A Secret Romance Between Us Novels & Stories

Michael stared at her, unblinking. “…What?” Vivian grinned. “Marriage, Michael. You know, ‘I do,’ some cake, a wedding dress—” Michael cut her off. “Yes.” Vivian’s mouth opened, then closed. “Wait. What?” “Yes,” he repeated. “But in secret. No one can know.” Her eyes widened. “Ooooh, a secret marriage. How mysterious. How scandalous. How—” She gasped, clasping her hands together. “Are we having a forbidden romance?”

I said curtly, turning my attention to her, “what do you really want from me?” Her lips curved into a sly smile, her gaze flickering to Alex for a moment before locking onto mine. “I want both of you, Liam. I want to be part of your world and every part of it.” Her voice dropped to a near whisper, dripping with intent. “He can be your hidden secret. On top of the secret you’re already hiding.” The words were like a shot of adrenaline straight to my chest, but it was the photograph she slid across the table that made my blood run cold. My breath hitched when I stared down at the image. A picture of me mid-shift, caught in a blur of fur and claws.

“Yes?” I swallow hard. “Can we keep “us” a secret for now? Just until after the Tech Convention.” “I’m surprised “us” even exists. It all still seems like a dream to me.” he exhales sharply. “I support whatever decision you make, Imogene. As long as I don’t lose you again.”

they asked curiously and a loop Smile landed on his face. “ Elizabeth and I are a couple.. We have been secretly dating for Four years because we didn't want it to be an issue in the industry but unfortunately our secret relationship is not so secret after all.” Justin stared at Elizabeth with a smile on his face and She did well by smiling back at him with loving eyes. The cameras began rolling as more whispers could be heard. “ Is this true, Miss Scott?” They directed the question to her and she nodded with a meek smile and that had awakened another round of murmuring..

) to completely fabricated (“Secret romance brewing for America’s Sweetheart” She zoomed in on one particular photo and felt her breath catch. There, barely visible in the background shadows, was the edge of a masculine figure in a black tuxedo. The photographer had caught her mid-laugh, her face turned toward where he’d been standing, and even she could see the unguarded happiness in her expression. “Damn it,” she whispered. The last thing she needed was romance speculation when she was trying to rebuild her sense of self. Her bedroom door opened without knocking—Maya’s privilege as best friend and manager.

Finally, we collapse, limbs tangled in a knot. Sweat covers us, pussies still twitching. I pull her close. 'This stays secret, Harper. Just us.' She nods, kissing me soft. 'Promise. Our forbidden thing.' We lie there, breathing heavy, bodies pressed tight.

“Even with the secrecy. Especially with it. It makes every moment with you feel stolen and precious.” I kissed him deeply, pouring all my love into it. We made love again—slow and romantic this time, savoring every touch, every sigh. His hands explored me like he was memorizing me, his thrusts deep and measured, eyes never leaving mine. “I love you,” he groaned as we reached the peak together, holding each other through the waves of pleasure. Afterward, as I drifted off in his arms, safe and warm, I knew this was worth every risk. The Rivera name was protected for now. Our secret was ours alone. And in the quiet of his dorm, with Mia still away, I had found my home in him.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

She moaned softly, rubbing my cum into her skin like it was the most precious thing in the world. We lay there afterward, breathing hard, bodies pressed together. Covered in sweat and each other. Isabella kissed me softly. Tenderly. “This is our secret,” she whispered against my lips. “Our beautiful, filthy secret.” I held her close, knowing we were both completely addicted.

SUMMARY I have a secret. I’m in love with my best friend, but I’ve never told her. Sharing feelings is right up there with all-time terrible things. Instead of saying it, I show her how I feel every day. I watch Big Brother with her. We have scary movie night. I hold her hair when she’s puking. That’s love in my books. Only…she’s not been the same recently, and I don’t know how to fix it. I hope she knows I'd do anything for her.