From Your Secret Admirer Novels & Stories

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She looked at me through her teary eyes. “I know I’m not thin enough, not good enough yet, but I’m just afraid that once we graduate, I’ll never see you again. So, even if you don’t like me, can I at least have your contact information?” I pulled out a tissue from my bag and gently wiped away her tears. “Let me tell you a secret, but you have to promise to keep it to yourself, okay?” …… The girl blinked, her face serious. “I promise I won’t tell anyone!”

“Every time I touch you or kiss your lips, you become a tomato.” "Don't make it up!" “Apparently, you’re my secret admirer, huh? Is it because of these dazzling green eyes? Or maybe you always expect me to touch you?” Amber couldn’t stand the tease. She pushed herself out of the confine. Her panic made Adam laugh out loud. Without feeling guilty, the man let her go. "Where are you going?" "I want to sleep. Don't make any noise," Amber said curtly. In front of the wood heater, she lay down.

Jenna POV “It was not you? Hmmm I wonder who my secret admirer is?” I tease Adam. I was a little uncomfortable receiving flowers from an unknown source, but it was probably very innocent, and I was not going to worry about it. Adam on the other hand was not impressed. “How can you be so nonchalant after what you have been through?” he demands.

She rubbed her palm nervously as she spoke. “Wow! So persistent i see? When are you planning to blow his cover? like “I know who you are, stop pretending?" “Blowing his cover would be nice. But I don’t even know who he is, or the first thing about him. It won’t be easy at all” she heaved a deep sigh, staring at the restless streaks on the waters that reflected the lonely sky. “So what does your secret admirer write to you, poetry about himself?”

After a while, she finally summoned the courage to text the mysterious man. [I'm sorry.] After a few minutes, a message came through. [Have you made your decision?] Vicky's two-worded message spoke volumes, and the mysterious man instantly knew what she meant. [Yes, I have.] Vicky replied. [It seems you have chosen Tyler, after all.] Vicky bit her lip, unsure of what to say, and could only apologize. [I'm sorry.] The mysterious man typed. [Is it because I didn't meet you today?]

I answered, ignoring the flush of embarrassment on my face. His eyes widened. "I'm sorry, I didn't know y'all are striving hard to achieve a lot in life." He said and picked up a paper. "It's nothing," I replied and saw him reading the contents of the letter. "What's that?" I inquired curiously. He smiled. "I don't know, I've been seeing this lately from someone. I think I have a secret admirer." "A secret admirer?" I asked with a smirk. He nodded and my eyes glimmered suspiciously. "Yeah, It's a love letter and there's no name on it." He revealed, looking at the paper.

Another performance. Another chance to earn the money that keeps everything from falling apart. But as I slide into the back seat and check my phone, a new message appears from a number I don’t recognize. My heart beats faster as I open it. I’ll see you tonight. Wear the one I sent you. No name. No signature. over the lace hidden beneath my dress as the car begins to move. And I can’t help wondering if tonight might finally be the night my secret admirer stops hiding.

He also mentioned that he hoped I wouldn’t change my mind about the offer, as if he was waiting for me to confirm the decision that had already been made in my heart. Is this really happening? I thought to myself as a soft smile tugged at my lips. I hadn’t expected this to feel so... right. It was a message that reminded me of something I had almost forgotten: excitement, possibility, and the unknown. “Hey, don’t tell me you have got a secret admirer already without informing me,” Mia’s voice pierced the stillness, pulling me back to reality. I rolled my eyes, the smile still lingering. “Secret admirer? Come on, Mia. People barely even notice me.”

‘I can see you desperately searching for me, You want to know who I am? It’s too easy, I’m right in front of you, But you can’t see me, You are blinded by trust, I’m closer than the voice ringing in your head, An enemy within, Oops, I said too much, Keep guessing wrong, It’s fun to see, A little advice, Don’t give up just yet, There are a lot of things you need to know, P.S, your secret lover.’ “Argh! This is driving me crazy! Who the fuck is this person and what do they even want from me?” I groaned as I slammed the paper on the table, gaining a bit of attention from people around our table.