Jen Blanco Leaked Novels & Stories

Bianca immediately asked before she even said anything. “Yeah.” “Guess who leaked it?” Bianca excitedly exclaimed. “Who?” “It’s Anaya. It said that Mira and Renzo had an affair behind Anaya’s back, and as revenge, she publicized Mira’s dirty deed.” “How did you know?” she asked. She did not expect Renzo and Mira have an affair. Based on the description in the novel, Renzo and Anaya are deeply in love with each other, and Mira and Anaya have been best friends since they were young. When did this twist happen?

“Well, yeah. We’re not friends ‘coz I’m not Ferran. I under---” “’Coz you’re a brother to me.” Sanchez tapped his shoulder. “Though as you’ve said, you’re not Ferran.” He handed him a soda in a can and they tossed it before they drank. “So it was confirmed that Mr. Wang has illegal doings. We need to imprison him as soon as possible.” Sanchez added. +++ November 20, 2020 Blair just got home when she noticed a luxurious car in front of their house. It’s a Lamborghini Veneno Roadster.

“The night I died, I wasn’t meeting a producer.” The archive froze. Every person became still. Even Richard Hale. Even him. Hope continued. “I was meeting a journalist.” Selena frowned. A journalist? Hope nodded. “I had arranged to release everything publicly.” The room erupted with confusion. “What?” Nova blinked. “A journalist?” Bianca looked stunned. “But none of this ever came out.” Exactly. That was the problem. Hope looked toward the camera. As if she knew exactly what everyone was thinking. “It never happened.” Silence.

"You ruined the surprise I had planned for Eve! You embarrassed us in front of ALL of Times Square!" "What the hell kind of video was that anyway?" I narrowed my eyes at her. "I-It was a getaway c-cruise that Zane took us on where he proposed to me!" Bianca began to cry. "I swear, I thought I-I saved it on the o-other flash d-drive!" Then she cut to me with pleading eyes. "I promise that w-wasn't what that looked like! It was just some s-stupid prank that Z-Zane was filming us do! I-I'm sorry, I really didn't m-mean to—"

The leak didn’t come as a headline. It arrived as a screenshot. A cropped image, shared quietly in private circles first group chats, DMs, the places where curiosity pretended to be discretion. By the time it surfaced publicly, it had already been interpreted. Not damning. Not illegal. Personal. Elena called before dawn. “It’s out.” “I know,” I replied. “How?” she asked. “Because this is how he operates,” I said. “He doesn’t burn. He stains.”

“Here. See for yourself.” Luna frowned as she looked at the screen. The news headline read, [When Jealousy Turns into Vandalism: Woman Ruins Priceless Painting Out of Envy.] There was a video under the headline. It seemed to be a video recording taken from a bystander’s perspective. In the video, Alice was crying and accusing Luna of ruining Theo’s painting. All of a sudden, the image cut to the surveillance room. Finally, Joshua’s face appeared on the screen. “I didn’t see anything.” Luna chuckled after scanning through the article. She knew who it was that leaked this incident to the press.

Zeke glanced down at the paper to see the headline: “BILLIONAIRE SEX VIDEO LEAKED” Wonderful, He has made information again. The trending hashtags ought to be insane, he's honestly going to be listening to a lot from his shareholders! “That's no longer me Diane, how did they even....,” he said, frowning and staring intently at the video. The video was censored, however it was truly him balls deep in some blonde chick at a bar. “Shit! Am sorry" “You bastard,” Diane whispered. She shook her head. Her generally neat bun was coming undone and grey wisps of hair framed her face. “I can’t accept as true with you’d do this.”

“What?” “Elena. Where are you?” “Boston. Why?” “You need to see this. I’m sending a link.” My phone buzzes. Article link from The Guardian. Headline: *SANDOVAL HEIR’S SECRET: FIANCÉE UNAWARE OF COERCED ENGAGEMENT* I scan the article. Someone leaked everything. The medical incompetence angle, Isabella’s threats, the coerced contracts, everything. “Who gave them this?” I ask. “I don’t know, but it was published twenty minutes ago and it’s everywhere. T*****r. Reddit. Every major news outlet is picking it up.”

In the beautiful brutality of protecting what was his. What was ours. The secure line rang. Victor’s voice, low. “We have a problem.” My spine straightened. “Define problem.” “A leak.” “From where?” “Deep. Pre-seeded.” A screen flickered on. A blurred photograph. A shadowed angle. Me, exiting Dr. Riva’s private wing two weeks ago. Head bowed. Hand instinctively pressed to my stomach. The caption beneath it already spreading: SOURCES CLAIM OCEAN RAMIREZ-VELEZ IS PREGNANT

Addison can’t hear what she says, but judging by Javan’s shocked expression, it can’t be anything good. “Fuck,” he curses a few moments later. “For real?” Addison’s heart clenches when Javan looks at her full of worry. “These fucking assholes… Okay, we– No, we don’t want to make a statement… Hm… okay, sure. See you later.” “What happened?” Addison croaks as soon as Javan has ended the call. She’s breathing heavily when Javan gently takes her hands in his own. “Someone… leaked quite a bit of information about you to the papers,” Javan says gravely. “I’m sorry, baby.”