Good Secrets Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had to make him my closet friend ,even though I know that the difference between us both was so much. Even when I tested him with some hard and difficult secrets years back ,he proved to me that my secrets we're safe with him and I could tell him anything I wanted. My phone rang that morning , as I was in the bathroom running some water through my skull which was burning from the severe headache I had all through the night, trying to run some business with my laptop which concerned the palace. This call must be important ,I said to my self. James was the only one who knew where I was and if he placed a call to me,then something important might had really come up.

God walks along the mirror waters, the fog smelling like honeysuckle. Despite being in here for I don't even know how long, I still don't know where here is. My guess is that it's a secret circle in Heaven that no one has access to, only God. The plane of existence begans to shift, as a ripple in the air appears. It's like water in the sky, and when we pass through it, a cold water rush washes over my entire being.

There was no one else that was a gay that she was aware of. She blinked as she resumed her steps like she had not heard what Ashley just said. She input the code although feeling Six pairs of eyes on her. "Door Unlocked." She pulled the door open and stepped in almost immediately. Once the door had successfully locked, she sighed. Until when would she have to keep this up? It was hard keeping secrets from Ashley especially with her being her best friend and all. She stepped into the dark room with another sigh as she moved to her bed. She pulled out her phone to check the time. The whole room was illuminated by the screen and the time said "1:08am"

“You’ve done that before, and I’m hoping this whiskey will keep an old anger in check.” Leaning back, she crossed her legs. “You want to know a secret?” I blinked at her aloofly, not interested in whatever it is she wants to make known. “You do not seem interested, but I’ll make it known, so you wouldn’t repeat the same mistake. That slap didn’t make me angry or push me away, if anything, it turned me on.” This bitch is crazy. “I love being submissive to a sadist, so I’m used to the pain.” She opened the file and signed on it, sealing the deal with S.H. “You want to know another secret?” She pushed the file towards me.

He couldn't understand why she would do something. "I guess not everyone is as they seem, right?" Sophie said as she walked in with David. ********* To everyone of you that came so far with me, I want to take this moment to thank you all. You have been a source of inspiration to me, pushing me to my very best. Thank you all so much. Finally, Secret Love is coming to an end. 2 more chapters to go!!!🤗🤗 Check out my other story; Fading Scars: Scars of the past on W******l. I'm sure you'll love it.

Sanjh said and start to telling him what happened with her 3 years ago. ******************************* Some secrets posses the power to destroy someone. But sometimes if the secret came out to the right moment it can make your life good as well **************************

And perhaps. One final secret.

For a moment, I wanted to confess everything to him. Right as I opened my mouth, my phone on the table buzzed. I checked it without thinking. It was a message from Leonard: [Surprise check. Take a photo right now and show me if you're wearing panties.] After the message, he also sent a photo of his own body, revealing the very part that could drive me wild. The angle made it look especially big and intimidating. My face turned red, and my heart raced. I quickly looked up at Garrett. Luckily, he did not notice anything. He just kept cutting his steak and pouring wine for both of us.

“It’s fine. Day was good. Busy. I’m actually out celebrating with a friend right now.” “Ohhh, nice! Who?” “Just someone from the firm. We’re grabbing drinks. I’ll probably crash at his place tonight. See you tomorrow?” “Cool, yeah. Have fun. Proud of you, CK.” “Thanks. Night.” I hang up. We look at each other, eyes meeting in shared secrecy. Both chuckle—low, guilty, relieved. Selene raises her glass, the wine catching the light. “To secrets.” I clink mine against hers, the glass ringing softly. “To secrets.”

Months of planning had led to this–even though it didn't go exactly as he'd planned. With a few strokes, George created a hidden backdoor, granting himself unauthorised access. The transactions would be subtle.... unnoticed. "There," he whispered, satisfied. "You'll never even know it's gone." Just then, an email notification popped up and he clicked on it. It was from Vivian Marc. George opened the attachment and scanned the contents, his expression remaining neutral. Satisfied with it, he hit print and the printed whirred to life. As it spewed out the pages, he gathered the documents and reviewed them carefully, his eyes scanning each line, each word before he signed with precision.