An Alpha's Secret Novels & Stories

Cejay Merryweather has resigned to be the marketing head of Huntington Inc. because of an incident that happened causing havoc in the internal auditing department. Sebastian Huntington, a charismatic, egocentric, and ruthless businessman has offered her to be his personal assistant. Little did she know, upon agreeing to his offer, her life would be in danger once she starts deciphering her boss's secret. A secret no one should know but Cejay, with her curiosity got the best of her, will be the first one to find out. That is why curiosity kills the cat. Would you still dare to know Mr. Huntington's Secret?

“I want to ruin you. It has always been my dream. But the more I desire your ruin… the more I crave you.” Ava Duval, heiress to one of the most feared organizations, was never meant to be prey. But one brutal attack shatters her world—and leaves her with no choice but to seek protection. Ethan is chosen instantly. Quiet. Deadly. Unreadable. The perfect weapon. To the world, Ava is untouchable— the nation’s most valuable asset. To Ethan, she’s a mission. A means to an end. A weakness waiting to be exploited. But the closer he gets, the more the lines begin to blur. What starts as a calculated game of control spirals into obsession— dangerous, consuming, and impossible to escape. Because in a world built on power and betrayal, desire is the deadliest mistake of all.

Seven years ago, I broke his heart to save his life. I just didn't realize he’d grow up to be the man who owns mine. Ethan Hawke wasn't always the "Ice King of Manhattan." Once, he was just the boy from the wrong side of the tracks who promised me the world. But I left him in the middle of a winter storm, taking a secret with me that changed everything. Now, he’s back. He’s no longer that boy. He’s a billionaire predator with a memory like a steel trap and a heart made of frost. When my father’s debts come due, Ethan is the one holding the check. But the price isn't money. It’s me. The Deal: Move into his penthouse. Wear his ring. Play the happy fiancée until Valentine’s Day. The Catch: He hasn't just been waiting for me. He’s been watching me. As the line between his revenge and his obsession blurs, I realize the "Dirty Secret" isn't the fake engagement. It’s that even after all the pain, his touch is the only thing that makes me feel alive. But when the gala lights go down, I have to decide: Can I love the man who is determined to ruin me? And more importantly... what will he do when he finds out the secret I’ve been keeping for seven years?

On the day of our engagement, as we were driving to the banquet hall, a man holding a few-month-old baby stepped in front of our car. My first thought was that it was some kind of scam. I was about to get out and deal with him when I saw the panic on his face. "Cassidy," he said desperately, "our baby won't stop crying. Do you think something's wrong?" The moment she heard that, my fiancée shoved me out of the car. She took off with them without a single glance back. I just stood there in shock. So this was the truth. She'd been hiding a child with her ex all along. Alone, I went to the banquet hall to handle what remained of our celebration. Later, she called. "I feel terrible about this," she said. "I thought if I gave him the baby and gave you the marriage, it would balance things out. But when Stanley showed up today, I realized—he's the only one I want." I was done with her games. If that's how she felt, I'd walk away. So I made a simple phone call. "Grandma, I'm coming home. I'm ready to run the family business now."

⚠️*WARNING: 18+ Explicit Content Moonlight spilled through heavy curtains, casting silver across the stranger’s bare chest. Jessy stood frozen in the doorway of her family’s mansion, heart hammering as her eyes traced the hard ridges of his abs, the powerful lines of his thighs, and the unmistakable thick outline straining against black briefs. He was danger wrapped in raw masculinity. “Come here,” he commanded, voice low and rough. Her legs moved before her mind could protest. In seconds his mouth was on her breast, hot and demanding, while two thick fingers thrust deep inside her, drawing out a slick, shameful rush of need. He pulled her onto his lap, ripped her panties aside, and drove into her with one savage stroke—stretching, claiming, ruining her in the dark. Jessy clung to his shoulders, gasping, moaning, breaking apart as pleasure tore through her like fire. He fucked her harder, deeper, whispering filthy praises against her skin until she shattered around him. With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt and filled her with pulse after pulse of hot cum. Still joined, his cock twitching inside her, he brushed damp strands of hair from her tear-streaked face and smirked. “Now tell me your name again… Jessy.” Footsteps clicked down the marble hallway. “Jessy? Sweetheart, I’m home.” Her aunt’s voice—warm, loving, and far too close. Terror and forbidden desire twisted in Jessy’s chest as she sat there naked, impaled on the man who was never a stranger. His cum was still leaking down her thighs when he flexed his hips, pushing deeper, and whispered hot against her ear, “Be very quiet, little girl. Wouldn’t want Mommy to discover how hard her precious step-niece just came on her new husband’s cock.”

After I became mentally challenged, my godmother, Fenelle Porter, took care of me personally. She not only massaged me and helped me exercise, but she also never resisted my touch. My godfather, Sam Porter, took advantage of my situation and was always intimate with Fenelle in front of me. Little did they know that I had already recovered. While Fenelle and Sam were video chatting, and she was using toys to pleasure herself during the video call, I put myself into her. Sam was completely unaware all along.

Richard, a young and handsome billionaire in his thirties finds himself in a marriage that contrasts the imagination of what he desires. His wife, Barbara, a young and influential lady becomes a thorn on his flesh, always pushing up arguments at any slightest instance. He gets fed up with the marriage, especially when he meets Emily: his young maid who he calls his “goddess”. He is caught up between love and dignity. In order to maintain his name in the society, he has to be a responsible man with one wife. However, how long can he hide the secret affairs with his maid who he has fallen in love with?

My wife was hot. The face of an angel, and the body of a succubus—that kind of hot. She started doing swimsuit modeling online and made hundreds of thousands every month. But therein lay a problem for me. Because I found out that the company Victoria's working with was doing more than just selling swimsuits.

One night of passion leads to an unforseen circumstance between Ruby Qin and Stephan Rodriguez. A baby was a lot but Stephan was willing to take responsibility. Will the result of their night of passion unite them and keep them together admist various obstacles?

Ember had one plan for her birthday finally tell the world she was with Ethan, the guy she had been quietly loving for six months. Instead, she walked into her own room and found him in bed with someone else. Humiliated and heartbroken, she made the worst decision of her night or maybe the best one. She went home with Knox Rivers, the captain of the hockey team, the most wanted guy on campus, and the one person everybody knew had a strict rule about never being with the same girl more than once. One night. No feelings. No complications. That was the deal. But something happened that night that neither of them planned for, and now Ember is changing in ways that terrify her, Knox is hiding something that could get her killed, and a sister she never even knew she had just showed up with plans of her own. Knox's rule was never about being a player. It was about survival. Because every girl he has ever been with twice has ended up dead every girl except one. His fated mate. The problem is, he doesn't know if Ember is her. And the only way to find out might just cost Ember her life.