Lovers With Secrets Novels & Stories

Sitting in the Jacuzzi with both girls either side of me we toasted and touched glasses saying. "Here's to us and our new love." "We'll have to keep this pretty quiet and just between ourselves," I said, "and we might need some rules like not being too overly affectionate to each other in public." Amy lowered her head down and said. "I may have mentioned that I saw you wanking off this morning to Janis." She went on hurriedly to say. "But she will keep a secret. She's my BFF and I know all her secrets too."

she answered. "How do you not know?" He asked, "When you two were together, having your own secret relationship, did the thought ever cross your mind that you loved him?” She stared. "I asked myself that question and to be honest with you I never found the answer." Yet, she had told someone that she did. Was it a mistake that she wished she could take back? "Why did you two end things?" "We just did. In the end the secrets got old and we just decided that it was the best thing."

“Ivan, I love you. I won’t ever stop loving you, and I know that as beautiful as I find this place, it’s completely messing with your head.” I couldn’t help looking down and sniffing in amusement at her bluntness. “I guess it is.” “So, we talk. You tell me what's going on and that way we stay close. I was once told secrets are like seeds. If you keep them hidden, they grow and grow. The longer they stay silent the bigger the gap grows. Like when tree roots wreck the foundations of a building. Love, even a mate-bond can’t ever work with secrets.” Then she covered her face with her hand in a deep blush, “that’s my silly little speech anyway,” she muttered, forcing me to turn her face to mine.

Although I felt confused about this situation, I just nodded and pulled Calvin to sit with me on the couch in front of the many scrutinizing eyes of our friends. I felt somehow uncomfortable, but in order to avoid embarrassment, I just pretended that I didn’t notice it all. As soon as we sat down, the Emperor immediately told us coldly, "Since everyone is here now, I would like to tell you first that everything we will talk about here must all stay here, and my wife and I are willing to trust you with all of these secrets, so please keep these secrets as your secrets as well." I saw Grayson nod his head at this as he leaned his back on the chair he was sitting in, and he even crossed his arm

I clenched my thighs together, a useless defense that only seemed to please him more. The higher his hand traveled, the harder it became to breathe. The damper my skin felt. He was so close. So fucking close to finding out my secret. In that moment, I almost did not care. I knew he would lose his own control the second he felt how soaked I was for him. I drew in a sharp, deep breath, just as the damn limousine came to a stop. For the love of God, he was so close to touching me where I burned for him. A wild impulse rose to shout at the driver to keep going, to not stop until I said so. But when I looked out the window, I saw everyone already gathered, waiting for us.

,Lorraine shouted from her bedroom. Lorraine loved her brother but she didn't like how he mistreated Dinny.Dinny was the only well mannered lady she had seen her brother fall inlove.He always claimed to love Dinny but his younger sister always asked how could he say he loved him yet he wasn't loyal to her.She had hoped her brother will change after she confronted him about the girls who sent him naughty messages on his f******k wall for the world to see.Sadly,he unashamedly entertained them,making excuses that those were his ex classmates.

I pressed my thumb against the cool surface, and the panel slid open with a soft click releasing a whisper of secrets. A hidden compartment came into view, filled with an array of art supplies: sketchpads, pencils, chisels, and half-finished sculptures that seemed to hold their breath in anticipation. My secret sanctuary, hidden in plain sight. Here, I poured my soul into creating masterpieces that would be hailed as some of the most breathtaking works of art in the world. Critics and collectors alike would marvel at the skill and emotion that flowed from every brushstroke, every chisel mark. But none of them knew the truth - that the creator of these stunning pieces was a timid and devoted

Same thing. My hands were shaking now as I scrolled to his name again, pressing call with a thumb that felt numb. Voicemail. I sat on the edge of my bed, the brush forgotten on the floor, my eyes fixed on the screen as the message replayed in my head. Everyone has secrets, Rory. Even the ones you love. The fairy lights outside my window flickered once, then went dark.

She grinned, but before I could say anything else, the bell rang, signaling the start of our last class. "But," she whispered as we walked towards the classroom, "you know that sometimes, secret feelings, no matter how much you try to hide them, come out? So, good luck, bes." She continued walking, leaving me standing in the doorway. I looked into the distance, and in a flash, Godfather Axel's image came back to my mind. His playful smile, the intensity in his eyes—and the memories of nights I couldn't forget. Was this just a mystery I felt for him? Or was it a secret love that, no matter how much I denied it, continued to deepen?

The outside world ceases to exist as their hearts beat as one, their souls entangled in a dance of love and desire. Under the starlit sky, Dominic and Elizabeth discover a universe within each other. With every touch, every whispered word, they unravel the layers of their hearts, creating a bond that transcends time and space. Lora and Scarlet walk together, finally arriving at Lora's bedroom. Scarlet closes the door behind them, creating an atmosphere of secrecy and confidentiality. Lora's mind is consumed by her plan, her determination unwavering. "I can't let that maid marry Dominic," Lora declares, her voice dripping with urgency. "It's about the reputation of our family."