter, I hastily wipe the tears away and hold out my hand for my little sister; too young to deal with such drama but she needs to know.

It was a long week of hearing the rumor mill run wild. Apparently, it went from her wanting to sleep with other people, to Diana being pregnant with another man's baby already. I was so tired of hearing it. The fallout was amusing at the time, but now it was irritating me. No matter where I went or who I talked to, they would always round the conversation back to, "Did you hear what happened between Briggs and Diana?"