Dark Secrets Novel Novels & Stories

She asks, referring to our lives five years ago "No hidden secrets" THE END.

I admit Monica has the attitude and she's sometimes weird. "Agree ka ba Hugo or you're hiding something?" Marc asked hiding a grin. Pinaningkitan siya ng mata ni Hugo "Come on" saad ni Hugo at umunang naglakad. Tumayo kaaga ako at sumulyap kay Venice na nakatingin saakin habang nakangiti. Iniiwas ko ang tingin ko at sumumod kay Monica. Pumasok kami sa isang kuwarto. Napakalaki nito at napakalinis. The room was filled with black and white colors with a lot of drawings and paintings.

*This is another one from an unpublished book. It is a bit dark in the middle, but gets steamy at the end.* Destiny Stepping out of the shower, I walked into my closet and looked for the perfect dress. Tonight was going to be special since we didn't have to hide anymore, no matter where we went. I decided on one of my favorites, a fuchsia sleeveless bodycon mini club party dress. I let my towel drop to the floor and I slide the dress on. I went over to my shoes and decided on a pair of silver heels to go with it. I walked out of the closet and into the bathroom where Jasmine was now getting ready.

I was practically a sex-addicted slut who slept with different people almost every day, but I swear on everything I love, I really couldn’t control it. My body always seemed to have a mind of its own. Always reacting. Always needing. Always begging for release. And if I didn’t give in, I couldn’t concentrate for the rest of the day. I wouldn’t be in my right mind. And that… was my dirty secret. I had promised myself never to let my mom find out. Never to let him find out. The towering man who stood beside me, his expression cold and unwavering. The richest and most dangerous man in the entire United States. A man both feared and respected. A man who made my heart pound and my body burn, reac

As if finding out who she was had cracked open something he hadn’t realized was broken. We both knew Fiona had secrets. She always had. But now, secrecy didn’t just feel unsettling—it felt lethal. Like a fault line pulsing beneath our feet, primed to crack open and swallow everything we’d bled to protect. She had been fighting darkness for so long, I feared she no longer knew where it ended and she began. And I was terrified—because if that darkness finally consumed her, it wouldn’t stop with her. It would tear through our ranks, through our fragile alliances, devouring hope and turning everything we’d built into ash.

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

Frowning, I tugged harder. Still jammed. "What the devil." I tugged with both hands. There was a deafening click that echoed through the room. The entire bookcase shook. My heart leaped up into my throat as the shelf creaked open, revealing a dark sliver of a secret space behind it. A secret room. My skin crawled as I stepped closer, the air colder now, denser. There were no lights inside. Only darkness and the stench of stale secrets. I was at the door, gaping into the darkness.

Blurb. Daddy’s Dirty Secrets is a collection of stories where temptation never knocks—it walks straight in. Every tale explores the thrill of forbidden attraction, dangerous choices, hidden affairs, and desires too powerful to ignore. Here, love isn’t always innocent, heroes aren’t always good, and the lines between right and wrong blur with every stolen moment. Whether it’s a ruthless billionaire guarding more than his fortune, a mafia king with a dangerous obsession, an alpha who refuses to let go, or strangers whose lives collide at exactly the wrong time, every story offers a new escape into a world where passion and consequences go hand in hand. No two stories are alike, but th