Lovers With Secrets Novels & Stories

She loved the way he smiled, the way his eyes crinkled at the corners, and the way his voice whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Echo, too, was smitten. He adored Julia's strength, her intelligence, and her beauty. He loved the way she laughed, the way her eyes sparkled, and the way her touch set his soul on fire. But their love was still a secret, hidden from the world. And as the pressure mounted, Julia began to wonder – could their love survive the spotlight, or would it wither under the scrutiny of the public eye? One fateful night, as they stood together on the rooftop, gazing out at the city skyline, Echo turned to Julia and whispered…

I look down in shame, “It's not that easy. I tried. I tried to tell you, but I was scared.” “And you think keeping it a secret is best?” He grates out. “That guy in there is in love with you, it'll break him if he finds out his newly engaged fiancée is pregnant with her ex-husband's baby. Cause I know he's certainly the father,” “Lower your voice please, someone might hear you,” I beg him. “I’ve been watching you all night, you've been calm, playing along, when you're hiding such a big secret?” “Is not what you think, Paul…”

“He’s head over heels with you. Don’t tell me you’re thinking about their Paris trip that he and that bitch get back together?” “I thought of that,” I admitted. “I thought you love and trust that hot lord?” Camila pointed out. “Of course, I do.” I rolled my eyes. “And he’s not a lord.” “To us, he is. That must be them.” Camila stood up when the door swung open. “Ugh!” I shut my eyes closed. I didn’t have to look at the door since my man would be impossible to be around. And they would be lip-locking with their husbands at this very moment.

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. Thank you once again. See y'all in the next update.

“But now, I feel like this design... doesn’t represent us anymore. Because I’m not even sure what us means now.” Haruki stood slowly, leaving the chair behind. “What do you mean?” Evelyn looked at him for a long moment. Their eyes locked. No tears. No theatrics. Just one question hanging in the air like fog between them: Can love grow if it’s built on secrets? “You said this was for us,” Evelyn said, “but if we aren’t part of every step you take… then what does it mean?” Haruki gently took her hand. “I still love you.”

Each withdrawal left me empty and aching, and each thrust forward filled me so perfectly I saw stars. The washing machine vibrated beneath my palms, adding a low buzz that traveled straight to my clit. His hand slid around to find it anyway—rubbing firm, steady circles while he fucked me from behind. “You love this, don’t you?” he growled against my ear. “Being bent over in your own house, taking your father-in-law’s cock while your husband showers upstairs.” I whimpered, nodding frantically. “Say it.” “I love it,” I gasped. “I love your cock… I love being your dirty little secret…”

"You are my wife. You are my queen. I will slaughter every ghost from our past before I let them take you from me." Vivian looked up into the face of her protector, her executioner, her lover. The mystery of who had betrayed them didn't terrify her; it ignited a matching, wicked fire inside her chest. The adrenaline of the kill and the forbidden, dangerous nature of their reality snapped together. "Then let's kill them all," she whispered, her voice laced with a dark promise. Arthur let out a low, primal growl, his mouth crashing down on hers with a violent, desperate hunger that sealed their fate. Surrounded by the dead, in the deepest, darkest secret of Rome, they weren't running anymore.

"I loved him." The words struck like lightning. Neither Lena nor Sebastian moved. Neither breathed. Because suddenly the mystery wasn't just business. It had never been. Love. Again. Every secret seemed to lead back to love. Love twisted by ambition. Love poisoned by betrayal. Love buried beneath power and money. Eleanor's eyes shimmered faintly. "He was the best of them." Lena's pulse quickened. "What happened?" For a long moment Eleanor seemed somewhere else entirely. Back in another decade.

It was because in her eyes, I was nothing but the son of her family's victim, a born sinner, a pathetic creature who deserved to be trampled underfoot. A metallic sweetness surged up my throat, and I bit down hard on my teeth to keep from coughing up blood. My eyes burned red, my blood boiling backward, every part of me screaming to tear her apart right then and there. Cassie saw my anguish and laughed even harder. "So? Arthur, is this secret worth trading for my life? Release me and restore everything to the Wynter Group, and I'll give you all the evidence from back then so you can clear your father's name. Otherwise, you'll live with this secret and suffer for the rest of your life! Your f

This wasn't something the world would understand. Their stolen touches. Their hidden glances. The way Theo looked at Leo like he was something precious. This was their secret. Their love. Their forbidden love. And if the wrong person discovered it… Everything would fall apart. Thud!!! Thud!!! The violent banging against the door echoed through the silent palace hallway, each hit louder than the last. Theo instantly pulled away from Leo and climbed off the bed, quickly helping him stand as well. For one brief second, their eyes met.