Amours Secrets Novels & Stories

"Relax, we're just pretending, remember?" He didn't reply, just watched me with those piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me, into the part of me that was starting to get lost in our performance. The cameras flashed, a strobe light of our perfect fairytale life. We were the "perfect couple," living a lie so grand it felt almost real. But behind the smiles and the designer clothes, we were two broken people with a secret that could destroy everything. Suddenly, a woman with a sleek blonde bob and a killer red dress approached. Her features were sharp and elegant, and I guessed she had some Western blood in her. She hugged Eavon tightly, her eyes sizing me up with an unnerving inten

The reporter in her asked – Coleman was going to be proud of her. “I’d have to have a heart first for it to be broken Mon Amie. I have non. The highest thing that can happen between us is sex, hot wild mind blowing sex. And then I’d get bored like I always do, and move on – no, don’t start crying now,” he added when he saw her lower lip trembling, a tell take sign that tears where about to gather in those clear grey eyes of hers. “I only told you this so that you would know what you’re getting yourself into –”

He still had a chance to continue their love for each other. “Amoux,” Leah couldn't believe that Amoux was too hard-headed. She wanted to tell him everything, but she was full of doubt that maybe Amoux was using her for his gain. She removed Amoux's hand, but Amoux put his hand back on her waist. She was shocked when Amoux placed his lips on her neck. He slowly sucked it, which made her moan slightly. “Do you want to spend a night with me, Master?” he seductively asked her. His lips went up, and he sucked and licked her ear, which made her groan more.

Her tone was not demanding, but pleading, an urgent request cloaked in gentleness. Clarisse’s fingers toyed with the stem of her glass. She did not answer at once. Her eyes drifted toward a vase of lilies perched on the counter near their table. The flowers leaned gracefully in their crystal home, their petals soft yet carrying the quiet arrogance of things too beautiful for this world. Clarisse stared at them as though searching their curved whiteness for courage. “There are,” she began slowly, “so many secrets, Amara.” Her voice was fragile, as if every word cost her something. “Secrets that breathe within the walls of our house, hiding in corners where the sun does not reach. Secrets that

Amour screamed, running after her ~~~ Amour opened her eyes looking, so confused. "Raven, who's Raven? I've never met someone called Raven before" Amour muttered. She touched her pounding heart, looking more confused. "Why I'm so scared and worried?" She asked herself So many questions we're running through her mind but got interrupted by the knocking of the door. "Who's that? CoCo?" She thought and went to open the door but her eyes widened when she saw a bearded man standing in front of her.

He tried not to chuckle but a little chuckle came out of his beautiful mouth. "Why did you..." "Nothing," he replied. The two walked upstairs following the roses on the floor. "That's Charlotte's room," he pointed to the room the rose led. "What are those voices?" Shelby asked. She heard moaning voices from the room. Aaron arched his brows with a confused expression. Why is he hearing voices from his girlfriend's room?? Again, men voices. He took a right turn to open the door with a powerful force. The image in front of them, shook them both. It was like a building collapsed on both of their heads.

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Ce simple geste suffit à faire calmer la jeune femme nerveuse. -Je t'ai donné ma parole mon amour, si ma mère essaie de vous faire du mal moi même je te conduirai chez ta mère et ta tante. lui promet Hendrick les yeux rivés aux siens. La jeune femme lui caresse tendrement le visage de sa main avant de se pencher pour déposer un chaste baiser sur ses lèvres. Un chaste baiser qu'il approfondie en tirant doucement les cheveux de la jeune femme. Un geste anodin qui a toujours l'effet d'exciter la jeune femme. À l'abri des regards indiscrets, dans cette habitacle aux vitres teintées, cette dernière entrelace ses doigts derrière la nuque de Hendrick, le ramenant plus près d'elle. Les mains de Hend

When he entered, late and quiet, she didn’t look up. He didn’t speak. He undressed with methodical silence, slid under the covers, and lay on his back, breath shallow. But when he reached out, barely, softly, his fingers brushed hers. A plea. A confession with no words. She didn’t pull away. But she didn’t hold on, either. In the dark, her voice echoed. Soft. Resolute. “I am not your secret.” And somewhere beyond the cliffs, thunder answered. Not loud. Not violent. But steady. And Aria knew___ The storm had heard her.

He pretended not to know what I was talking about. “Can we not do this here, please? This is a public place. I don't intend to talk about it right now. It ain't worthy to be talked about,” the doctor whispered to me. He tried his best to make the conversation secretive. It wasn't something I was familiar with. We seemed to shade different ideologies Unlike him, I wanted the whole world to know the kind of beast Angela is. “Angela has been having sex outside our marriage. I just found out from the Doctor that Kelly isn't my biological son,” I revealed to everyone.