Tara Tainton Leaks Novels & Stories

Dylan is going to freak when she reads it and I just can't deal with more on my plate right this second. After about a 15 minute drive we pull into the underground parking lot and climb out. Leah locks up her Tesla, while Aurora is busy taking a selfie to most definitely post on I*******m. Yes, she is one of those people that would literally die if they haven't posted a single picture daily on social media, but what can I say. "Quick come and join me for a selfie. We definitely need to capture this life altering moment." Aurora demands. Tired of going against her, I finally give in and take a quick selfie with both of the girls.

He said with a calm look. "Well, to start with, it has to do with Winters, you know that for the past two weeks he has been pissing me off way more, saying that I'm hiding something and he knows what it is, right?" Aidan nodded. "He does know, he found out that I'm still a virgin" The red-haired boy said frustrated. "Oh shit and now he's trying to blackmail you?" Aidan said with concern in his eyes. "That's what I thought he would do, but he proposed to teach me good things and I think he means that thing, you know? But I said to him that I'm not gay and he freaking pinned me to a wall to prove me wrong"

Her simple question about my aversion to cold things had struck a chord within me, unravelling a vulnerability I had long guarded. I hesitated for a moment, grappling with whether to open up or retreat behind the walls I had built around myself. But something in Alessia's genuine concern and her willingness to listen stirred a newfound trust within me. It was a chance to share a piece of my past, to release the weight that had burdened me for so long. Summoning a breath, I faced her and mustered the courage to speak my truth. "Something happened some years back," I began, my voice filled with a mixture of vulnerability and relief. "Since then, I've carried this deep-seated aversion to the co

I said with conviction. The press conference concluded with my firm denial of the allegations. As the cameras clicked and reporters shouted their final questions, I maintained my composure, leaving the room with confidence and focus, I couldn’t wait for everything to come to an end, I was already going crazy because I had not been able to track Alvaro and this scandal was being a distraction.

“Mr. West… I… I was wrong… I’ll make a public confession to the press. It won’t have anything to do with you; I’ll take all the blame. I’ll do whatever you want… I can’t pay for the damages…” Jackson couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. He called security and had them drag him away. Now that Beckett had confessed to his plagiarism, the matter was pretty much settled. However, there was one scruple — who was the “online friend” that had leaked Tiffany’s sketch to Beckett? Tiffany mentioned that only Arianne and Tanya had seen it… Arianne wasn’t a newbie in the fashion industry, which would leave… Tanya!

She takes a deep breath and her eyes move to the floor and she bites her lower lip. “I was covering the wedding, and after everything exploded her father contacted me, he wanted me to expose Wyatt, he wanted me to humiliate me, but that’s not the type of journalism we do,” Tara says and I swear if she did anything else to hurt my friends I am going to lose my shit. “Okay…” I let out through my greeted teeth. I don’t want to say too much and let her into my secret.

Curious I answered it anyways. “Hello, this is Tara” “Hello, Tara. So how did you enjoy your gift?” asked the ominous voice. It was so soft; I couldn’t tell if the caller was male or female. “Who is this? What gift?” “You know, you cannot have him. That must kill you. To spend so much time with the man you are in love with and not be able to tell him how you feel. Poor Tara.” There was a soft chuckle on the other line.

She reaches for my hand again, but I pull it back slightly, dread pooling in my stomach. “Dre… TJ didn’t leak it.” I stare at her. “What are you talking about?” “TJ was the guy in the video, yeah. He’s getting in serious trouble for recording without consent. But he wasn’t the one who sent it out to everyone.” She takes a deep breath. “The person who confessed to leaking the tapes… it was Luke.”

"Rene, what are you doing?" Tears streaked her face as she gasped out, "Ian, please don't leave me! I know what's going on. You're seeing her, aren't you? Are you planning to marry her? You can't do this to me. You promised you'd never marry anyone but me..." Her sobs wracked her body, trembling as if she were soaked through. "I see it now—only you ever really cared for me. Joshua is a leech. He's been deceiving me all along. The only reason he's close to me is to take my money!"

She had promised her sister on that windy beach that she would protect her, and she would die before she broke that vow. Clutched tightly against her chest, wrapped in a waterproof piece of plastic she had scraped together in a panic, were the heavy, leather-bound encrypted ledger and the military-grade USB drive. Her hands were shaking so violently she could barely keep her grip on the stolen assets, her fingernails digging deep into the material. The guilt in her stomach was a sickening, burning knot. She knew she had committed an undeniable breach of trust. She knew that by typing 1984 into that keypad, she had weaponized Victor’s love, using his most sacred, vulnerable memory as a skelet