I Know A Secret Novels & Stories

Gerald then looked at her closely and tried to give her secret through just a glance but apparently Emily still didn't understand either. "So, that's the first explanation, but I'm sure if you have guessed the next secret which is quite big even in my opinion," Gerald muttered at once. Hearing this, Emily didn't understand. Oh, what riddle is this again? "Umm, I'm not good at guessing. So what?" she asked then. You can see the man staring at all the sides that are around them at this time. After Gerald felt safe, he immediately drew closer to Emily. "I.. gay," Gerald answered then and immediately Emily was silent for a moment. Ah, so it seems the secret is...

"Pim! Pim!! Pim!!!" The phone beeped indicating a message. I clicked it and it read "Be ready, the game begins in 5 minutes." Immediately I read that my heart skipped and literally stopped beating for a few seconds and it took me seconds to regain myself. My lids patted, I let out a huge sigh as I prepared for the worst with confidence. The game; Can you keep a secret? Appeared on the screen.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

My eyes darted instinctively to the screen, where the bold text of Estelle’s message dropped down, For a brief moment, I was transported away from the conversation at the table, caught up in the anticipation that Estelle’s message stirred within me. The temptation to respond, to find out what secrets she held, was almost overwhelming. It read: I HAVE A SECRET TO REVEAL TO YOU ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE PERSON. PICK ME UP AT MY HOUSE TOMORROW AND LET'S SIT OUT AT THE PARK.

I love you ~D~ Justin felt like he was suffocating as the words he had just read kept replaying in his mind. " Was Desmond right? Is Drake actually gay? Is this a dream?" Justin's said to him self as he kept staring at the paper in his hands. His pulse began raising as he found it hard to swallow. Guilt filled him up as he felt that he had trespassed into Drake's secret he wouldn't want anyone to know. As he stood there thinking he heard footsteps approaching the office which he recognized as Drake's.

"Just talking." Max's eyes narrowed, flicking between us. "Looks like more than talking. Be careful, man. Family stuff like this? It blows up fast." He walked off. Hours later, my phone buzzed: Max's text. "I know your secret. Tell them or I will?"

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

Nnnnnoooooo. My hand flew to my mouth as if I could shove the memory back in, and my eyes widened. How does it know???? That secret, no one knows that secret. Not James. Not Evelyn. Not a soul. But only me. My body began to shake uncontrollably. I gripped the bedpost, nails digging into the wood. Surprised? the voice hissed again, closer this time. I know all your little secrets, Sophia. I know all your little secrets at the back of my hands, I carry them on my tongue like ancient curses.

he stated more than asked, but Aycin nodded with a chuckle nonetheless. “How did you find out about her condition?” Deagan asked; keen to know how she and his brother got so close to sharing secrets when they just about tolerated each other after their fall out.

The message glowed on the screen—short, simple, and enough to pull my full attention. “I know your secret.” There was a location attached beneath the words. My lips parted slightly, a faint chuckle escaping. “Interesting,” I murmured. My secret? I smiled to myself. “Let’s see how much he really knows.”