Lauren Mochen Leaked Novels & Stories

I stared at her. “Did he say what happened this morning,” “I asked but he refused to answer me,” she said. I felt anxious that I told her without asking his permission as this is too personal to share. I’ve rejected a perfect man and it will turn into a big gossip if this ever goes out. “Raven, you shouldn’t ever tell this to anyone,” I said. “Don’t worry. I hate gossiping and I won’t ask Xander anything,” she assured. I believed her and looked around.

“It’s funny that you asked about that, actually. I can see increased activity for search terms ‘Xeus’ and ‘kerosvarin.’ Something is up. Considering the rumors…” “What rumors?” Jules said. Eric shrugged, his eyes still on the screen. “There have been all sorts of rumors circulating since the Opal House event last month.” “Really? I thought the event was NDA-locked?” “It was,” Eric said. “But the NDA technology wasn’t enabled immediately, so some things were still leaked. For example, the video of Prince Haydn choosing his husband over King Stefan was leaked before the NDA tech locked everything down. And there are reports of a feral Xeus alpha attacking guests—there are some blurry pictures—

I should have checked the caller before answering the phone "What are you talking about Audrey?" I asked tiredly "Really Skylar? Are you putting up an act?" "An act? I really don't understand what you're saying and I will appreciate it if you could explain better" "So you didn't see the recent video Leah released to the public? She just released it some minutes ago" "Leah released a video?" I asked confused "Yeah, check it out! I'll talk to you later, bye!!" she concluded and ended the call

In the front foyer, there was a single light lamp that flickered on and off repeatedly. Glancing over my shoulder as the passenger door opened, Lauren joined my presence. She was dressed in brown leather jeans that was complete with a cotton blue lacy T-shirt. Her black heels that were crunching the gravel beneath her, only added five inches to her already ridiculous height. At five feet nine inches, she didn’t much more work. She was also wearing one of her favorite brown leather jackets. “So, you might wanna check this out,” she said as she leaned up against the side of the door, taking a drag of her vape and passing it to me while at the same time, showing me her phone.

“Rena’s case was different.” She raises a brow at me. “Is it? I've heard rumors about Luna Verena meeting Nixie and that there are pictures of her harming her. You accepted that to be true without probing deeper. Those pictures are photoshopped," she rebuts, and I frown in response. “Photoshopped?” I ask, a little confused. “Yes. I saw the pictures. Those images of Luna Verena are taken from a party she attended. I know that because I took those pictures,” she claims, and fishes out her phone from her ripped jeans pocket. She taps on the screen, and then hands me the phone.

to get thin. It was repulsive. Looking back, I couldn't fathom how I'd ever been blind enough to love him. Thankfully, a whole lifetime of hindsight had cured me of that delusion. His words rolled off me now like water off wax. Meanwhile, Lauren dedicated her days to curating a private show just for me. She'd post story after story on Instagram—juicy burgers, loaded cheese fries, decadent milkshakes—each one carefully tagged "Close Friends" so only I could see. When mutual friends commented with concern, asking if she'd get sick, she'd reply with a winking emoji: "It's my secret weight-loss hack!"

Then, I cleared my throat and said, "Aunt Laura, since you're so eager for everyone to know the truth, let me help you out." The next second, Patrick's venomous voice blared from the speaker. "Transfer one to Kelsey as compensation for emotional distress and another one to me as payment for cleaning up Jillian's mess. One tap, and your dirty little secret will be blasted straight into our neighborhood group chat and your hospital's work chat!" Right after that came Kelvin's guttural roar and his confession to being a con artist on the run. The moment the recordings played, the neighbors who had been looking at Aunt Laura with sympathy instantly changed their expression.

Sapphire woke up the next morning to receive one of the greatest shock of her life. The rumours about her in the media had been resolved in a twinkle of an eye. Esther Marshal had come out to say that Lauren wasn't the one in the video and that her sources had simply misled her. She gave a public apology and said something about going to apologize to her personally when she had the chance. That didn't work well in Esther's favor as a few people bashed her for doing something like that without being sure first.

That, to them, was a great achievement. “Okay, Daddy. Take care of yourself,” Samantha said sweetly. “I swear, if I get my hands on that loser, there’s no telling what I’ll do to her,” Elise muttered darkly as Oscar walked out of the house. The moment he was gone, Samantha turned to her mother. “I’ll release the videos, Mummy.” Elise stood up sharply. “Wouldn’t that be too soon, dear?” she asked, narrowing her eyes. “At first, I considered blackmailing Don Nick with them,” Samantha explained. “But I’ve known him for a long time, and I know he isn’t someone who can be cornered. It’ll be difficult to break him.” She paused before adding quietly, “He will find us.”

It even showed when we kissed, when we laughed and our fun moment together. "I know you wish for me to die so you can get my husband to yourself but too bad, I already found a donor and I will be getting my surgery very soon. And I will be coming back to the country very soon. Enjoy it while it lasts." The message read and it was from Lauren. My hands shook and my phone fell from my hand. "What is it? Is something wrong?" Caden asked me but my gaze was just on the floor and I was speechless. Lauren has been spying on me and knowing every of my movements and I never knew about it.