Ivy Harper Leak Novels & Stories

"I'm not running." "This isn't about pride" "Yes it is." I stand. Force myself to be steady. "I'm tired of being the victim in this story. Tired of being collateral damage in other people's wars. If Lydia wants a fight, then" My phone explodes with notifications. T*****r. I*******m. F******k. Email. Someone leaked my new address. Harper's apartment address. Posted on Reddit. Shared across social media. Along with a caption: Here's where Daniel Sterling's desperate ex is hiding.

Aunt Harper starts, but Ivy cuts through her so sharply it almost feels physical. “I don’t want any excuses… I don’t want to be placated,” she growls, her voice tinged with both anger and fear. “I want to know where my daughter is and I want to know what the fuck happened when she was perfectly fine the last time I spoke to her this afternoon.” “There was an incident at the party,” Dad says. “An incident?” she repeats, her eyes cutting to me. “Is that her blood?” I open my mouth to answer, but nothing comes out, so I close it again. I don’t even need to say anything. The look in her eyes—the way they fill with tears, the way something inside her breaks—tells me she already knows.

Harper blubbered out in broken sentences, tears streaming down her face in rivulets. "We'll find a way to save him, Harper. Calm down. Please," Ivy said, trying to console her. Harper only kept shaking her head. "There's no way. He's gone. He's gone," she kept muttering over and over again. I mind linked her friends and some of my warriors to come over soon so we could shift Fred to the infirmary.

I said. Riley got out her phone and opened a news website. Immediately, I read the headline. Vanessa Harper is a Homewrecker.

“TYLER RIVERS, HEIR TO THE RIVERS INDUSTRIES ARRESTED TODAY AFTER AN ANONYMOUS VIDEO RECORDING WAS SUBMITTED TODAY AT THE POLICE DEPARTMENT. THE VOICE NOTE WAS SAID TO HAVE CONTAINED CLIPS OF HIM CONFESSING TO ALL HIS CRIMES, INCLUDING BEING BEHIND THE DEATH OF A FINAL YEAR STUDENT IN DARPMONT COLLEGE THIRTEEN YEARS AGO. WHO WAS NOW DISCOVERED TO BE HIS EX-GIRLFRIEND. THE VIDEO CLIP ALSO REVEALED THAT HE ORCHESTRATED THE SCANDAL INVOLVING THE LATE YOUNG MADAM OF THE BLACKWOOD'S FAMILY—LEAH HARNES. AS IT WAS SAID THAT LEAH NEVER HAD AN EXTRA MARITAL AFFAIR WITH HIM. BUT SHE WAS FRAMED.” My hands trembled, and I could barely listen to it any more as I paused the video. After five years. After

“God, straight boys are useless.” Ivy turned her head to look at her. “You say that like you know better.” Harper shrugged, nonchalant. “Because I do.” “You’ve never had a guy?” “I’ve had both.” She smiled slowly. “But only girls ever made me come so hard I forgot my name.” The air stilled. Ivy’s stomach fluttered, and she hated that it did. “I don’t think I’ve ever had that.” Harper tilted her head. “You’ve never come hard?”

My blood surged, their alliance clear, and I glanced at Ivy, her face hardening. “They’re coming for us,” she said, her voice sharp, clutching the USB. “We need to leak this to the press.” Her brilliance hit me, and I pulled her close, my lips crashing into hers, hungry and proud. “You’re a genius,” I said, my voice rough, my hand on her cheek. “Let’s do it.” Her eyes blazed, and she nodded, her strength igniting me.

Nobody with an ounce of decency would vote for Hilliard after Jared leaked those recordings. Chauvinistic, misogynistic rants from private meetings where Hilliard's father negotiated deals on behalf of the Roth gang. Jared had recorded everything in secret, making sure to blur out faces and distort voices where necessary. And just for extra measure? He leaked a sex tape of Hilliard from one of his many visits to that country club his family owned. There were over twenty videos. Hilliard had been a very busy man. With the current #MeToo resurgence, this wasn't just a scandal—it was a career execution.

She asked, walking closer to him. He quickly turned away his phone, and so did Isla. Ivy stared at them suspiciously, "What are you both hiding from me?" "It's nothing," Grandpa Hudson said. Ivy quickly snatched the phone away from his hand, "Come on, Grandpa. When did we start having secrets?" "Please, don't look at that," he said. "Ivy, listen to me." Ivy refused and scrolled through his feed while smiling. She was shocked when she saw that it was news about her, and it was degrading.