Scandal Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“It’s all anyone will ever see now. They’ve erased me. I’m not an executive. I’m not a father. I’m just… a scandal.” A scandal is a fairy tale people whisper because they're afraid of the truth," Joe said to him, his voice low and unyielding, a boulder in a tempestuous sea. "The truth is messy. It includes my faith in your brain. Your brilliance for strategy. Our love. A scandal is simple. It's sex and authority. It's a fairy tale for grownups who want to believe the world is that simple.".

To me, she was a nightmare in designer silk. I remembered the night the "scandal" truly began. My father, Silas, had arranged our first high-profile date at a private gala. I’d gone to her suite early to discuss the PR strategy, only to walk in on her tangled in a mess of lace and limbs with one of her female co-stars. She hadn't even looked ashamed. She’d just smirked, her bisexual identity being the one secret Silas held over her head to keep her “obedient” But Sandra didn't want a merger. She wanted me. It was an obsession that bordered on psychosis.

Yale suddenly became hesitant. Skyler could not stop himself from frowning. “What is it?” Yale took out his phone and handed it to Skyler. “It's your scandal with Miss Rhode Ginn.” Yale did not know what the relationship between Skyler and Rhode was. However, the two had already had two scandals, but Skyler did not care, and Yale could not figure out what he was thinking. As soon as Skyler saw the news, his face looked as if a war was about to break out, “Did Rhode do this?”

I stared at the screen longer than I should have, reading the same lines over and over again like my mind was trying to catch up with what my eyes were seeing, and the more I read, the more one thing became clear. This wasn’t just gossip anymore. This was turning into something bigger. Something that couldn’t just be ignored or controlled with a few pictures and a fake story. Something real. I slowly lowered my phone, my thoughts moving faster than I could keep up with, and for the first time since all of this started, I felt something shift in a way I couldn’t ignore. This wasn’t just about a kiss anymore. It wasn’t even just about Ethan. And whatever this was turning into… I was already in

’ I snicker, only if this man knows how filthy and dirty that man’s mouth is, the things he can do with his mouth alone disqualify him from being a monk. “So how are you a foll, going to be like Brian Beckett,” Trisha, who had just woken up, teased. Miles sneered and kept quiet. These two’s hate of each other is never disappear. “Anyway, I need to be at the office now. See you guys in the evening.” As usual, I arrived before Brain. I keep the office in order to do my job happily. But unusually, there is new gossip in the office. Brain Beckett has a girlfriend; everyone giggles and whispers about this supposedly new girlfriend.

He landed hard on the ground, clutching his face and staring at me in disbelief. "How dare you hit me? You, a sneaky side piece, dare lay a hand on the real boyfriend! My fiancée is the CEO of Clarke Group! And you, a country bumpkin living out here in the boonies, dare mooch off Rosalie? Are you tired of living?"

He thought that would be the end of it, but the next day, the video of me confronting Lisa went viral. Of course, the hottest topic was the scandal about David and Henry.

The doubt was there, clouding his eyes, but I could see the betrayal was deeper, because I was the Critic, the one who had always profited from his pain, and to him, in this moment, I looked like exactly what Ethan said I was—a leech. They marched me past the dining room where the sponsors watched with morbid curiosity, and some of them even pulled out their phones to record the "scandal" for their followers. Lila stood by the door with her arms crossed and a look of grim satisfaction on her face, and I knew she felt like she had finally won because the "chaos" was being escorted out in chains.