A Love Buried By Secrets Novels & Stories

Tired of it, I stepped outside and overheard Amanda on the phone. "The money given by that idiot ran out fast," she snorted. "Marrying into the Collins family is my ultimate goal, the ticket to a good life. Luke's girlfriend? No threat. I saw them at dinner, and he denied her." I trembled, and she paused at the sound. Seeing it was me, she smirked, "You heard that, huh?" I kept my voice steady. "People who betray love deserve to be struck by lightning." "You're just his secret lover," she laughed. "You've got no right to talk about love. A hidden girlfriend? Nah, just my replacement."

Watching you surrender to me, love me unconditionally and selflessly 5 years ago, I would never have imagined that you are more than what you showed me. His hands caressed her face and tenderly removed her raven black hair that formed a curtain on her face." I promise my love, no matter what secrets you have and how dark they might be, I will help you keep them and die protecting them. You promised to love all of me and I promise to love your secrets even if they are unknown to me. Your secrets will be the ropes that would tie my love to you. I promise you my love." Hamdan felt his heart burst with love for his wife.

"And because love means protecting someone from themselves. Even when they don't want to be protected." I understood. More than Marcus probably realized. "Stay here," I said. "Cover for me if Brian asks. I'll be back before dawn." "And if you're not?" "Then come find me." I walked to the door. "Luna." I paused. "Whatever you find in that cemetery—whatever truth has been buried there for three hundred years—it might change everything." "I know." "You might not be able to love him after." "I know that too." "And you're still going."

And he lied to me. I curled into a ball in bed as I couldn’t anymore bear the pain. “I do. In just a short time I spent with him, I felt whole for the first time since Dad died. I felt special. I felt respected and cared for by a man and never judged, but certain things between us won’t be good for us. We are still two different people, Mom. He has a lot of deepest secrets. When I thought I knew him, I was wrong. He was right, we both have a lot of skeletons in our closets, and I don’t think he is willing to tell me everything or give up his previous life for us. And I don’t think I am ready to hear them all or if I can look at him the same person all over again.”

I jerked and opened my eyes only to see the amusing Blake watching me intensively. "I'm sorry," I mumbled while rubbing my eyes to let go of the remaining sleep in my eyes. "Here! He handed me a book where the word "THE HIDDEN SECRETS" written over the girl's naked back along with some random lines, but the line was too small to read. "Yes! Yes! Yes! We did it!!" Unconsciously I kissed his cheeks and we both froze on our spot. It's just a baby kiss, he won't mind, right? But his eyes say otherwise.

Now, he was left with nothing but memories of their short-lived love. The day of Samantha's burial arrived, and the palace was filled with mourners. The Queen and Blake were seated at the front row, while the palace maids and other servants were standing at the back. As the priest began the service, Blake's eyes wandered around the room, searching for Veronica. He had hoped that she would come and pay her last respects to Samantha, but she was nowhere to be found. After the service, Samantha's body was taken to the cemetery, where she was buried. Blake stood at the graveside, watching as the coffin was lowered into the ground. He felt like a part of him had died with Samantha, and he knew th

He had never wanted this, never wanted to be a part of the darkness that had consumed their family. But now, he was complicit in their betrayal. Esmeralda's voice grew louder, more insistent, as the mound of earth continued to rise. "You can bury me, but you can't bury the love I once had for you, Maverick. That love will haunt you, remind you of the person you used to be." The moon hung high in the night sky, a silent witness to the burial of a sister's secrets and the curses of a woman wronged.

These secrets were a growing problem. A lot of this pain could be avoided if all these secrets came to light, but he was afraid she’d hide away from him. He was starting to realize that she was hiding away from anyway. Maybe, it was time to stop these stupid secrets from taking root further. It had flowered, blossoming in a night garden hidden away from the sunshine. Her love stayed hidden there and she didn’t know he walked through this sacred garden. She didn’t know he was secretly tending to her blossoms. They wanted each other’s love… why deny them what they wanted so desperately. What was the point of hiding it away anymore?

"As for Sean, I convinced Sheila to torture him physically all these years just to punish him. It would be a form of release for him if he left anyway. I'll make sure that Sean will stay forever inside the beautiful dream I've woven for him, especially since he loves me so much." The person with her hesitated slightly before saying, "But Sean Langdon doesn't know that faking his death means being really buried. It's too much of a risk to bury someone alive for seven full days. Moreover, Mr. Langdon is afraid of the dark and claustrophobic. If anything happens to him in that coffin…"

Passersby stopped and gossiped about me. A red sports car came onto the scene and screeched to a stop in front of me. Zoe stood in front of me, holding an umbrella. "I'm sorry, Melanie. We promised no secrets between us, and I couldn't pretend everything's fine. I couldn't pretend to be your friend when I'd betrayed you. Still, I promise that there's no love between him and me. It's only passion." Her bitten lips and the hickeys that lined her neck reminded me of all the secrets she once told me. She had a friend with benefits and would do it every time they met, no matter where, no matter when, and no matter how little time they had.