Ivy Harper Leak Novels & Stories

Once we were both seated, and the warm bag was placed comfortably on my lap, Harper broke the easy silence between us. “So, Nina sent me home early today.” “Yeah, you said.” He slowly turned the key in the ignition. Before we pulled out of the driveway, though, he turned fully in his seat to face me. “Want to know why?” I nodded. “Sure. Why, did something happen?” The radio warbled softly in the background. Creedence Clearwater Revival were playing – the song was Bad Moon Rising. I snorted. That was apt. Harper suddenly noticed the sound, and he turned the knob right down. “Blood bags have been going missing from the hospital.”

The scandal explodes on a Tuesday morning. I'm sitting on the porch of the house we rented on the outskirts of Boston, drinking tea that's already gone cold. The baby moved twice today. Declan is in the kitchen on the phone with someone from the company. Harvey is upstairs, probably on the computer, as he's been almost every day since we returned from Glenfinnan. It was Harvey who leaked everything.

“You mean we are not fighting back? You will just let him lie to everyone?” I shift my gaze to her. “It’s not all lies. I did hack him and leak those documents. Remember?” “Of course I remember Chase. You did it for me. Harry is going after you because of me. And that is why I am not going to let him tarnish your name like this. even if it means I confess to the world I am Ivy.” She says, turning back at me, her hands on her head. That statement makes me jolt up immediately, and I walk to the other side of the desk. “You are not going to do that. Otherwise, all this will be for nothing.” I bark, running a hand through my hair, my other hand on my waist.

Letting out a sigh, I entered the car and the chauffeur ignited the engine and drove me toward Logan's office. The drive was smooth and peaceful with my bubbles of excitement tearing me apart. We were almost closer to our destination when suddenly my phone beeped with a notification. I pulled it out from my purse and clicked on the link which took me straight to one popular blogger’s page. Something was written below an attached reel video. ‘THE LEAKED S*X VIDEO OF HARPER JENKINS AND LOGAN WINSTON.’ My head spun around and my heart raced nervously as I pulled my phone toward my face, zooming the write-up to be sure of what I just read.

"Apparently, someone spread a rumor that they saw Harper Williams and Killian Lake kissing secretly in a dark hallway. I don't know who spread that rumor, but I have to give her a thumbs up for being very slick and not getting caught by the great Alpha and Chamber of the academy." "Okay, what's that thing supposed to do with me-" Harper went frozen when Levy's word echoed on her ears. It took her a while to process, but now that she's slowly getting sober, she lost the ability to move, let alone breathe. "Hey, Harper! You have to breathe, idiot!" Levy slapped her on the back, making Harper came back to her senses with a cough. "MOTHER OF COW, DID I HEARD THINGS, RIGHT?!" Harper finally was a

You? Same. We can still wait. Push it back. Give ourselves more time. Ayana stared at the message. Wanted desperately to say yes, to postpone, to hide a little longer. But Raven was circling. The scandal was escalating. Time wasn't their friend. No. Tonight. We do this together. Together. I love you. I love you too. At three, Dr. Hayes called. "IT traced the leak It came from Raven's computer. Accessed Tuesday night at 11 PM, files sent to three media outlets using a burner email account."

“We expose her before the takeover finalizes” Juliette frowned. “We’ll need proof. The kind no one can ignore”, “I’ll give it to you,” said a voice from the doorway. Everyone turned. It was Harper—Ryder’s assistant. She stepped into the room slowly, holding a thick binder and a terrified expression. “I worked for Celeste too. But I’m done lying”, ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Harper’s Confession Harper sat across from Damon and Juliette, wringing her hands. “I was placed as a plant in Ryder’s team a year ago,” she said. “She paid off my student loans. Promised safety. Said it was just surveillance. Then she starte

“There are photos from La Grenouille. You punching your uncle because of Ms. Harper. The internet went wild before someone scrubbed most of it. But the damage stuck. They are calling her a gold-digger and a homewrecker. Mr. Callahan, the derogatory comments are so disgusting and brutal for Ms. Harper, coupled with Apex cutting her loose to save face.” My stomach turned cold. I opened a browser and searched her name. Headlines screamed. Photos loaded slow. Lila crying. Lila with my arm around her. Lila looking small and broken while Ethan bled and I stood over him like some avenging idiot. I closed the tab and stood up fast. The robe slipped open. I didn’t care. “Should I finalize things with

I pulled her into my arms. She didn’t fight me. Instead, she held onto my shirt and broke down. “She ruined it.” My chest tightened. I knew who she was talking about. It was so obvious. I clenched my fists. “What did she do this time?” I asked, looking over her shoulder at Reagan. Harper wiped her tears, trying to speak. “The Harvard representative... my meeting...” She struggled to breathe. “She put a screenshot picture from the video and somehow added it to my files,” she said all in one breath.

The screen flickered, overriding the security camera feeds before switching to a live breaking news broadcast. “You did good, Ivy,” Harrison whispered, his voice dropping into a deadly, ice-cold register as he held the screen up to my face. “Now look at what your mother and ex are doing, while I had my fingers inside you.” He gripped my chin and turned my face toward the monitor as I forced my dazed, half-lidded eyes to focus on the monitor screen. It was a live, breaking news broadcast from the street outside Voss Developments headquarters. Diana was standing at a podium surrounded by press microphones, holding up an official copy of the leaked, encrypted blackmail ledgers.