From Your Secret Admirer Novels & Stories

I frown as I gently push the stems aside to see a piece of paper wrapped around it secured by a purple ribbon. I release the ribbon and unravel the paper from the stem. In my side view, I see Maverick freeze, probably noticing what I discovered. I lay it flat on the surface of the counter. It tries to curl in, but my fingers quickly press down on the delicate paper. "Are you a friend or foe?" I read the message out loud. "Your secret admirer."

“Tell me. Don’t make me guess—I’m terrible at it.” “No.” He grinned, pleased. “It’s a secret admirer. Or a stalker. Either way, you’re finally interesting.” Celeste’s expression didn’t change. “It’s an email.” “That’s a yes.” “It’s an email,” she repeated, and turned back to her screen, fingers resuming their steady rhythm.

"What's the big deal? You know, the more Emilio suffers for me, the deeper his love will be. There's no need for a hospital. You just have to make sure that he stays alive." That man in black hesitated slightly before asking, "I-Isn't that man your lover?" Amber let out a contemptuous laugh, as if finding the question utterly preposterous. "You think he's my lover? He's nothing but a gullible cash cow of mine. If Christopher had been interested in me, I wouldn't have settled for Emilio." …

“Well… there’s really nothing to read here. Let’s see… damn, girl. You’ve only been here a day and a half and you’ve already got a secret admirer.” “What?” I blink, totally lost. “It’s a number. But damn, this is bold. It says, ‘CALL ME WHEN YOU’RE BRAVE ENOUGH TO WANT ME.” She smirks. “He even added his digits, girl.” She’s squealing now, all excited, but I’m still confused. “Is there a name?” Gladis flips the paper over. “Nope. Just the number. Guess the only way to find out is to call.”

I always click photos of yours. My Hottie Biker: Send me all. Miss Admirer: Sure! My Hottie Biker: By the way, this isn't fair. Miss Admirer: What? My Hottie Biker: You can see me but I can't see you. He sent her the message, pouting sadly. Miss Admirer: You wanna see me? He instantly nodded as if she was seeing him. My Hottie Biker: Of course. Miss Admirer: Why? My Hottie Biker: Because I'm curious to know who is my secret admirer.

I spun a little, and the camera focused on the details of my dress. “This way, you’ll receive future messages from different men. You won’t be single for long,” she smiled friendly, but I couldn’t manage the same. “I’m not looking for a man, Miss Adams,” I managed to maintain my posture and smiled when I read her name on her badge. “So is your relationship with Apollo serious? Or just marketing?” she insisted. I just smiled and took a deep breath. I needed to control myself; I would probably have to endure a lot of this.

i went downstairs and opened the door but i met a bouquet of flowers on the table, picking out the card I opened it I’m glad you are better than yesterday I wish you would come out so I can see you, but for now i am Satisfied with your pictures Your Secret Admirer How does this person even know that i am better now, this is very weird I walked back upstairs and showed Susan the card “Seriously, who the hell is this secret admirer " she says and I shrugged "It’s someone who is really annoying and also how does he even have my pictures " I say “Obviously, if he is a stalker and someone that admired you. He probably has a room filled with your pictures to idolize " Susan says and i roll my

I squart and pick it up. "Funny how your sassy mouth tasted just the way I imagined. You taste so good, like strawberries deeped in honey." ❤️ from your genuine secret admirer -OEL

She hadn't been on her computer for 3 days and there were consequently 3 new email messages from him. She didn't know who he was, but he obviously knew who she was. It had been a month now that she'd received daily messages from someone who called himself "Your Secret Admirer". His email address was a generic hotmail so she had no clue as to his identity. The first message had said that he'd seen her at Tesco and thought she was very pretty. It still didn't explain how he got her email address.

I frantically looked around me before returning my gaze to what was ok the bed. It's a bouquet of flowers. Who had come in to drop this?. I walk cautiously to the door and turned the knob. I had forgotten to lock it the previous night. I look down the hallway and seeing it empty closed the door. I walked over to the bed and pick up the flowers. There was a card attached to it. I took it and read. "Even though you're close to me, or a million miles away, you'd always remain in my heart. I will always think of you. And I will never let you go. Kisses from, Your secret admirer."