Scandalized Ivy Owens Novels & Stories

he said curtly before walking off without any hesitation. All the color drained out of Ivy's face. She had schemed so hard to marry into the Dixon family, and she'd been just one step away before everything came collapsing around her. As she trembled with rage, she glared murderously at Michael. The very next second, she let out a shriek and started clawing at him. "So what if I seduced other guys? Do you think you're so rich? You were also trying to trick a woman into giving you her money, but you failed!

Just when I thought things could temporarily come to an end, a new crisis swept in as I had never expected. That very night, a maliciously edited video began spreading wildly online. In the video, I looked ferocious, forcibly pouring an unidentified liquid into the mouth of a pitiful pregnant woman. The pregnant woman struggled desperately, only to be violently dragged by me into a dark room. The video was paired with a headline: [Shocking Scandal! Renowned OB-GYN, Saint World’s Quinn Carter Forces Pregnant Woman to Drink Talisman Water—Brutal Methods, Total Collapse of Medical Ethics!]

People she once called friends were reposting the scandal with captions like ‘Never expected this from her. Her hand shook as she turned the phone off completely. She wanted to disappear. Across the city, in a glass-walled penthouse overlooking the Thames, Roy Sinclair nursed a cup of black coffee, scrolling through his phone with a grim expression. “Mate, you’re trending everywhere,” his friend Aaron said from the couch, smirking. “Not the kind of PR you like, huh? ‘Mystery Billionaire Spends Night with Bride-to-Be.’ Classic.” Roy shot him a sharp glare. “It’s not funny.”

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.

She felt that her relationship with Harry was not for something serious. Kimberly descended the stairs very elegantly. An olive green satin dress was her choice tonight. The dress looked shiny when the light hit it. Spaghetti straps and a cowl neckline showed off Kimberly's alabaster skin. Kimberly tied up her hair, making her beautiful neck even more visible.

Savannah said, throwing her head back in a low cackle. Snatching the phone from Savannah, my mouth fell open to see a picture of Bladen with one of his hands tangled in a woman’s hair, and the other roughly gripping one of her asscheeks as he kissed her in the middle of the streets. That woman…was freaking me! And I still had the same dress and shoes on! “What the heck have I gotten myself into?” I questioned myself. But most importantly, how was I going to get myself out of this mess?

My name was Millie Wilson. I was a dance freshman at my university. Less than a month into the semester, the boys privately rated me as the most beautiful girl on campus. As I walked around campus, their lecherous gazes wrapped around my body like snakes, sliding down from my chest to my thighs before crawling back to my face. I knew what they were thinking: filthy and lustful thoughts. However, I enjoyed such gazes. Whenever I deliberately swayed my hips as I walked across the basketball court, the balls that the boys were holding would suddenly lose control.

Ivy Thornfield strolled into our space, her inner circle following close behind like a pack of wolves. She wore the exact same violet-blue uniform, but on her, the color looked dead, drained of any light. Her friends fanned out in a semi-circle, their faces twisted into identical smirks. "Using children for publicity now, Lumira?" Ivy sneered, stopping close enough that I could smell the heavy scent of her rose perfume hiding something sour underneath. "It is a bit desperate, even for you. What is next, passing out bread to the peasants in the lower districts?"

The man giggles and lick the lower lips of his mouth disgustingly. Ivy don't want to watch the past memory of Wynona anymore. She can't stand this, it feels like she's dirty now because she is using Wynona's body. Ivy closed her eyes as she saw how the man torn the clothes of the young Wynona. She don't like to watch how the man would do something to a young girl. Sobs and cries can hear in the dungeon when a splash sound echoed. Ivy quickly opened her eyes to know what happened.

After having been missing for many years, my biological parents found me at the age of sixteen. By that time, there was already someone else living in the family home who had taken my place as the Johnston family’s daughter. My parents, my older brother, and my fiance said warningly, “Don’t you dare act spoiled or entitled just because you’re a Johnston by blood. Also, don’t cause Hannah one ounce of trouble.” The entire family prioritized Hannah in every matter, which made me seem more like a maid whenever I was with them. For two years, I let them walk all over me, until they decided to use my near-perfect SAT score of 1550 to get Hannah, who had scraped together an 850, into an Ivy Le