Message To A Secret Lover Novels & Stories

I slid my hands inside and pressed it. It was such an overwhelming feeling when I saw who just messaged me. After five months, he finally sent me a text. I bit my lips when I realized that I didn’t edit his name on my phone. My lips trembled slightly and my breath hitched. MY LOVE (BLACK): Let’s meet tomorrow. You choose the time and place. Good evening.

She wanted to drop her phone and continued reading but a new message from the person came in again. MESSAGE-Your secret admirer. Rachel decided to check the person's profile picture but the person did not put in any picture. She replied. RACHEL-And you are? MESSAGE-Wanna be Anonymous for now. Rachel huffed and saved the person’s number as SECRET ADMIRER. RACHEL-How did you get my number and my name? SECRET ADMIRER-Secret!(With winking emojis) RACHEL-Tch!Are you a male or female? SECRET ADMIRER-Definitely, not a female.

Who the heck is this? My eyes grew open, amused, and I spoke in jesting equips. I stood keenly as I stared, baffled. “For two years now you have remained fixed on my mind. No matter how hard I try to get you off it, it seems like a dream that will never come true and I want to have you now to myself. I love you Lyra,” the content of the message reads. Instantly, chills went down my spine and I ran my hand through my hair. I was startled, and the heavy lashes that shadowed my cheeks flew away.

That was the most beautiful smiles that I'd ever seen in my life. At that moment I knew this boy took my heart. He’s my first love. My one and only man. My El. “ El I’m back.” I whispered to my self remembering the person I left in this city. “Arheana, we’re hear.” Maria flick her fingers in front of me. That cut me off from my thoughts. “Oh yeah.” I said. “ Where did you go a minute later? Did your man took you for a date?” Maria smiled teasingly at me.

The Alpha and Luna would be there like they always were when it was a pups first time shifting. I slowly finished my shower, got ready for the day I was about to face. I glanced at my phone with no missed calls or texts from Jackson. I sent him a quick text telling him I loved him and I just wanted to know if he was ok. Nothing back as I stood there just holding my phone. A tear slid down my cheek. I had the worst gut wrenching feeling in my stomach.

Once I was done, Loss wasted no time in coming back inside, and sitting on the edge of bed, waiting for me to say something. "Tell me everything." I said instead, crossing my arms over my body. "Is that a command?" he asked then, arching an eyebrow. Color flooded my face, and I took a step back. He smirked, then grew serious. "You have to give me you secret word, and then I can tell you." he said. I looked into his eyes, trying to see if he ws joking or not. And then I thought very, very hard. At first, a pain flashed at the top of my head, and I winced, trying not to show it.

Eliora said to me, "Why do you do that? Why do you speak of him as if he put the stars in the sky when he did nothing but break you so god damn much that the cracks in your heart were practically visible through your eyes." I laughed softly, "That's the things about love, isn't it? You'll let them get away with murder, even if it's your own." Eliora sighed, "Is that really love?" "I think we could've had something real," I confess. Not just his secret lover. "Maybe I'm wrong but I think he could've loved me." He never told me he loved me for all the years we have been together as secret lovers. Well, I told him he could date other people while he was with me. And to my surprise, he really di

Eli sat on the other end, silent, staring at the muted TV where a rerun of a cooking show played like a cruel joke from a life that didn’t belong to either of them anymore. The first text came at 11:13 a.m. Unknown Number: New rules. Eli leaned over her shoulder. “Open it.” She tapped the message, expecting more. Nothing. Just those two words sitting there like a knife on the table, daring them to ask where the handle was. Five minutes later, another ping. We like honesty. “What the hell does that mean?” Lily muttered. Before Eli could answer, another buzz. We like when secrets breathe. A fourth came seconds later:

I grabbed my phone again, hesitating for a second before typing out one last message. Liam: I know I screwed up. I should have told you everything from the beginning. But I’m done keeping secrets. Please, just… let me fix this. I hit send. And waited. Minutes passed. Then an hour. Then two. Nothing. With a bitter sigh, I set the empty glass down and leaned back against the couch, staring at the ceiling. Alex wasn’t coming back. And for the first time in a long time, I didn’t know how to fix it.

Either We get married or not. That was so confusing. "What are you saying??" "I am saying that I transferred this house paper and this house is now all yours. it's just a small wedding gift." "But shouldn't you be telling me this secret on our wedding night??" I curiously asked