Absolute Soul Secrets Novels & Stories

“You’ve done that before, and I’m hoping this whiskey will keep an old anger in check.” Leaning back, she crossed her legs. “You want to know a secret?” I blinked at her aloofly, not interested in whatever it is she wants to make known. “You do not seem interested, but I’ll make it known, so you wouldn’t repeat the same mistake. That slap didn’t make me angry or push me away, if anything, it turned me on.” This bitch is crazy. “I love being submissive to a sadist, so I’m used to the pain.” She opened the file and signed on it, sealing the deal with S.H. “You want to know another secret?” She pushed the file towards me.

I plead him a pardon. He stayed quiet when I wrapped my arms around his body, I positioned his head on my chest and stroked his hair with my hand, he was only filling the silence, “Can I tell you a secret?” Kevin muffled. I looked down to catch his wet eyelashes. Immediately my heart fell at rest on the fact that he was willing to talk to me, “Yes, my dear. Your secrets are safe with me,” I assured him. My heart placed at rest that he chose to speak to me. I was worried if he got unsettled with me.

Silence follows. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. "Let's get you out of here," Lou murmurs, leading me to the car. Later, in the backseat, I stare at my phone, heart hammering as I read the headline from 'The Campus Scoop': ‘Monroe’s Millions Can’t Buy Loyalty: Heiress Dumped for Boyfriend’s Secret Gay Affair.’ Oh. My. God. My grip tightens on the phone. "Fuck!"

He was too strong, too determined. He raised the knife high, the blade catching the light as it hovered above me. Time seemed to slow. My mind screamed in protest, but my body froze, paralyzed by fear. Then, something inside me snapped. A surge of raw energy erupted from deep within, a force I had never felt before. My wolf roared to the surface, flooding my senses with strength and power. My vision sharpened, and my fear melted into something primal and untamed. With a growl that didn’t feel entirely mine, I shoved at his chest with all my might. The next thing I knew, the assassin flew through the air like a ragdoll, crashing into the far wall of the hallway with a sickening thud.

he shouted, gripping his sword tightly. The figure stopped momentarily before gently bringing down its hood. A lady with intense gaze and an enigmatic presence moved towards the front. "My name is Selene, the one who holds Secrets," she stated, her voice steady and controlled. "I have arrived to assist you in comprehending the real essence of the darkness you are confronting." Xander and Eva shared a look, both intrigued. "Can you clarify your point?" Eva inquired as she moved ahead.

“You are my greatest creation, Alessandra. But you are also my greatest vulnerability. And vulnerabilities are always targeted.” Alessa exhaled shakily. “I’ll rescue Sophia.” Gloria nodded once, approval gleaming. “Good.” But Alessa wasn’t done. “One condition,” she said. Gloria raised a brow. “Name it.” “You tell me what the asset is. Everything. No more secrets.” Gloria’s expression froze. Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came. For the first time in Alessa’s life, her mother looked unsure. Not frightened.

Down here, it’s quiet, with only the sound of water dripping from the stone ceiling. My secret room down here is small and simple with only a stone table, a water basin, and a wooden chest where I keep a few secret items. I open the chest and take out a black stone bowl—smooth and shiny like glass. I pour in memory ash, made from old visions I burned, and then add water from a secret spring that only I know how to find. As I stir it, the mixture starts to glow to show pictures. I whisper three names. Kaelith, mine, and a third one, which I must not say aloud at this moment.

******* Inside the Heart Darkness, Weightless and endless. Alessia floated in a vast void of red and black light. Her body felt both her own and foreign. The pulsing rhythm around her matched her heartbeat — or perhaps she was matching it. Whispers drifted through the dark, soft and ancient. You are the lock, The bloodline is the key., The gate opens through you. Alessia's breath shuddered. "I'm not your lock… I'm not your vessel. " You awakened me. You carry my pulse now. You are the Heart.

But as I lay down in the snow beside my mate, the cold air sweet in my lungs, I realized I was finally the only thing that ever mattered. I was Loved. And in the silence of the Heartwood, as the violet-gold aurora faded into the first real night of the rest of our lives, the "Too Much" energy whispered its final, eternal truth: The Audit is Over. The Asset is a Soul. The North is Eternal. "She was once rejected for her curves and the fire they held, only to be eternally claimed by the Blood Alpha—not as his asset, but as the very rhythm of his soul."

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest. Tonight’s confession is soaked in taboo — a stepsister hiding a very lucrative secret, and the stepbrother who discovers it… then decides to claim full control. This one is dark, twisted, and deliciously wrong. Here is the confession of “Stepsister’s Secret.” --- **Story 12: Stepsister’s Secret** **Chapter 1**