Novel & Cerita My Secret My Bully My Mates Wattpad

She’s a loud, defensive, mouthy parasite who thinks she can talk back when she's literally living off charity! [Secret Girl]: He’s a cold-hearted bully who trips people in hallways because his own soul is hollow and empty! (310) 555-0149: She’s a clumsy, dramatic crybaby who makes a scene over a few scattered books! [Secret Girl]: Haha! Exactly! They both deserve to be thrown into a trash can together! (310) 555-0149: Agreed. Sealed shut and dropped in the ocean. LOL! I collapsed back onto my pillows, rolling over on my stomach as tears of pure laughter leaked from the corners of my eyes. It felt so amazingly good to vent. For the first time all day, the heavy stress of Jaxon's bullying and

One word and I could start tumbling out all my secrets. “Oh come on, don’t be childish. You are acting as if you just went through a bad break up where you were dumped and you refuse to speak about it because you are ashamed. Kind of like that time with me in grade six,” she muttered, making my cheeks heat up wondering if I was really acting like that. She must have noticed my expression because her eyes widened and hitting my arm she shouted, “You sneaky bitch! With whom were you getting frisky?” “He isn’t my boyfriend!” I shouted in frustration and realizing my mistake I heard myself say the next words, “He is my mate.”

I hit my head with my hands, trying to push away the confusing thoughts as I continued walking to class. The final bell rang and I hesitated to leave the classroom. I knew what awaited me outside; a group of bullies, ready to pounce on me. I waited for everyone to leave, but it seemed like they were taking their own sweet time. As I was lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt something cold and wet dripping on my head. I gasped in shock and looked back to see Steve's friends, grinning at me. They had poured water on me. My shirt was soaked, and my skin was visible from underneath. I felt a pang of embarrassment and shame wash over me.

"I am eighteen years old. Six months ago I was a normal girl. I went to high school. Worried about grades. About fitting in. About surviving my stepbrother who bullied me relentlessly." I glanced at Nate. He smiled. Encouraging. "Then I discovered I was not normal. I was supernatural. A Silver Wolf. One of the most powerful beings in existence. Everything changed. My world. My identity. My purpose. I had to fight. Had to survive. Had to save the world from an entity that wanted to destroy reality itself." Silence. Everyone listening. Captivated. "And through it all I fell in love. With the boy who bullied me. Who protected me. Who became my mate. My partner. My everything." I squeezed Nate's

Mate. The word felt unreal attached to Adrian Thorne. To his cold smile, his cutting voice, the contempt in his eyes whenever he looked at her. Mates were supposed to be stories told by the fire in winter — rare, sacred, once-in-a-lifetime. Not this. Not humiliation in the dirt while half the pack watched. “If anyone finds out…” she began. Mia’s tone sharpened. “Has anyone said anything?” Lisa thought of the whispers from yesterday. The girls in the yard. The half-heard word that had sounded like a joke.

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♡

This man who had always been my best friend, loved me? I grew bitter as I thought it over, “it’s too late. You have a mate. Now excuse me.” I shoved him off and left his room. I smoothed out my skirt and started my strut down the hall and to the school. I would hold my head up high, no matter what. Gray’s POV

This was ridiculous! My brother, Osborn, was my mate. The only person I feared most was my mate. When I was a child, when I was in despair, I dreamed that I would find a mate to take me out of my pack in the future. Later, as I grew older, I was rarely allowed to go out of our house. I gradually gave up the idea of looking for a mate. I thought that I would never find a mate in my life, and I would be tortured by the heat every month until I dead.

I never expected that anyone would accuse me of having a sugar daddy. If my brothers hear this, they will not let this pass. They will surely make these girls' lives a living hell. They should be thankful because it is not my nature to tell my brothers all people who tried to bully me. Also, I am not the type to get bullied. So this is something new to me. "Where did you get that idea?!" I asked them, a bit furious. Athena smirked. "You think we won't know about your secret? We are not stupid, Yelle."

But I knew she did because I could hear the sparkle in her voice again, the strength and confidence that was all Ruthie Robles. "Hey," I said, pulling away to look her in the face. "I have another secret. And unfortunately, I might have to tell it to everyone in there to prove that Zander really is my true mate and, therefore, not shady like his father. I don't know how to tell them, but maybe you can help me." Her eyes widened. "Why don't you want to tell them?" My face flared up again. "It's embarrassing." She chortled. "Is it like some kind of supernatural hickey that only true mates get or something?" She giggled at her own joke.