Dangerous Little Secrets Epub Novels & Stories

Stories don’t often begin with touch. Sometimes they start with stillness. There’s a pause too heavy to ignore, the kind that turns silence into a presence of its own. A room that should be empty, except it isn’t. Shadows Between the Lines grew from a question that swirled like smoke through my mind: what happens when desire mingles with secrecy? What if the pull isn’t just toward a person, but toward the risk of being noticed?

And though a small, rational part of her warned her to be careful, another part—daring, reckless—wanted nothing more than to take the leap. When she left his office, the air outside seemed suddenly thinner, sharper, charged with a tension she couldn’t shake. She told herself it was nerves. That this was just business. But deep down, she knew the truth: Alexander Knight had offered her something far more dangerous than a project. He had offered her a taste of something thrilling, something intoxicating… something that could change everything. And she was already powerless to resist.

-"I....I really don't know but something inside me tells me that Elektra is in great danger. I can't pinpoint, it's just a hunch" -"Okay then, even if it's true, how we are going to find her?" -"I think I know where she is...." she said hesitantly. I motioned for her to continue and she did. -"Bartholomew has a hidden place, a cabin up in the mountains" -"Are you sure?" -"Of course! I have seen its location on the map as I was cleaning his desk one day". -"That's not enough. The mountain is very big. We won't be able to find it" I objected.

He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.

“The truth, little mate, is that you’re treading dangerous ground.” “Dangerous?” I scoffed, though my hands trembled under the table. “Maybe I’m done pretending I’m safe in a house where secrets fester.” Damien leaned forward, his elbows resting casually on the table, though his eyes glinted with razor-sharp interest. “Careful, sweetheart. There are things in this pack you don’t want to dig up.” My voice sharpened. “And why not? Because they might reveal what all of you are hiding from me?”

I pull back fast, cheeks burning. Jane keeps chatting about the day, grocery list, her client meeting at ten, but I’m only half listening, stealing glances at him every chance I get. He catches me once and his mouth twitches into that tiny private smile that’s just for me. My stomach flips and my resolve crumbles a little more. This secret is burning between us now, bright and dangerous. And as thrilling as it feels, the fear is gnawing. How long before it all explodes? Before Jane finds a clue, or smells something, or just knows?

"I know that I am just going to have to roll with it and see what tomorrow night brings. Daniel is going to the club undercover, and we have video surveillance at her house, so we should have all the bases covered." Cassie leaned forward, scooped Mooch up, and nuzzled her face to his chubby neck. She wanted to talk about her wandering vagina, but she was afraid of being judged. Eryn could read her like a book. "What aren't you telling me?" "I think I might be a nymphomaniac, or hypersexual, or something," Cassie blurted it out while she had the courage.

She shoved the notebook closer to my face. I looked at it again. This time I noticed that the whole picture was made up of tiny words. Just one word, actually, written over and over. Danger. And inside the monster's gaping mouth were four phrases: "Too many secrets So many lies Too many aliens So many goodbyes"

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♡

He zipped up and I wore my shirt, tossing my bra under the couch just as David walked into the living room. “You guys good?” David asked, looking between us. “Yeah,” Carl said, his voice surprisingly steady. “Everything’s fine.” I smiled sweetly, even though my legs were still shaking and Carl’s cum was dripping down my leg. This secret was getting more dangerous. And I was starting to love the risk.