Amours Secrets Novels & Stories

She was shattered, and I knew that, no matter how hard we tried, no conversation could undo what we were about to uncover. "Alright," she murmured, her voice almost a whisper. And with that simple word, we made our way to my house. As we walked, the thoughts haunted me. What did this mean? Had our parents lived a secret romance? Were the marriages they built just a façade? And if it was true, was our view of love, which we always believed to be pure and unshakable, completely wrong? Worse still, there was the most terrifying possibility of all: what if we were related?

I shut the drawer, got up, and walked out of the secret room attached to my wardrobe room. When Amor showed me that room, I playfully said I had no secrets to hide in the dark. He nodded with a smirk. This was what he said — “Maybe you don’t have any secrets to hide in the dark today, but in the future, my luna will have many dark secrets. Use this room when you want.” I shrugged him off, but now I understood what he wanted me to say. The ones who ruled the world had the responsibility to hide a lot from the world for it to keep functioning in peace, and Amor had his share of dark secrets locked up somewhere even I wasn’t aware of.

"That letter said, 'My sweet baby girl. I never wanted to give you away, it was not my choice. There are things you need to know about yourself. Please think about meeting with me. I know that you must be angry and you have every right to be. The amulet is a family heirloom and I want you to have it. It will keep you safe, please wear it. I want you to know that I love you so much. I loved your mom with every ounce I had. I didn't want to leave her. In that I also had no choice. I was forbidden to with your mother and I didn't listen to my warnings. I will be at the motel on main street until your birthday. I hope to see you, and please don't tell anyone I am here.

But it's the same vibes that I got from my secret admirer when I saw him in the bar, he had the same dangerous Aura that now I am sensing in this room. Xavier sat next to me and kept talking to dad about business and all... I have nothing to say and so I was just eating my food quickly.. not that I even wanted to get involved in the conversation. Suddenly I felt a hand on my thighs. Who else can it be? "Xavier what are you doing?!" "What? I'm touching my future wife. Is this a crime or something." He whispered in my ear. "I'll die but I'll never marry you!!"

The secretary reappeared, hovering in the doorway. "Can I get you anything, sir?" she asked, her voice dripping with sweetness, batting her eyes flirtatiously. Sophia noticed her gaze lingering on Luke and cleared her throat, her tone firm. "Thank you, Em. But, that would be all." Reluctantly, the secretary left, closing the door softly behind her. Luke's intense gaze never shifted from Sophia. "Where's Luna?" His deep voice sent shivers down her spine. Sophia's expression turned cold, her jaw locked. "What do you want with her, Luke?" Her voice was laced with contempt.

Kristen, the girl he had just fucked and completely forgotten about walked out of the bathroom, completely ‘cleaned up’ and casted a lustful glare at Xavier before noticing that there was someone in the office and walking out. Xavier didn’t know why but he felt embarrassed in himself, he didn’t want his wife to see this, he might not be the faithful type but she had done nothing- yet, he didn’t want to flaunt the fact that he was unfaithful in her face. “Do your secretaries share your bathroom too, quite interesting” Amelia said coolly, like she didn’t care but Xavier noticed that ‘hurt look’ on her face, her face had completely betrayed her.

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

Amy burst through the cabin door with a loud bang, startling Mr. Silvester immediately looked up from his desk. His secretary stood behind Amy, her face flushed and her hands wringing nervously, unable to stop Amy from intruding into the CEO's office. With a wave, Mr Silvester signalled for his secretary to leave them alone. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded and quietly closed the door behind her, leaving the two of them in the room. Mr. Silvester calmly gazed at Amy's angry face. She stood there, her fists clenched at her sides, her eyes blazing with fury. “How could you do this?” she shouted, her voice echoing in the spacious office. “You just broke off the merger without any warning

Declan could smell her, hear her before he saw her. Amara. Amara. Foxy. Not caring about anything, he ran through the shoppers and tourist shoppers until his arms wrapped around her and he was hugging her to him as if no one else existed. Not Serenius, not Lucas, not the crowds. Just her. Just Amara. "I love you," he whispered, and, in French fashion, kissed her on the lips, hands and arms keeping her pressed against his chest.

His entire body went completely rigid. The photograph on the screen was crystal clear. It showed the interior of The Crescent Hearth kitchen from the previous evening. Xavier’s large, powerful arms were wrapped tightly around Amora, pulling her body flush against his broad chest. Amora’s hands were pressed flat against Xavier’s leather jacket, and her face was buried near his neck. To anyone looking at the image, it looked like a passionate, stolen moment of deep intimacy between two secret lovers.