Dark Secrets Novel Novels & Stories

As the power went out, the entire top-floor suite fell into total darkness. Only faint city lights far below and quick flashes of lightning lit up the room for a second at a time. Rain slammed hard against the floor-to-ceiling windows. Cassandra Voss cursed under her breath. Her red nails tapped sharply on the marble counter. “Of course. Just my luck. Now I'm stuck in a hotel with the one person I can’t even stand.” From the other side of the living room, Becky Laurent’s voice was heard through the dark. “The feeling is mutual, darling. If I have to spend one more minute breathing the same air as you, I might actually lose my mind.”

I slowly and quietly make my way out of her room. I still make sure to wait outside her door for a while and when I'm greeted with absolute silence, I make my way out. I go straight to Nikolai’s room. I look around from time to time to make sure no one is around and there seems to be no one. Everyone is sleeping. I'm not scared of walking into Zorya and her son. Their rooms are located in the other wing of the mansion. I arrive at Nikolai’s door and I slowly go in, locking the door after me. There's no way I'll ever forget to lock that door. My eyes land on his table clock and it's almost midnight. I don't even feel sleepy.

The little I knew about the Don was that he was not one to mess with, and you did not involve yourself in any of the Brzezinski family’s affairs. I mounted the back of Xavier's motorcycle and wrapped my arms tightly around him as he revved the engine and burst out of the garage. We zoomed down the street, the wind whipping past us with full force as Xavier pushed his vehicle to its limits. My thoughts were in turmoil as Xavier drove. I loved him, and he loved me; that much was clear. But he had lied to me, and I needed answers. How could my closest friend keep such a huge secret from me? How long had Grace known who I really was? And to add to the chaos, she was dating my brother - someone I

She understood enough about the private matters of men and women to recognize such a sound. Without realizing it, her steps drifted toward the source. To her right sat a bar she had never once cared to look at. Yet the sound came not from the bar itself but from a narrow alley wedged between that place and a row of shuttered storefronts. The moans softened, a woman’s voice breathing them out. Curiosity hooked its claws into her. How skilled must the man be to elicit sounds like that? Silvana knew this was wrong. She knew creeping toward the alley and peeking inside was a bizarre violation she would never have imagined committing in her life. But then she saw them. Two silhouettes caught in s

The angle made us look far more intimate than we actually were. Another picture followed, then another. Different angles, different moments. Every single one looked terrible.My heartbeat turned uneven as I scrolled down. BLACKTHORN CONFESSIONS: Guess the scholarship students have creative ways of surviving. CAMPUS TEA: Knew she was suspicious. ANONYMOUS USER: So this is how she got Professor Vale’s attention? ANOTHER USER: Adrian Laurent finally dating someone? Didn’t expect it to be her. I stopped reading immediately. My hands were shaking.

“But I’ll spare you if you get down on your knees and beg with your mouth.” I looked up at him and our eyes locked in a curious gaze, my breath slowing as my chest rose and fell. He knew I wanted him and he wanted me too. I’ve always wanted Ryan to know what I taste like and I don’t want my mother to find out about my dirty secrets. My lips parted slightly as tension built inside me. I got down on my knees slowly, my movements careful, my knees pressing against the floor as his gaze stayed locked on mine. My hands hovered for a second before settling.

I plop myself back down on the couch, take a big drink of my Coor's light, and channel flick until I find a good comedy to watch, something that will put all thoughts out of my head and just help me laugh. I found myself drifting back to Caleb. I think I may need to go back to the coffee shop again soon, just to see him. But, it isn’t like I could start anything with him because I have too many secrets, and you can’t be with anyone when you are doing nothing but lying to them. It was not fair.

Jeremiah froze. The unmistakable sound of skin slapping against skin and breathy moans echoed through his girlfriend's room. His heart dropped as he stood, paralysed, unable to turn away. They were so into the pleasure that they didn't even notice his presence. “Becca…,” Jeremiah choked out and silence fell instantly. “Who the fuck is that?” the man beneath Becca growled, his gaze locking onto Jeremiah first. Becca whipped her head around, eyes wide with horror. "Oh my God, Jeremiah," she scrambled off the man’s lap, grabbing a blanket to shield her body. “Why are you here? I thought you said you would be going to the library first!” she gasped