Lucien Lorraine Leaked Novels & Stories

“It’s not like you’ll ever know how it feels.” That made her visibly more upset. Her face contorted with rage. “I came to see how you were holding up. After the news of your power got leaked to the world.” The news was leaked? This was news to me. My heart sank. So, Lucien had hidden this from me. He was acting like everything was fine while I was being hunted. “Don’t worry. Lucien has it under control,” I lied, keeping my voice steady. “It’s another perk of sleeping with him.” I flashed her another smirk, enjoying the way her eye twitched.

“There are reporters outside.” Her heart jumped. “What?” “The leak was thirty minutes ago,” Lucien said. “Partial documents. Enough to stir things up. Not enough to burn it all down. Not yet.” Daniel’s face didn’t move, but something flickered in his eyes. “You jumped the gun,” Lucien said quietly to him. Daniel tilted his head. “Call it insurance.” Lila’s pulse hammered in her ears. “You leaked it?” she whispered. Daniel didn’t bother to deny it.

And on a filtered call recording, Celeste’s voice confirmed it: “Lucien’s waited long enough. Damon won’t see it coming”. Juliette’s stomach dropped. Lucien hadn’t just resurfaced. He was helping Celeste. She dialed. “Lucien”, she said when he picked up. “We need to talk”. ----------------------------------------- Elsewhere… In a corridor lit only by flickering sconces, Celeste stood draped in crimson, wine glass in hand. Cara, her assistant, whispered: “The leak hit every major outlet. International coverage. Trending globally”.

" Lorraine retalliated. "He paid someone to hack or secret account!" In her frustration she discloses their secret. "You have secret account?" Lorraine continious to pry on Amira for her personal confession. Then her phone rang. "Yes we have a secret account Lorraine. I know that you suspected it a long time now, but you cannot prove it and since it was hacked and emptied just recently. You cannot do anything to retrieve it. At least we both end up with nothing. Ha ha ha!" Amira admit it in her face to spite Lorraine that money will never land in her hands.

Samuel entered, placing a stack of heavy, wax-sealed files onto the desk. "King Varkane, the status reports on the Stormriven assets you requested. And… the status of the trending media." Lucien didn't glance up, his focus absolute. "Report." "We’ve scrubbed the major nodes. The images are being taken down, but there’s a leak deeper in the network. Someone is deliberately keeping the rumor alive." Lucien tapped his stylus against the glass, the sound echoing like a ticking clock. "Find them. I don't care if it’s a pack leader or a street-rat. I want them gutted."

“For years, Lucien. You lied to me. To my family. To yourself.” He looked away first, jaw clenching. “You think I wanted this? You think I enjoyed living with the truth choking me every single day?” I took a step forward, the marble floor of the Xander estate’s private atrium cold beneath my bare feet. “Then why didn’t you tell me? From the beginning. From the very first time you touched me.” Lucien’s lips parted, but no words came. Silence stretched thick between us. I had found it all—the dossier. The hidden files buried deep in my father’s old archives, and a video message. From my father to Lucien.

"From the beginning. Before the brand. Before the butterfly campaigns and the magazine covers and whatever mythology she's built around herself. I want the years she doesn't talk about." "The leak tonight already…" "The leak is noise." His voice cut clean. "Someone wanted it public. That means it was selected. Edited. I don't want what someone chose to release. I want what they chose to keep." Silence on the line. Then Loyd, careful: "That level of access will require—" "I don't care what it requires." Lucian's gaze moved to the window. "I want it on my desk before the city wakes up." He ended the call.

Trying as much as possible to connect the currencies exchanged in the dead of night, and a string of events that, when aligned, painted a far more sinister picture than we had anticipated. The files were broad, revealing a lot of shocking hidden atrocities committed by Lucien. Lucien’s name was everywhere in the files; some were not directly, but always linked to him in one way or another. There were ghost signatures of his, funds diverted through hidden accounts, orders signed by nonexistent officials that he had given orders to. I patiently went through them layer by layer, page by page, as I peeled back the mask that Lucien wore for the world to see, trying as much as possible to reveal t

Elena’s POV The world felt different this morning, it was cold, quiet and heavy. When I woke up, my phone wouldn't stop vibrating. At first, I ignored it, but the sound kept coming and I reached for it and froze. My name was everywhere, every news page, every gossip site and every comment. “Lucien Stone’s wife was caught in an affair before marriage.” Leaked photos: Elena and an unknown man in a hotel. My hands shook as I scrolled faster, hoping it was fake, but the pictures…They were real and were old.

His mind buzzed as if a bomb had just been let off. He finally understood why I was acting so weird recently, why I was quieter and refused his advances. I already knew about it. The date that I circled was the day that I decided to leave. Others exclaimed, "What? The files are gone? Our plans have gone to bust!" "How did Nina find out about it? What is worse is if she tells Aaron about this–we're finished!" Lucian suddenly got up and walked over to the bouquet of flowers in the corner and kicked it.