Lana Hill Nude Leaks Novels & Stories

She felt torn in three different directions. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She reached over lazily and opened the message. **Unknown:** “Nice lesbian show. I have cameras in Lana’s studio too. You now have 24 hours to send the money… or I release the video of your stepbrother destroying you AND this little scene.” Attached was a 15-second clip — clear footage of Lana fisting her while she screamed in pleasure, her face contorted in ecstasy, tits bouncing as she squirted. Raven’s blood ran cold. She sat up abruptly, pushing Lana’s arm away.

Lindsay hacked into a major troll account that Harper Entertainment had specifically cultivated as a leak source. Known for the accuracy of its leaks, with ninety percent being true, this account had gained a reputation for breaking credible news. Whenever "he" posted something, it was widely believed. Naturally, most of the leaks targeted rival artists and those from other entertainment companies. A year ago, this very account exposed the scandal of Fiona being a homewrecker, with solid evidence. Lindsay had long planned the most humiliating counterattack.

"The news outlets are already running the story. 'Alpha San Highwood Reunited with True Mate Serena; Discards Nameless Wife.' The pack is in an uproar. Our stock is dipping because of the scandal." Lana looked at the screen. Her heart sank. There was a photo of her leaving the pack hospital last week, looking tired and pale, contrasted with a glamorous shot of Serena in Paris. The headline was cruel. It painted her as a boring, fertile-less burden that the Alpha was finally cutting loose. "See what you’ve done?" Beatrice turned on Lana, her eyes narrowing. "Your incompetence is leaking into the public eye. You are a stain on this family’s legacy."

My hand shook and my heart raced as I watched the latest gossip they were having about some other celebrity. "Nothing is going on,” Lauren whined. I ignored her and focused my attention on the entertainment gossip. "You should go–” It suddenly came in and I sat up, my eyes widening. "Renowned actress, Lilian Montgomery, has been accused of being allegedly involved in the leak of Ashley Carter's nude pictures.” My heart clenched and I stiffened in the chair, torn between shock and excitement.

However, only the ones who were dumb will be able to believe Esther. Her face says it all. Her expression was already screaming that she was lying, hence her mouth decided to say otherwise. “Luna Esther approached me to replace the Luna Queen’s medicine saying that she thinks the medicine Luna Clara provided was putting more harm—” “Shut up!” Esther hysterically screamed. Veins on the temples of her forehead were visible with how infuriated she was getting. “That’s a fucking lie so shut the fuck up!”

With these last words I held my head high and as a Luna I had the power to do this, to punish her and send her away. Trying to steady my shaky breathing and aching muscles, I turned to see if I could find something to wear, while June quietly sobbed behind me. The door opened with a bang and Luke walked in with Ryan and Mila's mate behind. "What the hell happened?? And why the fuck is your Luna standing there naked?!" I felt thunder from Luke's voice echo around the room and it made me chuckle, he has no idea what's coming his way. "Alpha… Luna, was… she has…" Tyrell stumbles over his words trying to explain, while casting his eyes away from me.

she muttered. She took the phone from Antonia's hand. "No!" she barked and stumbled back. "It can't be, it can't be," Athena muttered. "My lady, I hate to break it to you. The video was leaked by an anonymous person; I tracked it, and it was Mitari Tonlas—Tari's sister," Antonia said, watching Athena's face closely. "That bitch! First she sabotaged my plan and caused the accident, now she is leaking a fucking sex tape! A sex tape!" Chief Athena yelled and threw the phone toward the window.

she asks. Leaning back on a flat rock near the river, I stretch my legs in front of me and shrug. “I’m just curious about what you are doing.” Lana pinches her bottom lip between her teeth and looks down at her collected work. “If you must know. I’m testing the level of pollutants in the water and taking pictures of the landscapes. Now, I’m very busy, so if you could please go away,” she waves her hands in a dismissive sweep and turns her back to me, which irks me further.

The two started throwing accusations at each other, voices getting louder and louder. People began crowding around, whispering, pointing. Realizing the spectacle they were creating, the Hills’ bodyguards swooped in, escorting the screaming bride and groom out. I grabbed Nathan’s hand and boarded our flight. Later that day, news exploded online of the Hill Group CEO's injury at his wedding on social media. Apparently, midway through the ceremony, photos surfaced of Lana in her wedding gown, tangled up with another man. Mark flew into a blind rage, seriously injuring Lana.

"I’m ruined! How can I live knowing that everyone has seen my nudes?!" "Technically, you aren’t really nude in them―" Annalise said. The entire family had read the article put out by Lady Vanity and saw the resulting photos― her straddling Matteo in nothing but her underwear, the both of them tangled in his bedsheets, her bra, half-falling off her shoulders to reveal a swell of creamy breast. If they were from a weaker family, Annalise was sure that her phone would be blowing up with all sorts of obscene offers from movie directors.